When Bai Lianhua heard this, she was extremely proud, she couldn't hide the smile in her heart, and bent her eyebrows.

As long as she thought that Bai Yueling was also suffering the same pain as herself, she felt that her heart was not so unbalanced, and the flesh and skin on her arm that were scratched were not so painful.

However, Bai Lianhua can't make Bai Yueling feel better, since the little slut wants to ask for a doctor, then she will be "kind" to help her.

Thinking about it, looking up at the maid in front of her, Bai Lianhua instructed: "If that little slut wants to go out tomorrow, you must keep an eye on it, even if she doesn't go out and finds someone else to go out to ask for a doctor, you have to make sure that the doctor listens to Miss Ben, understand?" ”

The so-called guarantee that the doctor must listen to the second lady actually means to buy the doctor with money.

How could the maid not understand, nodded busily, and agreed: "Yes, Second Miss, the slave knows." ”

The night passed quickly.

The next day, Bai Yueling got up early in the morning, and while Prime Minister Bai He was having breakfast in the front hall, and had not yet gone to the court, he showed him the wounds on his hands.

When Bai He saw it, he frowned instantly, and asked rhetorically, "Ling'er, what's wrong with your hand?" ”

Bai Yueling shook her head in distress and replied, "Dad, does my daughter know what happened to her hand?" I don't know if I came across something poisonous, but it rotted and itched. ”

Bai He couldn't bear to look at the bloody palm, only to make him feel his stomach churning, and he was about to vomit out the breakfast he had eaten.

Frowning, he instructed the housekeeper with a serious expression, and said, "Hurry up and send someone to ask for a doctor for the eldest lady!" ”

After that, he turned his head and glanced at the eldest daughter standing beside him, sighed, and reproached slightly: "Ling'er, it's not your father who said you, how can you be so careless?" The first day of next month is the wedding day, if your hands are not good at that time, how should my father explain to Prince Su? ”

What else do you need to explain?

Everyone has been harmed by conspiracy and intrigue to announce that she is unconscious, and she needs to give marriage to Chongxi, how can she account for it, is her hand rotten?

Although she thought so in her heart, on the surface, Bai Yueling still maintained a cowardly appearance, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, Dad, it's my daughter who didn't pay attention, and please don't be angry." ”

Bai He listened to the eldest daughter's weak tone, looked up at her, and finally couldn't help it, and sighed again.

He said helplessly: "Ling'er, you must know that this marriage is a holy decree, and my father has no right to refuse, no matter what, before you successfully marry into the Su Palace, you must be well, if you are mistaken by the Holy Lord for not complying with our Prime Minister's Mansion's decree, the consequences will be unimaginable, do you understand?" ”

Bai Yueling listened to Bai He's words, and only felt that her heart was cold.

The corners of her mouth hooked up a mocking smile full of disdain, but in an instant, it dissipated.

What Bai He cares about is not whether her hands can be good at all, but whether his father's life can be saved?

Obviously, for the sake of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, in order not to be killed, Bai He didn't mind sacrificing Bai Yueling.

Even if Bai Yueling is his biological daughter, even if King Su's Mansion claims to the outside world that King Su Ye Moyan is unconscious, even if this marriage is just for Chongxi, he will be merciless and push her into the fire pit without the slightest regret or distress.