The thick snow covered everything, and the sky and the earth were white.

Only the snow on the ground and the wind that blew knew that Qingwen and Jia Hui had been here.

Jia Zheng couldn't see why, he couldn't find the murderer, and his unlucky son could only admit that he was unlucky.

"Forget it, let's go back." He straightened up and walked back.

……

Qingwen knew that when Jia Zheng came to the garden to check the scene, he was in the house looking at the two frost flowers left on the branches.

She also has arrangements for these two flowers, one wants to stay to see how long it can last on the branch, and the other wants to take it to the imperial physician to study the medicinal properties of this flower.

This flower is not only useful for Baochai, if it is also medicinal for others, she can also plant a few more.

The pearl grass and the frost flower are all fairy grasses in the world.

If she can meet a few people who are willing to spend a lot of money to buy, she and Daiyu can live a beautiful life in the second half of their lives with only these flowers and plants.

"Jia Huan isn't lying there? What did you see? Qingwen raised her head and looked at the ghostly Jia Hui.

After knocking Jia Huan unconscious, the two of them turned back, and Xiaohong, Mama Zheng and others felt strange.

Qingwen only said that the snow on the road was too thick and it was difficult to walk, and she would go to Wuyuan later, and several people would not say anything more, and each went to do their own work.

It's just that Jia Hui has a ghost in her heart, and she is restlessly dangling back and forth in front of Qingwen's eyes.

As soon as the snow stopped, she immediately went out, hiding in the distance and watching Jia Zheng come over to investigate.

"No, the third master of Huan doesn't know where he went? There were a lot of footprints in the snow, probably someone who passed by and dragged him away. The old man couldn't see anything, our footprints had long been covered by snow. Jia Hui whispered.

"That's good."

More is better than less, and if she could, Qingwen didn't want to get into trouble.

From the moment she returned to Tubi Villa, she realized that she was impulsive, but she was actually provoked by Jia Huan, and she did something radical in a fit of anger.

However, since the thing has been done, it is useless to regret it, so let's think about how to deal with it.

Just now, although her eyes were staring at the frost flower, she had already prepared her words in her heart.

If Jia Huan wakes up, he may or may not identify himself.

If you don't identify it, it's the best thing to do, and the matter passed quietly.

But Jia Huan is not a fool, she should still be able to say it.

There's nothing to be afraid of, just say that Jia Huan held a grudge because she designed her master to scold him, and deliberately framed her.

Anyway, no one saw her attack on Jia Huan, and even if the snow didn't completely cover her and Jia Hui's footprints, she could completely say that she happened to pass there.

couldn't prevaricate, so she made a lot of noise and alarmed Jia Mu to relieve herself.

With Qingwen's understanding of Jia's mother, this old grandmother really puts a heart of compassion on Baoyu, and she really doesn't have much love for Jia Huan, the grandson born by the concubine.

And she still has to rely on herself, and she will inevitably find ways to protect herself.

Thinking that there was likely to be a tough battle to fight next, Lin Qingwen took the chestnut flour steamed cake and stuffed a large piece into her mouth fiercely.

The cake was a little cold, and she couldn't take care of it.

It's good to be cool, just so that she can be sober and smooth out her own thoughts, so as not to expose flaws when she fights with others.

……

Lin Qingwen made up her mind to fight against the water, but no one came to inquire about her for a long time.

In Aunt Zhao's house, the imperial doctor sent by Mrs. Wang has not yet come.

Although the imperial doctor was afraid of the prestige of the Jia family and wanted to go to Jiafu as soon as possible, because the road was slippery in the snow, the carriage did not dare to go too fast, and there was no way to do it no matter how anxious he was.

The Jia family was born rich and prosperous, how could there ever be a case of being frozen and unconscious? So, the room full of people has no experience in treating frostbite.

Mrs. Wang, Wang Xifeng and other masters who spoke well didn't pay attention, everyone just stared, Ren Jiahuan was lying on the kang, and no one stepped forward to help.

Only Aunt Zhao sat beside Jia Huan alone, covering her mouth with a handkerchief in one hand, crying mournfully.

The imperial doctor entered the house with Jia Zheng, and half an hour had passed since Jia Huan was dragged back to the house.

Seeing the third young master on the kang who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the imperial doctor didn't care about greeting the Jia family, and hurriedly went to the kang to open the quilt and check his pulse.

"Quick! Hurry up and boil hot water, mix it with warm water, add salt and ginger, and bathe the third master. A moment later, the Imperial Physician shouted while undressing Jia Huan.

The maids and servants in the house were so frightened that they scattered and dodged, only the two sisters, Caiyun and Caixia, hurriedly went to order the water room to boil water.

"Imperial Doctor, is my son okay?" Aunt Zhao looked at the imperial doctor with admiration.

The imperial doctor nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "The pulse is weak, the body temperature is seriously lower than that of a normal person, and it is possible to wake up when you wake up, but it is just ......"

The imperial doctor shook his head and didn't speak, but Aunt Zhao was in a hurry, grabbed the sleeve of the imperial doctor, and said hurriedly: "Just what?" Doctor, tell me quickly! ”

"It's been delayed for too long, I'm afraid it hurts my brain, and old decay can keep him alive, but I don't know how he ...... Might be mentally normal? The Imperial Doctor pulled back his sleeve and turned around to look at Jia Huan's eyelids again.

When a person dies, his pupils are dilated, and he wants to see how dilated his pupils are.

"What does the Imperial Doctor mean is that even if my son wakes up, he may be a fool?"

Aunt Zhao panicked all of a sudden, sat on the ground again with a "poof", and howled at the top of her throat, "My son, why is my mother so miserable, someone sincerely wants the lives of our mothers......"

"What are you talking about! Who wants your life? ”

Mrs. Wang's eyes were fierce, and she scolded sharply, "If your son has an accident, don't pull my son indiscriminately." I don't want your identity, what is your son's identity, dare to bite Yu'er indiscriminately?

If you want to see your brother Huan get better, just shut your mouth and stay honest. Otherwise, let people tie you up and lock you up in the firewood room, and I don't think anyone would dare to take care of him? ”

Aunt Zhao lost her voice instantly, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

Although she was favored by Jia Zheng, she would never dare to spill repeatedly in front of Mrs. Wang.

Although Jia Zheng has not stayed overnight in Mrs. Wang's room for many years, he has always retained the dignity of his wife for her.

There is no other reason, because Mrs. Wang is the daughter of the Wang family and the sister of Prince Teng, the governor of the nine provinces.

The Jia family gradually declined, and he was the only one in the Hefu who held a five-grade idle position.

But Wang Ziteng's official position is getting bigger and bigger, and sometimes, Jia Zheng has to rely on the support of this uncle, how dare he treat his sister badly?

No, Mrs. Wang scolded Aunt Zhao in front of Jia Zheng, and he never opened his mouth to help Aunt Zhao speak.

Aunt Zhao hated it, and she couldn't wait to tear up this woman who pressed her breathlessly.

But what's the use of hate? Who made her come from a humble background? Even if he gave birth to a son and raised an aunt, his status was not high.

In the Jia family, she is still a slave, and she has to wait carefully for Mrs. Wang.

was carrying Jia Huan's head over and turned it over, and the imperial doctor who was flipping over to check it suddenly stopped.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he looked left and right at Mrs. Wang and Aunt Zhao, and finally closed his mouth and did not speak.