On the carriage, Peng Mo sneezed again, and he felt his head sink.

Peng Hao's face was gloomy, what did the Marquis of Zhongyong mean? If he didn't come with him, how should he deal with this situation with his sister's weak temperament?

turned to look at Peng Mo, and saw that her cheeks were already dyed crimson, and her face was not good.

"How is it?" Peng Hao asked nervously, as he went to probe his sister's forehead, touching the temperature, his face became even more ugly, and his sister had a fever!

"Speed up. Peng Hao lifted the curtain and commanded, the coachman answered, and the horsewhip whipped even more urgently.

"Brother, I'm fine, don't worry. Peng Mo looked at Peng Hao's face and said softly.

"I'm not in a hurry. Peng Hao put away the anger on his face, said soothingly, and took out a thin blanket from the compartment and put it on his sister.

Peng Mo lowered his eyes, covering the light in his eyes, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, since he was destined to be sick in his past life and this life, why not make good use of it? It's just that his mother and brother are worried!

The rain was pouring down, there were no pedestrians on the road, and the carriage drove quickly, and it arrived at the general's mansion in nearly half an hour.

When Peng heard that his son and daughter had returned, he couldn't help but be surprised, it was said that they should have been in the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion at this time, why did they come back so soon? Could it be that something happened?

Thinking like this, he immediately rushed to the door, and before he reached the second gate, he heard the next person say, the fourth lady has a fever, and now she has returned to the Mohe Garden, Peng Shi was shocked when she heard it, and the last time he had a fever, he almost died, why did he burn again?

When Peng came to the Mohe Garden, he saw the items piled up under the eaves of the porch and the servants who were standing with him, so he didn't have time to ask anything, so he hurried into the room.

When I entered the door, I saw Peng Hao's clothes half wet, standing outside, with an anxious face.

Peng Hao is also worried, her sister is extremely weak, and she has not recovered from her last serious illness, so she is cold and hot, so don't do anything.

"What's the matter, I went to your aunt's house well, why did I get a fever?" Peng stepped forward and pulled Peng Hao and asked.

Peng Hao saw Peng's anxious face, and he didn't want to say anything, but when he heard her talk about his aunt, he couldn't help but be annoyed: "Whose aunt? Hmph, I don't recognize it." ”

When Peng heard this, he knew that something must have happened in the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion, so he didn't ask in detail at the moment, and hurriedly walked to the inner room.

The doctor was taking his pulse, and Peng Mo on the bed had a very bad complexion, with a sickly crimson, and a pair of dark eyes, which made Peng's distress for a while.

Peng's gave birth to three sons in a row, and finally gave birth to such a daughter, who is spoiled and loved in every way, and her three brothers have been taking care of this youngest sister like a treasure, and can't bear to be wronged a little, even if the majestic old general was alive, Peng Mo was also very spoiled when he was alive, and all the good and delicious things were sent to Mohe Garden first, and everyone knew that in General Peng's mansion, Peng Mo's identity was in front of the three sisters-in-law.

stepped forward and grabbed her daughter's hand and asked eagerly. "What's wrong?

Peng Mo looked at Peng's anxious and distressed face, held back the discomfort all over his body, and reluctantly smiled: "Don't worry, mother, I'm fine, it's just a little cold, just take a rest." ”

Peng's eyes turned red when he looked at his daughter, who was comforting him, and turned his eyes to ask the doctor. "How's my daughter?"

The old doctor took the pulse, and his face was not very relaxed. "The fourth lady has a cold, which is not very serious, but this disease has evoked old diseases.... The rest of the words were not finished, but they made the listeners even more frightened.

"How's it going?" Peng's heart tightened, and a pair of eyes looked straight at the doctor.

"I can only observe it with medicine first, and Xiao Lao'er can't be sure. After the old doctor finished speaking, he went to the side to prescribe medicine.

Here, the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyong.

Mrs. Hou Wu Xiaorou, who is also Peng Mo's aunt, is wearing a red pomegranate skirt embroidered with gold silk and peony, wearing a babao ruby gold hairpin, with grease powder on her face, and delicate makeup, holding a tea cup and sitting on the main seat in the hall, and there is also a person sitting in the hall, the second daughter of the Marquis of Zhongyong, Zhao Qingying.

Wearing a cherry pink gold thread embroidered lotus after the rain delicate summer shirt, her five-point appearance with two delicate colors, wearing a hibiscus garnet gold step, wristband coral bracelet, ear with ruby earrings, dressed up in luxury.

It's just that this complicated outfit robs the girl's youthful appearance, so that people can only see her decoration at a glance.

The steward came in, glanced at Zhao Qingying in the hall, lowered his head and said, "Madam, the carriage of General Peng's mansion has turned back." ”

When Wu Xiaorou heard this, she frowned, and she was annoyed, and asked, "What's the matter? How do you come and go?" What does this mean? Yesterday, my sister sent someone to say that Peng Mo was coming today, and she didn't do anything and waited for her in the mansion, why did she not even enter the door outside the mansion and returned? Is her daughter of a super first-class general like this? Thinking about it, I can't help but gnash my teeth.

When Zhao Qingying heard this, she snorted lightly, her eyes flashed with disgust, and she said disdainfully: "My cousin has always been arrogant and spoiled by my aunt, and there are also people who look down on our house. ”

When the steward heard that the lady was angry, and heard that the second lady was angry, he was even more frightened, his head hung lower, and he quietly glanced at Zhao Qingying, but he didn't know how to reply, and stammered: "Because... Cause... ”

looked down on the steward, and shouted: "Tell me quickly, can your tongue be pulled out by black and white impermanence?" Wu Xiaorou's eyes hung up, and she was fierce and majestic.

The steward shrank in fright, and didn't dare to hide it, and told the cause and effect in one go.

"Today, the third young master and the fourth young lady of General Peng's mansion came to the door of our mansion, but the door of the mansion was closed. ”

"What does it mean that the door of the house is closed?" Wu Xiaorou frowned, after receiving her sister's letter yesterday, she had already ordered the porter to send someone to wait, what does it mean that the door of the house is closed?

As soon as Zhao Qingying heard Peng Mo coming and going, she was thinking that Peng Mo had grown his ability and would lose his temper, but now when she heard that the steward was not only Peng Mo alone, but also the third cousin, she couldn't help but panic, the third cousin is not a good talker, what can I do?

"It's... Be.... The steward glanced at Zhao Qingying, who was leisurely arranging her sleeves, and her heart trembled slightly, seeing that Zhao Qingying looked like she had no intention of bearing the consequences, could it be that such a big matter should be borne by one of her inner courtyard stewards? Seeing the angry appearance of the lady, she gritted her teeth and said, "It was the second lady who ordered the slave maid to let the porter close the door." ”

When Zhao Qingying heard this, her eyebrows trembled, she turned her eyes to look at her mother, and when she saw her angry face, she couldn't help but be shocked, and jumped up and pointed at the steward and scolded. "You cheap slave, don't you dare to assign Miss Ben?"

When the steward heard this, he knelt on the ground as soon as his knees weakened, and said in a trembling voice: "The slave doesn't dare to lie, please ask the lady to find out." ”

Wu Xiaorou's sharp gaze fell on the steward, and for a moment, she stopped on Zhao Qingying, and immediately threw the teacup in her hand on the ground, the teacup was shattered, and the tea and tea splashed on the skirt of her daughter Zhao Qingying, who was standing.