Mrs. Rong lay on the couch and cried into tears.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Su Jiu, her tearful eyes were full of resentment, "I knew you would harm my son, I should have strangled you two months ago!" ”

Su Jiu was silent.

She still remembers how considerate and gentle Mrs. Rong was when she came to propose marriage.

Sure enough, people are fickle.

Seeing that she was absent-minded and had no sincerity to apologize, Mrs. Rong suddenly distorted her face with hatred, "Come on, call me!" ”

The two grandmothers took the rattan that was specially used to whip the maidservant, and greeted Su Jiu viciously!

Mrs. Rong hugged Rong Zheng tightly, tears kept falling, "Su Jiu, if Zheng'er can't wake up tonight, you can wait for the funeral!" ”

The face is like gold paper, and it is very difficult to breathe.

Su Jiu couldn't dodge, he was beaten dozens of rattans, and his skirt was torn apart, but the rattan was specially made in the courtyard of the deep house, which would not hurt people's bones, nor would the skin and flesh be bloody, but it hurt people badly.

She curled up in the corner of the wall in a cold sweat, and was fiercely threatened by Mrs. Rong, "If it weren't for Zheng'er calling your name in a coma, I would have sent you back to the West with a bowl of poisonous wine!" You take good care of Zheng'er for me, he is dead, you will be buried with him! ”

She took the house full of maids and maids, and left angrily.

Su Jiu touched the rattan bruise on his arm.

Frowning at the bed, the man was still unconscious.

She endured the pain of the whipping and moved to the couch and called a few signs, but the other party's brows were tightly locked, and fine sweat continued to flow from his forehead, and there was no sign of awakening at all.

Su Jiu didn't want to give him a funeral.

The delicate little face was wrinkled, and she saw that Rong Zheng's high fever couldn't go away, so she had to be a dead horse doctor and help him reduce the fever according to a few local methods in her memory.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Rong came over crying again.

Her baby son is still not awake, and even under Su Jiu's series of tosses, his breathing is getting weaker and weaker.

And on his fair forehead, there are also a few thin potato chips!

She gritted her teeth, "Su Jiu, what did you do to Zheng'er?!" No matter how hungry you are, you shouldn't bake potato chips with your forehead! ”

Su Jiu's cheeks flushed.

She grabbed the skirt and tried to explain, "Sticking potato chips on the forehead of a person with a high fever, and when the potatoes are warm, then sticking them on a different side is a local method used in some places to reduce fever." I don't know if it works, but it's always good to give it a try. ”

"Shut up! You're just tossing and turning! Mrs. Rong was furious, "Come on, drag her to the yard and kill her with a cane!" ”

Several grandmothers with big shoulders and round waists were about to make a move, and Rong Zheng suddenly called "Niang" weakly.

Mrs. Rong was excited, and hurriedly turned to him, "Zheng'er! ”

The man held the handmaid's hand and barely sat up, still struggling to breathe, "Don't move her." ”

Mrs. Rong took the handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat for him with pity, "She hurt you like this, what are you still protecting her for?" ”

Rong Zheng looked at Su Jiu.

The girl's dress was torn and embarrassed, and she was about beaten by his mother.

Standing there, he looked stubborn and cold, like a green lotus.

That's exactly what he admires.

He smiled rarely, "Mother, I like her." ”

There was silence in the dormitory.

Mrs. Rong couldn't believe it, "Zheng'er ......"

"I want her to stay."

The man's voice was hoarse but firm.

Mrs. Rong tugged at the veil, "You like it, but my mother doesn't bother to obstruct it." It's just Su wine, if Zheng'er is out of the pool again, I'll ask you! ”

The house doctor prescribed some medicine to nourish the body, and Mrs. Rong really didn't want to see Su Jiu, so she waved her hand and sent her to decoction medicine for Rong.

Su wine was not happy.

She raised her sleeves and wiped her little face, and sat down at the table by herself, "Mrs. Rong asked me to decoction medicine, so I am not afraid that I will poison the decoction and send Gongzi Rong back to heaven?" ”

Mrs. Rong didn't laugh angrily, "Zheng'er is dead, you Su wine to accompany the funeral, how simple is it?" ”

Su Jiu took a sip of tea, "I'm not going." ”

"You-"

"Mother!" Rong Zheng struggled to hold Mrs. Rong, "You all go out, I want to talk to her." ”

Madame Rong couldn't resist him, so she had to leave with the servants.

The dormitory is secluded.

Rong Zheng sat on the pillow and calmly looked at the injuries on Su Jiu's body, "There is medicine in the cupboard." ”

Su Jiu lowered his eyebrows and did not answer.

Rong Zheng's voice was gentle, "Sister Su, I really don't know about the fall of the Lu Guo Mansion. I missed the wedding due to illness, and I was already guilty. For more than two months, I have been groggy all day and I don't know what day it is, and I can't take care of you, I'm sorry. ”

The early summer sun shone through the flower window, blurring the side of his face.

Su Jiu snapped his fingers, just wanting to retreat from the Rong family.

She said lightly: "The dispute between the families is the most normal in Chang'an City. My father fell because he wasn't smart enough, because he couldn't fight you. But why do you hide it from me and refuse to generously admit that your Rong family is the driving force behind it? ”

"Sister Su, you are the woman I like, the wife I recognize! How could I, how could I attack Lu Guogong?! ”

The man was so emotional that he couldn't help coughing violently.

Su wine was indifferent.

No matter how he acts, she doesn't believe him.

However, the girl's little face was timid, "Rong Zheng, my heart is too messy." You let me go, and my mother is still waiting for me to go back to the house to take care of me. ”

The hands that were placed on the satin quilt tightened silently.

He is young but he can already turn his hands into clouds and rain in the court, how can he not see through Su Jiu's careful thoughts?

He also smiled, "If you believe me." On my aunt's side, I will order someone to take care of it, and as for the elixir that my aunt will use, I will also send someone to buy it together. Your relatives are my relatives, you can rest assured. ”

Su Jiu secretly gritted his teeth.

Rong Zheng is to detain her in the Rong Mansion......

Rong Zheng coughed weakly a few times, "The fever hasn't completely subsided, and I always feel that I don't have much appetite." Sister Su is good at cooking, I don't know if I have the honor to try the fish fillet porridge made by Sister Su? ”

Su Jiu refused in his heart.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Rong Zheng said worriedly: "The Guogong Mansion is empty, and there is not even a nursing home. My aunt was left there alone, and I didn't know if it was safe...... Sister Su, why don't I send someone to take my aunt to Rongfu? ”

Sue smelled of threat.

She stared at Rong Zheng, "My mother has a maidservant to take care of her, and she is very safe." Rong Gongzi wants to drink fish fillet porridge, I'll make it for you. ”

She left the dormitory with a calm face.

Rong Zheng was still sitting in the early summer sun.

A few strands of long black hair hung down from the corners of his forehead, lining the man's face like jade, gentle and handsome.

He watched Su Jiu's skirt disappear outside the door, and his thin lips slowly curled in a triumphant curvature.

When he tasted the fish fillet porridge made by Su wine, Rong Zheng suddenly understood why Xiao Tingchen refused to let go.

Aside from anything else, Su Jiu's cooking skills are also too good, and the simple fish fillet porridge is smooth and soft and glutinous, and melts in the mouth, which is a delicacy that he has never tasted.

If you can keep her by your side for the rest of your life......

The man's dark eyes were full of desire.