Chapter 21: A Little Woman Who Holds a Grudge

Whether it is or not, he wants to keep her by his side for the rest of her life! That's the woman of his palace courtier!

Just when the people of the palace family were privately speculating whether the eldest lady of the Lin family would be disposed of like the previous brides, the palace ministers woke up and issued a more confusing rule through the housekeeper:

There is no more Miss Lin in the harem family......

Everyone speculated that that Miss Lin was really going to be disposed of. Baidu search txtjia .com housekeeper Gong Ou looked at the maid who was talking about it with an expressionless face, cleared his throat and continued:

After that, there was only Mrs. Gong.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone who was originally talking about it shut up and lowered their heads. Baidu search (txt home/\small/\say/\net.)

Gong Shao decides things, and never likes others to point fingers!

"Only, Mrs. Gong?" Jiang Qiao'er, who heard the news, almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Aunt Zhen's face! Jiang Qiaoer, who endured it all morning and decided to ignore the palace family, instantly broke his work.

What the hell does this pervert want to do!

"Yes! Gong Shao issued an order early in the morning, and if there is no Miss Lin in the palace family in the future, Mrs. Gong will be left. Aunt Zhen put down the plate in her hand and opened the curtain for Jiang Qiao'er.

"Madam, are you well?" Aunt Zhen glanced at Jiang Qiao'er's snow-white arm, which was blue, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"Huh? Oh...... No. "Jiang Qiao'er hasn't accepted the title of 'Mrs. Gong' for a while. Stunned, he stretched out his finger and poked the bruise on his knee, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Sorry...... Hurt! "It hurts!

That pervert actually threw her down the stairs! If it weren't for her fate, she would have died a long time ago!

Now regret it! Do you want to use a trumped-up palace wife to tempt yourself to let him go?

Don't!

Palace pervert! Our beams are in full swing!

"Shall I go and ask my wife to ask Dr. Shen to take a look?" Aunt Zhen looked at Jiang Qiao'er, who was grinning in pain, and made a kind proposal.

"No, no, no." Jiang Qiao'er waved her hand and refused Aunt Zhen's kindness to ask for a doctor.

She wasn't that delicate, although she was thrown down the stairs, but after all, the stairs were not high, and there was a cashmere blanket on them, so the bones were fine, but they were bruised, and they would be fine in a few days.

Ay? Wait a minute!

Dr. Shen?

The woman?

Jiang Qiao remembered in hindsight that the palace ministers seemed to have told her last night that the woman's name was Shen Fujun, and she was the palace family's royal doctor!

"You mean that Shen Fujun?" Jiang Qiao'er asked anxiously.

Aunt Zhen nodded puzzled. Does my wife know Dr. Shen? However, she didn't talk much. He simply nodded.

"Look! You help me get her, my knee hurts so much. Jiang Qiao'er covered her knees with a delicate face, and a different light flashed in her eyes.

"Oh, good." Aunt Zhen put down the clothes in her hand. "This is for my wife." After saying a few words, I went to invite Shen Fujun.

She must meet that woman!

I sleep very shallow on weekdays, why was I tossed and turned by the palace ministers last night until I finally woke up! Maybe it has something to do with her!

Jiang Qiaoer had just dressed and was standing in front of the small single bed folding the quilt when Shen Fujun came in from outside the door.

The sun shone on Jiang Qiao'er's side face, her eyelashes cast an oval shadow under her eyelids, and she was wearing a rose-colored round-neck dress