The favorite of the royal group: the money-loving little ancestor soared to the top by selling talis

Chapter 245 Chapter 245: Taking advantage of your illness to kill you

Shen Hong was in a hurry to return to Prince Zhongyong's Mansion. He knew that his wife and daughters should know about his injury at this time, and they must go back quickly to prevent them from coming out to look for him.

They have made too many enemies recently, and they are worried that their enemies will come after them.

Dr. Zhou wiped away the blood on his head and tied it with several layers of white gauze. At first glance, he looked like a patient with a life-threatening illness.

Shen Hong pretended to be unconscious and was carried into the carriage by two attendants.

He heard the voices of many people around him and was very moved.

"Dad, you have to hold on. Dad -" Shen Zhiyu followed behind and shed tears, continuing to act sadly.

"Dad, mother and brothers and sisters are still waiting for us at home. Don't leave us. Dad..." Shen Zhiyuan also cooperated.

This scene moved hundreds of people around, with tears and runny noses running down their cheeks.

"General Shen, if you want to survive, please God bless you."

"King Zhongyong is a good man. God will not take him away so soon. I believe he will be safe and sound."

"Yes, auspicious people have their own destiny. The prince and his family are bodhisattva-hearted and have done so many good things. The prince of hell will not accept him."

"I will go to White Horse Temple now to offer lamps to Prince Shen and ask for Buddha's blessing."

"I am coming too……"

"Let's go too..."

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Prince Zhongyong's Mansion
Shen Hongsan and his son returned to the palace smoothly, thanks to the previous entourage who returned to the palace to report the news, and dispatched dozens of guards to the hospital to escort the three of them back to the palace.

I'm afraid I can't come back now.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

Three groups of killers have appeared halfway.

After entering the mansion, Shen Hong opened his eyes and was carried by his entourage into his yard and lay down on the bed.

Cheng Yurong took her sons and Ruan Ruan all the way to the room.

When she saw Shen Hong's miserable condition, Cheng Yurong's face turned pale again, her legs went weak, and she was held up by Aunt Zhou to prevent her from falling.

"Hong Lang..." She threw herself on Shen Hong. Before she could finish her words, tears already flowed to her cheeks.

Look carefully, there are a few shallow tears on her face.

"I'm fine. It's just that the gauze is thick and it looks a little more serious. Don't worry, I'm really fine."

Shen Hong forced a smile and looked at the worried and sad faces of his family.

They must be very scared!

In the past, he had been injured on the battlefield, and each time he recovered from his injuries before returning to the capital, so his wife and children had never seen him seriously injured.

He couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

That porcelain pillow in the morning.

He could obviously avoid it, but he made a bet for himself willfully.

Ruan Ruan walked to the bed and called out in a soft voice: "Daddy..."

She took out a small box from her arms and opened it to reveal a brown pill.

"Daddy is fine. Don't worry, daughter. Daddy will be able to take you riding again after a few days of rest." Shen Hong raised his hand and stroked her little head.

Shen Zhicheng carried Ruan Ruan to the bed.

"Dad, take the pills and you can take Ruan Ruan to ride horses in the afternoon."

She took a pill and put it to Shen Hong's pale mouth.

"If you don't eat, daddy is strong and will recover soon." Shen Hong shut his mouth tightly.

"Eat! Daddy has lost so much blood this time, plus more than a dozen times before, his body has reached the point where he is at the end of his strength. If I don't take this pill today, I'm afraid Daddy will be slightly injured next time. …”

Ruan Ruan frowned and looked at his current appearance, expressing his inner worries.

"..." Shen Hong didn't believe what his daughter said. He felt that his body was so strong that he could go up the mountain and kill a big insect. Seeing that her husband still didn't want to take the pill, Cheng Yurong was so angry that she slapped his chest with her hand.

"You bastard, do you know that your daughter is worried about you? If others want this pill, they can't buy it even if they spend ten thousand dollars. How about you, don't care about it, how can you live up to your daughter's feelings? Do you act like a father?"

"Cough cough cough..." Shen Hong coughed uncontrollably after being lightly tapped on the chest and couldn't stop.

This cough made his head hurt.

Cheng Yurong was frightened when she saw Shen Hong's pale face turning red from holding back his breath and feeling breathless and uncomfortable.

"Honglang, what's wrong with you? Wuwuwu..." It's all her fault and she shouldn't have slapped his chest.

"Dad—Dad—" The four brothers Shen Zhiyuan were also confused.

"Everyone, don't make any noise. Daddy will be fine as long as I'm here." Ruan Ruan yelled at them. She quickly grabbed Shen Hong's hand and intertwined her little hands with his.

She channeled her true energy into his body, but his coughing stopped after a few breaths.

Shen Hong's red face gradually turned pale, but he also fainted.

Before he woke up, Ruan Ruan took the pill and stuffed it into his mouth without worrying that he would choke on his trachea.

Because the pill is a magical elixir, as long as it is put into the mouth, it will turn into a stream of sweet water and flow into the throat within a few breaths.

The four brothers Cheng Yurong and Shen Zhiyuan did not dare to speak, and they did not even dare to breathe hard.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Shen Hong finally woke up.

"Wake up, daddy is awake."

"Honglang——"

"father--"

"Dad is awake, it's great."

I saw that his eyes were bright and shiny, not as dull and dead as they were before he took the pill.

And his pale face became full of spring and full of energy.

"I've made you worry..." Shen Hong was frightened for a while. He couldn't stop coughing and couldn't breathe, so he fainted.

Fortunately, his daughter saved him.

Otherwise, I might have gone to the underworld to see my grandfather now.

Cheng Yurong hugged Shen Hong and cried: "You will not be willful in the future..."

"Okay, I won't be willful anymore..." Shen Hong already regretted it. All his strategies and plans were not as important as his own life.

Only when you live well, love your people, and the people you love, can you live a happy life.

……

In less than an hour, the news that Shen Hong's head was broken by Shen Zhongsheng with a porcelain pillow and his life and death had spread throughout the capital.

Everyone from the eighty-year-old grandmother to the three-year-old baby knew the news.

The news also spread from the capital to the palace and to the suburbs.

The Cheng family, the old patriarch of the Shen family, members of the Shen family, and more than a dozen other families rushed to Prince Zhongyong's palace to visit Shen Hong.

Even the emperor, queen and queen mother sent Xuan Liyu and Cheng Shushu out of the palace to visit Shen Hong at Prince Zhongyong's Mansion.

They brought cart after cart of gifts, and even the imperial doctor brought five of them.

Faced with everyone's concern, Shen Hong lay on the bed and pretended to be sick.

In order to cover up the rosiness on his face, Ruan Ruan naughtily used women's makeup powder on him.

He originally refused, but since he had already reached this stage and was still short of the last step, he couldn't help but continue to be willful.

He was forced to apply a thin layer of white powder on his face, which made him look weak and haggard.

Now he has to pretend to be in a coma for three days and three nights before he wakes up and regains health.

Shen Hong lay on the bed pretending to be asleep, while dozens of relatives stood quietly outside the window sill, glancing at him before leaving at ease.

"Don't worry too much, my husband, he will wake up soon, I believe him." Cheng Yurong frowned and lowered his head, squeezed out a tear with difficulty, and wiped it gently with a handkerchief.