Hearing the news of Jia Huan's death, Lin Daiyu fell backwards, but fortunately, Zijuan and Snow Goose were by her side, and hurriedly supported Lin Daiyu to prevent her from falling to the ground.

They were busy calling a few little girls and sending Lin Daiyu to the bed.

Then he hurriedly sent someone to inform Jia's mother of the news.

Not long after, Lin Daiyu woke up quietly, and did not shed tears, but her face was pale, and her plain and clear eyes seemed to have become a pool of stagnant water at this time.

Seeing that Lin Daiyu didn't cry or make trouble, Zijuan and Xue Yan were even more frightened.

The so-called mourning is greater than heart death, Lin Daiyu is in this situation, I am afraid that it will be inconvenient.

They couldn't help crying and persuaded: "Miss, you feel uncomfortable, just cry." Besides, Ji people have their own natural appearance, and the three masters are blessed with great lives, so they may not be able to survive. ”

"If the third master comes back safely and sees the situation like this for the young lady, how can you make the third master not feel heartache?"

It's just that no matter how the two girls persuade her, Lin Daiyu always doesn't say a word.

After a while, Mother Jia walked in with a group of maids and women.

When Mother Jia saw Lin Daiyu's situation, she couldn't help but hug her and cried: "My son, now that Brother Huan'er doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, if you have three long and two short, which one can the old woman count on?" ”

"I know that you are close to Brother Huan'er, why did I cry bitterly when I heard the letter that Brother Huan'er was killed, that is, the old woman. Pity his little man, he is so blessed. ”

"Yu'er, you feel sad, just cry out. Cry out the grief that is stuck in your heart, sleep well, and wake up. ”

Lin Daiyu suddenly coughed, and the little girl was busy stepping forward to serve.

The next moment, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and Jia Mu and the others were even more panicked.

Mother Jia hurriedly ordered someone to ask for a royal doctor, and it took a lot of trouble before it was settled.

After the royal doctor was invited, after some diagnosis, he prescribed a prescription.

In other words, Miss Fushang was angry, although she prescribed a prescription, but if she couldn't solve it, it was useless to just take medicine.

Heart disease also requires heart medicine.

And then, we can't let it be overly sad, sad, hurt the liver too much, and worry hurt the kidneys.

If you are depressed for a long time, because you are already weak, you are afraid that your body will collapse soon.

Sending away the royal doctor, Jia's mother was also extremely helpless.

She knew that heart disease also required heart medicine, but Yu'er's heart disease was because of Brother Huan'er's death.

People can't be resurrected after death, where can we find this heart medicine?

Unless......

Jia Mu suddenly thought that maybe she could match the two jades, and someone would explain it, and I was afraid that it would be good to take it slowly.

Her own mother-in-law fried the medicine and sent it up, and Mother Jia even coaxed Lin Daiyu to drink the medicinal soup, and after she fell asleep, Mother Jia told her again and again before leaving.

Jia Huan died in a mountain fire, and almost no one in the entire Jia family's east and west mansions did not grieve in grief.

Like the girls or Jia's mother, Jia Zheng and others, needless to say, they are born with blood and family, how can they not be sad?

And those subordinates are sad because the third master of Huan is the pillar of the Jia family.

Once the third master dies, the Jia family is afraid that it will decline. As soon as the Jia family declines, will they still have a good life?

Mrs. Wang was the only one, and her joy was about to crack, and the happy smile on her face was difficult to hide.

She hurriedly entered the Buddhist hall, knelt down to burn incense and worshipped: "The great mercy and compassion of Guanyin Bodhisattva, what the believer asks for every day has been fulfilled. The believer will keep her promise and will reshape the golden body of the Bodhisattva in the future. ”

After the worship, Mrs. Wang got up and thought about it.

That sinister has been buried in the fire, but he has made a great contribution after all.

This credit will naturally fall to the Jia family.

On the other side of Dongfu, as soon as that villain dies, there will be no one.

How can I think of a way to let Baoyu inherit the title of Dongfu and the entire Ningguo Mansion.

Even the credit for that evil man can go to Baoyu.

With these, Baoyu I can be free of worries.

In this matter, not only the old lady must come forward, but also the palace lady must also make a contribution.

In the past two days, I have to enter the palace once to talk to my mother, so that this matter can be settled.

By the way, there was another extremely important thing that I almost forgot.

That scumbag is also a capable person, and in the past few years, with the business of perfume and four-wheeled carriage, I don't know how much money he has made.

Now that the sinister is dead, this wealth must fall to Baoyu's head, and it must not fall into the hands of others.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang hurriedly sent someone to call Wang Xifeng.

After a while, Wang Xifeng rushed over, and Mrs. Wang saw that Wang Xifeng's eyes were slightly red, and it was obvious that she had cried, so she couldn't help sneering a few times.

Wang Xifeng really cried, just for Jia Huan.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang Xifeng really likes Jia Huan.

Jia Huan lost her face several times, Wang Xifeng really wanted Jia Huan to die.

However, after she really heard the news of Jia Huan's death, Wang Xifeng became uneasy again.

Although Jia Huan is very annoying and has lost her face several times, this Jia family patriarch is really capable, not only to lose her face, but also to lose his wife's face.

As long as she is there, my wife will not be able to turn up the sky.

When the time comes, it will be easier for them to attack the lord in the big house.

With Jia Huan's death, there will be no one to control his wife anymore.

And my father-in-law is also very sick now, and I am afraid that their big house will be more and more difficult in the future.

Wang Xifeng's crying is not so much heartache as Jia Huan's death, but rather that she is hurting herself.

Entering Mrs. Wang's house, Wang Xifeng hurriedly cleaned up her mood and asked, "Mrs. called me over, I don't know what to order?" ”

Mrs. Wang said: "Feng girl, now that Brother Huan'er of the East Mansion has been buried in the sea of fire, there are those subordinates in the East Mansion who will not take the opportunity to steal the property of the master's family. ”

"These are all the property of my Jia family, and they must not be embezzled by that minion. You take someone to take care of everything in Dongfu. After Brother Huan'er's funeral, he was returned to the official. ”

"There are also two businesses of Brother Huan'er, I heard that the four-wheeled carriage is in charge of Brother Yun'er, you ask him to hand over this business. There is also a perfume business, and when the time comes, I will also hand over to Aunt Xue. ”

(Aunt Xue should be Wang Xifeng's aunt, but Wang Xifeng seems to have been calling her aunt all the time in the Red Mansion)

Hearing this, Wang Xifeng sneered in his heart.

is using me as a gun again, and now that Brother Huan'er's bones are not cold, she wants to rob the property of Dongfu first.

And still let me do it, the notoriety made me carry it, she is still the wife of the great good man who eats fasting and recites Buddha!

However, since this matter has passed through my hands, I must also share a few thousand pieces of silver.

Thinking of this, Wang Xifeng hurriedly said: "Yes, madam, I will lead Wang'er over and let him watch." ”

Mrs. Wang nodded and said, "Well, you go, let Wang'er definitely watch it, whoever dares to stretch out your hand will let people beat you out." (End of chapter)