Shang Sang was woken up by the sound of a noisy argument outside the house.

She had been dizzy from sleep, but when she woke up, she felt even more dry.

I wanted to call for a voice, but when the words came to my mouth, there was only a series of coughing sounds.

"You cunning little girl, who are you scaring about, even if Nan Feng is here today, this reason can't be justified." Mo Furong tapped her fingers on the stone table.

looks like he can't see Shang Sang today and vows not to give up.

Hua Lian's eyes couldn't help but look around, afraid that Nan Feng would come out of nowhere.

The two of them kept smacking in their hearts, how to find out what was going on in the inner room.

Shang Sang has been married to the Rong family for more than two years, and there has never been a similar situation in the past few days.

The two really couldn't guess her thoughts, and even suspected that she might not be in the Rong family.

"Reason?" Zhiyi can see clearly, these two people can say black into white today.

Anyway, whoever has a high status can talk nonsense.

"Madame is sick, and it is inconvenient to see guests, but the two aunts have changed their ways to mess around, is this the reason in the aunt's mouth?"

Zhiyi was not stunned at all in the face of the two, but seemed to be talking to his peers.

How did this make the two high-ranking aunts bear it.

"Diao slave who doesn't know how to count." Mo Furong gritted her teeth.

She seems to be easy to get along with on weekdays, but in fact, she cares very much about the attitude of this group of minions towards her.

Rong Yue is not around, and her whole person is as fragile as a porcelain doll.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and suddenly there was a sound of porcelain breaking in the room.

Surprised, he hurriedly turned back.

The other two followed, looking out at the door.

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

Shang Sang pointed to the broken teacup on the ground.

Knowing this, he hurriedly handed her the teapot with him.

It took a few gulps for her to be relieved.

Lightly throating, she let out a hoarse voice, "Who's making noise outside?" ”

Zhiyi looked out, and saw two shadows leaning against the door.

"Call them in." Shang Sang had already guessed seven or eight points.

Zhiyi suspected that the two of them were really noisy, and he was worried that the two of them would be angry and Shang Sang's condition would worsen.

But seeing her cunning eyes, Zhiyi reluctantly called the two in.

The two of them dressed up like parrots, and Shang Sang was dizzy for a while.

Shang Sang in front of him sat on the edge of the bed, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole person had lost weight, but he was still beautiful, but he was as cute and pitiful as a sick Xi Shi.

The two of them were stunned, only when she was seriously ill, she had only been ill for a few days, and even the best doctor in Xunyang City could not cure it.

Could it be an infectious disease?

"I haven't seen the two aunts for many days, and I even miss them, so I came over and let me see them clearly." Shang Sang beckoned, as if death was calling.

The two of them were timid, and neither dared to step forward to approach her.

Shang Sang smiled, the corners of his lips whitening gave people the illusion of being terminally ill.

"What's wrong? I heard that the two aunts are very concerned about me, why don't they want to be close to me? ”

Zhiyi said at the right time, "The two aunts are afraid that they are not worried about being infected by their wife." ”

Hua Lian and Mo Furong shook their heads into rattles, but they still didn't dare to move a step, and even showed signs of retreating.

"Don't be afraid, my illness is indeed not easy to heal, and there is a possibility of infection, but the two aunts care about me very much, and they guard me in front of my hospital every day, and I am deeply moved. She said mournfully, still looking like she was getting along with her.

Seeing that the two of them were not moving like a mountain, they reminded them knowingly.

"Madame told you to come forward."

Shang Sang's expression changed, his eyes seemed to be a cold pool with an undercurrent, and the two tried their best to put on a good face, but they trembled as if they were walking on thin ice.

"I didn't expect my wife to be so sick, but there are many home remedies in my hometown, so I'm going to inquire about it, maybe I can find a good cure for my wife." Hua Lian bowed respectfully and saluted, and then left in a hurry.

Mo Furong watched Hua Lian leave, but her brain turned into a paste, "Husband...... Madame......"

Shang Sang raised an eyebrow at her, beckoning her to come closer.

"Dare to ask why Madame is sick?" Mo Furong's legs seem to be filled with lead.

"This ......" Shang Sang was a little embarrassed.

The appearance of wanting to speak again made Mo Furong even more sure that she was suffering from an incurable disease.

"Madame is sick, I'll come back to visit another day." Saying that, she didn't care about the politeness, and turned around and left directly.

Watching her leave, Shang Sang lay down on the bed dejectedly.

Her appearance hurt Zhiyi's heart.

Hurriedly poured water and fed her medicine.

"I haven't eaten for a day, so let's drink a bowl of porridge madam."

Thinking of that lackluster taste, Shang Sang was not very interested.

"Let's change it to vegetable porridge."

Zhiyi was overjoyed, and happily walked towards the room.

The room was quiet again.

Shang Sang thought of Fang Cai's scene, she was just infected with the wind and cold now, and these aunts couldn't wait to show their fox tails.

If she really has a good one, I'm afraid there will be 8 troubles in this backyard.

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Xihe-in.

Zi Ning sent a pile of materials to Rong Jinghao.

"That woman's name is Qiu Yue, and she is the only daughter of General Zhongwu."

General Chungmu?

Rong Jinghao smacked his heart for a while, and then asked with his eyebrows, "General Zhongwu's family all died on the battlefield, and none of them survived, but what went wrong?" ”

"Slaves are very strange, too." Zining was also confused. "People have similarities and similarities, maybe they are just born like."

How boring it would be if everything could be concluded by coincidence.

Rong Jinghao smiled, "Not necessarily ......"

Zi Ning was stunned, "What does the young master mean, that woman is Qiu Yue?" But how did she come back from the dead? ”

"It has nothing to do with the lord of Shang County."

Rong Jing's hazy answer shocked Zining.

In Yongding City, the Son of Heaven is doing such things under his nose, should she be said to be ignorant or fearless?

Zi Ning thought about it and felt that it was impossible, he shook his head, "Although the county lord of Shang is not an ordinary woman, in the end, he is a chess piece cultivated by that person, so he will not fight against him." ”

Rong Jinghao didn't care.

She's so capable.

She was playing with fire from the beginning, how could she not have imagined that one day she would be able to burn herself.

But he still insisted on doing it, either leaving a back move, or having no fear.

Judging from today's situation, it is more likely to stay behind.

It's just that...... Is she there to protect herself? It is not known whether there was some other purpose.

He waved away the distracting thoughts in his heart and told Zining to get some tea leaves and brew them.

Unexpectedly, not long after Zining left, it was Wanniang who came.

"I haven't seen Young Master Jing for many days, but I have lost a lot of weight, the slave maid will boil some nourishing soup for a while, and Young Master Jing will drink a few more bowls." As soon as Wan Niang spoke, the tone was so tempting.

Rong Jinghao listened to the tingling of his scalp.

He remembered that he had instructed Zining before not to allow Wanniang to take a step close to his bedroom, but he had only been away for a few days, and someone would leave the tea cool.

"What are you doing?" Rong Jinghao took a few steps back vigilantly.