Listening to the bamboo courtyard, the people in the Qingmei courtyard were locked up and snickering. When I finally saw the dejected appearance of Tingzhu Courtyard, I was really happy.

Feng Shui takes turns, how many white eyes Qingmei Yuan suffered at the beginning, and how much schadenfreude there is now.

Su Mingjin, who is the most promising to inherit the title, now that she has no legs, what can she do in the future? The shops and properties in General Su's Mansion are all taken care of by big houses, what qualifications do others have to fight?

"After hearing that the third young master woke up, he knew that he would not be able to ride a horse in the future, and he fainted again." Wu Pei stood next to Su Qing to help her take care of the silk thread.

My sister is in a very good mood during this time, and she has the leisure to be busy with these. In the past, it was cloudy and sunny, and the maids in the yard did not dare to serve in the house.

Since inquiring about such a big event in the bamboo courtyard, she is so comfortable that she eats and drinks well, and can even imagine how happy she can be in the future.

The third aunt cried and fainted several times, and now Tingzhuyuan can't hold on for long just by relying on Su Xiangsi. Nothing can be done to get Su Mingjin's legs back. ”

The last sentence is light and fluttering, gloomy and compassionate. If she heard that the things in the warehouse of the bamboo courtyard could be attributed to her name, she would be able to sway to death for the rest of her life.

"Sister is smart, just now the slave maid heard that the third sister went to Jingzhao Yin's mansion to play drums and redress grievances at this time."

Su Qing raised her eyes in surprise and looked out the window, at this time there was still snow outside, Su Xiangsi actually didn't care about herself.

I'm afraid that I haven't seen Lord Jing Zhaoyin before I see it, and I fainted in the school field. Want to redress your grievances? She had to have the ability to find evidence, otherwise all her hard work would be in vain.

"Add two more pieces of carbon and warm it up."

The wind and snow had stopped at night, and when Su Xiangsi went out this morning, the air was clear, and now suddenly the snow began to slowly drift and the wind was blowing.

The big red cloak she wore was particularly dazzling and obvious in the snow, and it took a lot of time to walk in front of Jing Zhaoyin's mansion with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

I was panting from exhaustion, and my cheeks were red from the cold wind. The hands were so cold and stiff that they still had to hold their teeth and hold the drumsticks with both hands and beat them vigorously on the drum surface.

"Su Mingjin was seriously injured by Qin Weipeng who fell from his horse, and the woman came to redress her grievances and ask for a thorough investigation."

The sound of the drum carried out with the woman's stubborn voice, and it could be blown away by the cold wind. The people who passed by in a hurry just looked at her indifferently and left.

Da Leng, no one wants to wait with her at this outlet.

shouted no less than ten times in a row, and the strength in his hands gradually decreased, too cold and tired, and his physical strength was consumed too quickly.

It's just that the people in Jing Zhaoyin's mansion didn't want to pay attention to her at all, and no one came out to open the door for a long time, and her bright red cloak was already covered with snow.

She seems to be iron-hearted, and now she must let Lord Jing Zhaoyin thoroughly investigate Su Mian's support. It doesn't matter what kind of cousin she is of the county lord of Shuyue, and what kind of support he has from King Kang's mansion.

Qin Weipeng must pay the price, and pay back what he owes.

Su Xiangsi didn't have the strength to continue to raise the drumstick, so he could only kneel in front of the closed mansion, and his red palms slapped the door desperately, begging someone to come out and open the door.

Even if she could only see Jing Zhaoyin for a while, no one helped her.

The wind and snow did not stop, and the hand stove had already cooled down, and the thick cloak could not withstand the cold wind in the end. It was bitterly cold.

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Wu Pei sighed in his hand, opened the curtain of the cloth door and entered the house, walked to the stove and bowed slightly.

"The third sister is back."

"Oh? Jing Zhao Yin has opened the door for her? ”

"That's not true, the third sister fainted at the door of Jing Zhaoyin, and it was General Su who personally went to pick her up."

Su Qing clenched the book in her hand slightly, leaving heavy marks. At this time, her grandfather still favored her the most.

"It's okay if she's dizzy, she wants to check, but no one helps, what can she do? When the medicinal food was cooked, I remembered to send it to my grandmother, which was the recipe I had spent a lot of money for. ”

Wu Pei lowered his head to hide the complicated look in his eyes, and answered in a low voice.

Su Xiangsi only felt that he was in a furnace, so hot that he wanted to kick off the quilt on his body, pulling his neckline to reveal his white neck.

How did catkins put the stove on her bed?

opened her eyes in a daze, and Mu Jinchen's handsome face appeared in front of her. Lying on his side and hugging her, one hand supporting his head, his deep eyes burning.

Silently pulled the neckline back and leaned into his arms for a few more minutes.

"No, dare to beat the drum of injustice by yourself." It sounds like a reproach, but in fact there is pity in the words.

Su Xiangsi pointed his fingers at the muscles in his chest and muttered: "If you are not realistic, how can others believe that our third room is cornered." ”

After a pause, he continued: "I still want to go to the palace to redress my grievances." ”

The gentle hand held her hand, which was already a little warm. When he was brought back by General Su, his whole body was cold, but fortunately, he was able to feed all the medicine so that he would not have a fever now.

"Redress has arrived, and the body doesn't want it anymore?" Scolds softly, always risking his own body. How many lives can you take to get into danger?

"Is Uncle Mu over there? How's it going? ”

Speaking of his father, Mu Jinchen's body relaxed a little: "Li Yan did a good job this time, but he just thought of a way with his father, and he found out all the undercover agents." As long as Rong Mingxiu doesn't find out, King Yu won't find out easily. ”

"That Ning Tingting in the yard is jumping a lot, when can I get rid of it?"

Su Xiangsi heard the coldness in his tone, and said a little soothing: "It's not time yet, wait a little longer." Without her, it's not a good thing that my brother's injuries heal too quickly. ”

As long as Su Xiangsi's door is closed tightly, Ning Tingting always finds all kinds of excuses to come in and serve. In particular, Mu Jinchen often stayed in her house, and rosin and catkins had to be on guard against her daring to break in early in the morning.

It's not that she's afraid that there is a man in Su Xiangsi's boudoir.

Instead, Mu Jinchen's identity was exposed, which would definitely make King Yu change his plan. It was not easy to stabilize King Yu according to his original plan, and if he changed it at this time, he would have to disrupt it again.

After Su Mingjin was injured, Ning Tingting rarely came to Su Xiangsi's house. Instead, he volunteered to go to Su Mingjin's house to serve.

I rarely come to quarrel with Su Acacia. However, in Su Xiangsi's territory, she can't make any waves.

Su Mingjin lay on the bed and complained bitterly, she could only lie down, she couldn't do anything, and she had to drink bowl after bowl of medicine.

My face is going to be blue, and the more I lie down, the more tired I become.

"Third Young Master, it's time to drink the medicine." Ning Tingting didn't knock on the door, and pushed the door straight open and went in without passing the word. I don't know, I think I'm in charge.

He turned his head to the inside of the bed and said in a muffled voice, "Don't drink." ”

"The third young master must cooperate in order to recover as soon as possible, this medicinal diet was specially spent by my sister to ask for it back, which is beneficial to the third young master's recovery."

"What if it's restored? These legs are useless, what face do I have? I'm the one who dragged the whole family down. ”

Listening to his words of self-pity, Ning Tingting also felt a sense of sorrow.

is indeed a talented and brave young man, it's really a pity.