Chapter 330: Anger

"Forgiveness?"

Sheng Hong's voice was like the sound of a hammer, Wei Xiaoniang knew that she actually had no choice, sighed in her heart, stretched out a small white jade hand, put it on the pulse pillow, and smiled politely: "That's hard."

Frostfall smiled and put three fingers on it in response, her eyes slightly closed.

Sheng Hong and the others were calm and calm at first, but looking at the frost and a little tense face, their hearts were a little confused.

Especially Sheng Hong, if something happens to Wei Xiaoniang, how can she explain it to the British government?

Frost Fall asked, "Wei Niangzi, your pulse is stagnant, and your qi and blood are blocked, which is a sign of wind and cold entering your body. I wonder if Mrs. Wei has been out in the wind recently, or she has not paid attention to keeping warm in the house, and the charcoal fire has been extinguished at night, so that the cold can be taken advantage of?"

Wei Xiaoniang was about to speak, but she felt that the hem of her clothes was ripped off, and when she looked down, Xiao Minglan looked at her with expectant eyes.

She understood what her daughter meant, and wanted her to take this opportunity to tell her about the deprivation.

She also had a little heart, being a mother is not afraid of suffering herself, she is afraid of wronging her children.

But this heartbeat is like fire in a stone, fleeting.

"The winter sun is warm, maybe it was when I was basking in the sun in the yard a few days ago, my clothes were a little thin, and I suffered from some wind cold." Wei Xiaoniang ignored the dark look in Minglan and lied.

She is self-aware of how high the threshold of the British government is.

She really didn't dare to expect that with the old friendship between her deceased mother and the British duchess, she could protect her, Minglan and the child in her belly for the rest of her life in this mansion.

Maybe life will be better now, but after a long time, this love is divided, and she and her children's life will be even more difficult.

As long as Lin Xiaoniang grasps Sheng Hong's heart for a day, then she will not dare to take the lead and evil Lin Xiaoniang.

"Be careful, then. Later, I will open a prescription, and I will be annoyed that Lord Sheng will send someone to grab the medicine." Frostfall didn't tear her down, but followed her words.

Needless to say, the subordinate who has his own vision brought up the pen and paper.

After Frost Fall finished writing the prescription, Sheng Hong took it and just glanced at it hurriedly, and saw that they were all the names of ordinary medicinal materials, so he handed them to Dong Rong and asked him to arrange for his subordinates to catch the medicine.

After chatting for a while, Wei Niangzi retired on the grounds that she was in poor spirits and a little tired, and only after getting Sheng Hong's promise did she pull Xiao Minglan away, who was still a little reluctant to leave.

It was estimated that the mother and daughter had gone away, and the frost fell before getting up, walking in front of He Tian, kneeling on the ground, and said in a sad voice: "The villain lied and deceived the son, please punish the son!"

He Tian looked down at the frost falling, deliberately not looking at Sheng Hong and Mrs. Wang's expressions, but let the two of them see their gloomy expressions: "Say!"

Although the words were short, He Tian was full of breath in the dantian, and when it was released, it roared like thunder, and it exploded in the ears of everyone in the hall, shaking the tea on the eucalyptus with layers of ripples.

Sheng Hong and Mrs. Wang were stunned!

He Tian has always given them the impression of a knowledgeable and gentle young man, but at this moment they have more truly experienced the majesty of a high-ranking person.

Not to mention that He Tian has no official position now, the name of a quasi-national grandfather is scary enough.

What's more, after going back yesterday, Sheng Hong and Mrs. Wang went through all the news from the capital over the years, and found out everything related to the British Duke and He Tian.

Only then did he discover that He Tian had more than the title of British prince on his head.

He has been favored by the emperor and empress since he was a child, and it is rumored that the queen even had the idea of accepting him as a righteous son, but he was admonished afterwards, and this idea was dispelled.

It is difficult to tell whether this rumor is true or false, but He Tian was given the privilege to enter and leave the palace freely, and there was no need to ask for a decree to face the saint, these are real privileges.

Such a character, even if there is no support from the British government, their Sheng family can't afford to mess with it!

In Sheng Hong's eyes, provoking He Tian is more terrible than provoking the British duke.

The young man is hot-blooded and impulsive, and his heart is cultivated

Raised enough, steady as his parents and sons Changbai have impulsive mistakes.

If He Tian is hot-headed and says a bad word about him in front of the emperor, his future will be broken!

In Sheng Hong's worried gaze, Frost Fall said, "Just now I checked Wei Niangzi's pulse, and her pulse is very bad. Judging from the pulse, this is by no means caused by the cold and cold a few days ago, but the long-term worry, the knot in the heart, and the frequent cold, and the nutrition in the diet can not keep up, so that the mother and the fetus in the womb are very weak. If it continues like this, I am afraid that when the time comes, it will be difficult to cross the ghost gate."

According to He Tian's instructions, the processed words of Frost Fall can be as heavy as they can be, and it is almost said that Wei Niangzi's ending is certain, and she is destined to have two lives.

Frost's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Sheng Hong's heart, and blood flowed all over the ground.

It was like a slap again, making his face crackle, red and swollen.

"How so?!" Sheng Hong was furious, at this time, no matter whether he was really angry about what happened to Wei Xiaoniang, he had to pretend to be like this.

He must not be scarred with the pot of abusing the concubine's room!

He Tian kept his face calm and didn't speak, nor did he raise his head, just staring at the back of Frost's head.

This move made Sheng Hong even more panicked.

He turned around reluctantly and glared at Mrs. Wang, wanting to question how Mrs. Wang presided over the feed.

How does she, the housewife, do things?

He Tian interrupted him suddenly, his voice was neither sad nor joyful, and it was so calm that it was terrifyingly intuitive: "Master Sheng is an honest and honest official, and he has a good reputation in Yangzhou City, and the ministers of the court and the central government have also praised him. Mrs. Sheng is from the Wang family, and her younger generation often reads the articles written by Mrs. Wang, and she can't let go of the volume, and she can't wait to be born a few years early. I once heard my mother mention that Mrs. Sheng was deeply inherited by Mrs. Wang.

Wei Niangzi's matter must not have been deliberately mistreated by the two.

Master Sheng and Mrs. Sheng don't quarrel because of this, if there is a rift and destroys the harmony between the two, then I will no longer have the face to meet the two.

I hit it off at first sight, but if it causes disharmony in his family, I don't have the face to continue to associate with him."

After He Tian finished speaking, he got up and walked out two steps to look at the sky, turned around and saluted, "Lord Sheng, Mrs. Sheng, I still have some other things to do in Yangzhou City, and when I come back later, I will talk to the two elders again."

Sheng Hong wanted to stop He Tian from explaining, but he knew that he hadn't figured out what was going on, and he heard He Tian say that he would come back later, which proved that He Tian would not be angry and move out of Sheng Mansion, so he gritted his teeth and responded.

Watching He Tian leave with the guards and maids, Sheng Hong sat down and didn't say a word.