After a while, Princess Jiarou got up slowly, "Qiu Han, you are so guarded, I should go and water the flowers." ”

"The slave understands." Qiu Han replied.

When Princess Jiarou walked out, Zhihe asked with some injustice, "Miss is seriously ill and in a coma, why does Madame still have the heart to take care of those flowers and plants." ”

Qiu Han glanced at her coldly, "That's not an ordinary flower and plant, not to mention that Miss is asleep, and it's useless for Madame to stay here, can't the two of us wait?" ”

Zhihe flattened her mouth and said sullenly, "We have been serving Miss since we were children, how can we not serve." I'm just wronged for Miss, Mrs. has always been strict with Miss, and has always been cold, except for Miss when she is sick, she will care about one or two, and at other times she will guard those flowers and plants, and she will not have as much time as the Lord cares. ”

"You said that Mrs. had a difficult birth and could not have children back then, and I don't blame Miss, it is obvious that Mrs. herself ate the wrong flowers and plants......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qiu Han's sharp voice: "Shut up!" When does Madame treat Miss coldly? Do you know about dystocia back then?! ”

Zhihe was taken aback, and then cautiously glanced at the sleeping young lady, and said, "Madame is gentle and tolerant to everyone, only the young lady is extraordinarily strict, isn't this prejudice?" ”

Qiu Han was so angry that he couldn't speak, and said meaningfully, "You are still really the son of the protector." ”

Zhihe didn't hear the meaning, but raised her head very proudly, "Of course, my father and mother are all old people in the house!" ”

In the evening, in the study of the Wen Mansion.

Uncle Wen, Second Master Wen, Third Master Wen, Old Lady, Eldest Lady, Second Lady, Wen Mansion, the whole family has arrived, and all of them have solemn faces.

"Third child, does Fu Shizi really want to marry Jing'an? And not a concubine! The old lady's hands and feet trembled with excitement.

Wen Sanye frowned and nodded, although he was very unhappy, "Mother, I don't want Wan'er to marry her." ”

"Why!" The old lady jumped up angrily: "This is a good opportunity for my Wenfu Guangzong to show off his ancestors!" ”

He can't say that he doesn't want to have a son-in-law who looks down on him. Wen Sanye said very awkwardly: "Fu Shizi's family has a big business, and if you marry as Wan'er, you will be bullied." ”

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief, she was really afraid that the third child would say that Wen Wan couldn't have children and couldn't be a wife. Although she used to think so, but now that Wen Wan can be the wife of the prince, it is naturally in the interests of the main family, as for how much torture she will be subjected to by the Guogong Mansion if she can't give birth to a child, she can't care about it.

"Third child, Fu Shizi won't give up Jing'an, if you want to blame Jing'an, it's because Jing'an's girl has such a seductive face."

Wen Sanye pursed his mouth, not very happy that his mother said this about his daughter, but he didn't refute it.

Uncle Wen said in a deep voice, "Third brother, you have been shaded by your ancestors all these years, and it is time to pay it back." ”

Wen Sanye stood up with a pout, his face flushed, "Big brother, what do you mean by this?" ”

Uncle Wen's face was calm, and his majestic and rigorous face was full of anger, "I mean, Wen Wan must marry into the Guogong Mansion!" ”

Wen Sanye waved his hand and said, "I will never allow the words of the matchmaker of my parents!" ”

Uncle Wen was furious, and the table slammed loudly, "You eat Wen Mansion's clothes, if you are asked to contribute to Wen Mansion, you are not willing!" What's more, Jing'an was able to marry into the Guogong Mansion was a blessing she had cultivated in her previous life! Don't you know what's wrong! ”

"I like power so much, then you let Sister Qing marry, don't look for Wan'er!" Wen Sanye also did not back down at all.

"You, you ......" Uncle Wen was so angry that he couldn't speak, if Fu Shizi could take a fancy to Sister Qing, he would definitely pack it up and send it to Fu Shizi overnight!

Third Master Wen's expression obviously also stimulated Second Master Wen.

Second Master Wen has always disliked this stubborn and old-fashioned younger brother, relying on his own talent to learn well, he looks down on their style in officialdom. It's just that this pedantic and rigid younger brother is the most loved by his father and mother, and he also married a noble princess, and now the only sick daughter can even marry into the Guogong Mansion.

In the end, he has worked hard for more than ten years, and he is not as good as such a younger brother who eats women's food.

"The third brother is determined not to let the Wen Mansion go any further?! Have you forgotten how your father couldn't die?! ”

Wen Sanye's mouth opened. The father was angry with the nobles, humiliated and oppressed by those people, and finally left early in anger and hurt his body.

Seeing this scene, the eldest lady was so jealous that her eyes were red, the handkerchief in her hand was torn to folds, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What to marry, Jing'an to marry, can't you let Princess Tiange be a concubine!" ”

……

The tense and oppressive atmosphere collapsed instantly, and everyone was stunned.

After a long time, the old lady who seemed to have lost her breath slowly said, "I don't have this life in Wenfu......"

When Wen Sanye heard this, he seemed to be relieved, but he was a little lost, and he returned to his courtyard without giving up.

It didn't take long for the others to leave one after another, all with complicated expressions, but the eldest lady stayed in the study, and she didn't know what to say to the old lady, anyway, she was very happy when she came out, and went directly to Wen Jinqing's room.

Another four days passed.

Wen Wan opened her eyes and found that she was worried and tired, obviously tired and leaned on the head of the bed and fell asleep, but she was still holding a bowl of soup and medicine in her hand, her eyes were full of bruises, her brows were furrowed, and she was not stable in her sleep.

"Mother." A hoarse and broken voice squeezed out of his throat.

Even though the voice was like a cat's meow, Princess Jiarou opened her eyes suddenly, and her blood-colored eyes breathed a sigh of relief when she saw those black eyes.

"You still know that when you wake up, my mother thought you were going to die."

said a bad scolding in his mouth, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all.

"Qiu Han, please ask the doctor, Wan'er is awake!"

I saw a bang outside the room, as if the dishes had fallen to the ground, and I heard Qiu Han's hurried footsteps and shouts, "Imperial Doctor Wang, Imperial Doctor Li, hurry up, Miss is awake!" ”

After a quarter of an hour, the door was pushed open with a bang, and the two serious doctors trotted in, and they were relieved to finally save their lives.

Thinking of Fu Shizi's threat and warning, he hurriedly explained carefully, "Princess, the county lord is fine, but he hasn't eaten for many days, and his body is a little weak. ”

"Thank you, Academician Wang." Princess Jiarou thanked her again and again.

Wen Wan blinked, her head was still very dizzy, and before Princess Jiarou could ask anything, she fell asleep again.

By the time she woke up, it was already the middle of the night.

Xu had slept for a long time, Wen Wan felt that there was something wrong with her eyesight, she actually saw a man in her room, and it was a foreign man!

The man's eyes in the darkness were as burning as wolves, staring at his prey tightly, revealing the ruthlessness of bloodthirsty possession, and Wen Wan felt as if he was a little white rabbit stared at by a wild beast, only to be slaughtered.