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The carriage of the Song family was moving fast, and the old lady Song was full of worries about the house, and kept urging the people who drove the car to hurry up, and in a panic, no one noticed that the two "subordinates" of the Song family were not following them.

When the carriage was far away, the two "subordinates" of the Song family, who had been thrown away from afar, took the reins and stopped.

When I looked up, there was still a little panic on my face.

"This old lady is really ruthless."

Obviously, they are all blood relatives, and Shen Qingwu is her own grandson, but knowing that he has broken his leg, Mrs. Song doesn't even have the slightest idea of care.

When Xia Lan asked them to come before, they still felt that it was too much.

But now I understand Shen Junjiu's intentions, and it is the first time I know that there are really such ruthless and selfish people in this world.

The two of them rode to a halt in place, looking at the carriage that had disappeared at the end, their faces full of emotion.

In the morning, Xia Lan sent a message and asked them to wait at the city gate early today, and go out of the city with the Song family's carriage.

only stayed at the foot of the Miaofa Temple Mountain, and told Mrs. Song what he said.

"You say, the people of the Song family were really arrested?"

"I should have been arrested, since Miss Shen San had asked Xia Lan to send a message early and let us stay here, it should be a certainty that this matter should be settled."

The man who spoke before pursed his lips: "Miss Shen wants to test this old lady?" ”

The other man said: "It may not be a temptation, I'm afraid I want Shen Gongzi to break his mind and stop being merciful." ”

Both were silent at the same time.

After a moment, one of them said:

"I still thought that Miss Shen San's methods were too ruthless, but now I look at it, it's just a report and a report."

The other man nodded in agreement: "It's not, it's a pity for Shen Gongzi." ”

They were ordered to follow Fan Xi to stay in the Miaofa Temple, and during this time they watched the changes in Shen Qingwu with their own eyes.

Looking at the young man who was as warm as jade in the Zhilan jade tree, his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a gloomy color, and he never showed a smile on his face, silently enduring the pain of taking medicine day after day after day after breaking his leg.

Except for the first few days when I was unconscious, I couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Later, after learning that Shen Junjiu had returned to the capital and knew about the transaction between her and Yan Wuge.

Shen Qingwu never screamed in pain again.

His legs were broken, and he was in bed every day, and every time he took medicine, he had to face the bloody and ugly broken legs.

With such a heart, if it weren't for the accidental broken leg, it would definitely be a hidden dragon and a bright future.

It's a pity.

But it was destroyed in the hands of the Song family.

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When the two returned to the Miaofa Temple, they avoided the people of King Yu and the crown prince and found Fan Xi.

Fan Xi was wearing a navy blue shirt, dressed as a literati, his eyebrows and eyes were not as sharp as Han Rin's, but he looked like a scholar from a distance.

Listening to the two of them reply, Fan Xi said that he knew, and then turned around and returned to the meditation room behind him.

In the room, Imperial Doctor Chen was administering medicine to Shen Qingwu, and after lifting the gauze, the broken part after being cut from the thigh down was not very neat.

The newly grown flesh had not yet covered the wound, and the severed bones were shallow and white.

Even though half a month has passed, the wound is still hideous and scary.

Shen Qingwu's face was pale and sickly, and he couldn't support his clothes in just half a month.

His shoulders were a little empty, and his exposed hands were even more bruised.

The originally handsome appearance has not diminished at all, and the somewhat sick and pale face has more perseverance and indifference, and the eyebrows and eyes are no longer spring.

It's like the white jade is impregnated with ink, and it is no longer warm and pure white.