After the first assistant's wife is reborn

Chapter 187 Wei Daxun Was Assassinated

Surprised, Wei Ziqian turned around and hugged Wei Daxun, who was bleeding profusely from his chest, knelt down, and wrapped Wei Daxun's upper body around his wrist: "Daddy!" Douyin shouted eagerly: "Quick, call the imperial doctor!"

Wei Daxun put his left arm under Wei Daxun's neck, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand to tear off a piece of plain white shirt from the hem of his robe, and hurriedly covered the oozing blood.

Originally, Wei Ziqian wanted to let Chen Rui go, begging the new emperor Chen Xiao to give him a piece of land, let him live in a corner and be a happy king, and his children and grandchildren could enjoy the royal salary and shade.

Thinking of the carelessness just now, I was shocked and shuddered.

The dragon has reversed scales, if you touch it, you will die.
Wei Ziqian gritted his teeth and immediately asked, "Where is Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yuetong, who had long been the secretary of the Ministry of Justice, was shocked and immediately sent someone to the Tai Hospital to call for someone to treat Wei Daxun.

Hearing this, he responded loudly: "The next official is here."

Wei Ziqian's voice was as cold as ice: "Take him to the yamen and interrogate him overnight!"

No matter which one of the black information about Chen Rui in his hands is enough for him to eat a pot.

"Yes!" Jiang Yuetong waved to his subordinates who were still busy just now, but were stunned by the sudden change in front of them.

Who cares who you are?
Immediately, Chen Rui, who was violent, mad, and eccentric, was taken away, turned out of the palace, and headed to the Ministry of Punishment.

In this way, it also acts as a deterrent, killing chickens to warn monkeys, and telling those remaining evils not to move around.

Doctor Fan, who came in a hurry, saw Wei Daxun lying in Wei Ziqian's arms, whose chest was still oozing blood, and hurriedly squatted down to stop the bleeding.

Rao is Yuyi Fan who is used to seeing sword wounds, tore off the clothes on Wei Daxun's chest, and saw the wound only a centimeter away from the heart in front of him, still dripping with cold sweat in this cold early spring.

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It was still sunny during the day, but at this time, the night was late, there was a chill in the wind, and the rain fell.

Chen Yuan was restless all night, and felt that something serious was about to happen.

Gao An, the steward of the Wei Mansion, originally thought that the lights of the Qingxiang Garden had been turned off long ago.

He came in a hurry and saw that the candles in the Qingxiang Garden were bright, so he gently knocked on the door.

The servant guarding the courtyard was dozing off in a daze. Seeing that it was the senior executive, he immediately cheered up: "The slave has seen the senior management."

"Well, go in and report to Madam, just say that the Lord will not be coming back tonight, and reassure Madam." The senior executive gave an order, and immediately turned around worriedly and rushed to Lianhuaju, Wei Daxun's study.

On the eve of Wei Daxun's coma, he repeatedly told his wife not to know about his injury.

He was worried not to frighten Chen Yuan and make her worry.

In that case, he will feel uneasy and distressed.

After staying for two days, the injury improved, and then I apologized to her.

Therefore, when they returned to the mansion, they entered the mansion quietly through the back door.

He went directly to Wei Daxun's study.

Imperial Physician Fan had just stopped Wei Daxun's bleeding in the palace. Looking at the wound, he was horrified: "If the wound deviates by a centimeter, it will hurt the heart and lungs. At that time, Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save Master Wei's life!"

When Wei Ziqian heard it, his heart ached and he regretted endlessly.

He almost always does everything in detail, and is careful in everything, but he actually asked his father to take risks for him, which almost caused him to be doomed, and he regretted it all his life!

He would rather be hurt by himself, and he doesn't want his father to be hurt in the slightest.

Wei Ziqian stared at his injured father, and the moment he was carried away on a stretcher, his heart was pierced.

He stood in a black shirt with his hands behind his back, tall and straight like a mountain peak, with a resolute and calm expression: "Clean up Chen Rui's remnants thoroughly!"

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Chen Yuan was restless all night. She rarely woke up early, and her eyes were rarely blue.

Seeing Chen Yuan's dark circles, Zijuan was startled: "Ma'am, you didn't sleep well at night?"

Chen Yuan was listless, and said with a weary look, "Is there any news from the master in the morning?"

"Not yet." Zijuan anxiously waited for Chen Yuan to wash.

Only the senior executives came to answer last night.

However, Chen Yuan is the head of the house after all, and nothing can be hidden from her discerning eyes.

Her people still got clues from the servants guarding the back door.

The servant guarding the back door, half asleep and half awake, felt that several people seemed to be carrying a stretcher, flashing past in front of his eyes.

He thought he was delusional.

The smart Chen Yuan knew something was wrong when she heard it.

Then he ordered: "Nurse Wang, go to the Songju Courtyard yourself and find out if the young master has returned to the residence."

Immediately afterwards, he said to Zicuckoo: "Go, follow me to Lotus Residence."

Chen Yuan knew about the two of them, father and son, but kept everything from her.

It is estimated that this time either something happened to the husband-in-law or something happened to the son.

The wind and rain have not stopped, and the momentum has not diminished.

Zijuan went to get a thick cloak, put it on Ye Xizhao, took an oiled paper umbrella, and held it high to cover Chen Yuan from the rain.

The Lotus House was built near the back garden. Hsinchu found a thick cloak, put it on Ye Xizhao, took an oiled paper umbrella, and ordered the little maid to lead the way with a lamp.Chen Yuan seldom went there.

Because Wei Daxun handles the necessary official duties in his study, the rest of reading, writing and painting are almost done in the small study of Qingxiangyuan, while Chen Yuan reads the travel notes, and maybe the two of them collaborate to draw a painting for appreciation. ,
The Lotus Residence is a small two-story building built by the lake, with an excellent view.

At this moment, the denser and denser raindrops blocked the sight, and Chen Yuan felt uneasy, no matter how good the scenery was, she couldn't appreciate it.

There are rocks scattered in the yard, and a few water lilies are clustered in the small pond under the rockery. The vegetation is luxuriant, and the rainwater slides down the corners of the eaves, dripping on the railing.

Chen Yuan walked through the pavilions and waterside pavilions, and arrived at Wei Daxun's room.

Did Zijuan put away the red oiled paper umbrella, and helped Chen Yuan remove her cloak.

In addition to the study room on the lower floor of Lianhuaju, there is also a book collection pavilion. His bedroom is located in the west corner of the second floor. Since the two got married, he stayed here on rare occasions.

Chen Yuan didn't care about getting her shoes wet or nodding at the servant who greeted her, and hurried straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

The furniture on the second floor is all made of rosewood, simple and elegant, exuding restrained elegance and nobility.

Turning around the red sandalwood stone-inlaid screen, seeing the situation inside, her heart shuddered, she thumped, and whispered: "What happened?"

Wei Daxun was lying on his back with a pale face, and Doctor Fan beside the bed was taking his pulse.

Needless to say, he was either sick or injured, and the condition and injury were serious.

Otherwise, why do you need the mentor of Lao Fan's imperial physician?
Otherwise, why hide it from her secretly?
Chen Yuan's eyes turned red in an instant, her head became dizzy, and her body suddenly became unstable.

It was Zijuan who came over first, supported her precarious body, and asked worriedly: "Ma'am, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Chen Yuan collected herself, this is not the time to cry, it's time to cheer up and take good care of her husband and son-in-law.

　Wei Daxun blocked the knife for his son, and his life was in danger!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)