The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 682 Abolishing Fan Zhen (2)
At this moment, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in directly.

"Cough cough... um!" Feeling very embarrassed, Wei Changjue pretended to cough twice, suppressing the situation.

"Ling Jing, where are we going?"

Ling Jing lowered her eyes, taking in the crimson red glow on Wei Changqu's face.

The girl's appearance when she was shy was really cute.

"Go take a bath." Ling Jing looked at Wei Changqu, smiled dotingly, and replied in a low, hoarse voice.

Wei Changju almost didn't think about it, so he took Ling Jing's words, "Bath?"

"Then why did you take me out of Lanyue Pavilion? Isn't Lanyue Pavilion not allowed to take a bath?"

"Let's go to Yanshui Residence, which has hot springs."

"Hey, the rouge beauty on your body has just recovered from the drunkenness, and you are tired. It will be more comfortable to take a dip in the hot spring." Ling Jing coaxed softly.

"Oh." Wei Changqu blinked and gave a soft "oh".

Silent for a moment, no, suddenly remembered something, glared at Ling Jing, coquettishly dissatisfied: "Ling Jing, you bastard, I'm tired, it's all because of you..."

"Hey, don't move around, be careful not to fall."

Seeing that a certain girl came back to life, Master Jing had no choice but to continue the tender battle.

Fan family.

Early the next morning, Empress Fan, the crown prince, and a group of imperial physicians rushed to Fan's mansion.

It is said that in the middle of the night yesterday, more than 100 black-clothed masked men with strong martial arts broke into the Fan Mansion, severely injured the eldest son of the Fan family, and even set Zhenyuan on fire.

"How is Zhen'er's injury?"

In the flower hall of the Fan family, Fan Houduan sat on a couch for imperial concubines, looking gloomyly at the group of imperial physicians in front of him.

The prince Ling Yu, the old lady of the Fan family, and everyone in the Fan family all looked extremely ugly.

A group of imperial doctors knelt in front of Fan Hou, and after hearing Fan Hou's cold words, some of them were timid and trembled with fright.

Mr. Fan was injured and there was no way to heal it, what do they say.

When Queen Fan asked, a group of imperial physicians remained silent for a long time. Crown Prince Ling Yu frowned, very displeased, "A bunch of useless trash, the queen mother is asking you, one or two are dumb? Deaf?"

After Ling Yu's cold reprimand, the academician of the Taiyuan Hospital hardened his scalp and raised his head slightly.

Xindao: This matter should be said sooner or later. Even if they have a hundred heads, they dare not hide the truth.

After thinking for a while, he said, "My empress, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Mr. Fan was... injured to his lower body by an assassin."

Injured lower body?Empress Fan had spent many years in the deep palace, so she naturally knew what the phrase "injured her lower body" meant.

Feeling anxious, he looked at the academician of the Taitai Hospital and asked, "How is Zhen'er's injury? Is it important? Has it affected?"

Prince Ling Yu frowned after hearing the words of the academician of the Supreme Hospital, feeling very upset.

The eldest cousin is the heir of the Fan family. If the eldest cousin loses his human ability, wouldn't he be unable to inherit the Fan family's business.

Among the descendants of the Fan family, the eldest cousin is extremely talented, deep-minded, and capable of dealing with things. He is most suitable to inherit the family business of the Fan family. If it is replaced by someone else, the Fan family will inevitably decline.

The decline of the Fan family will definitely affect his status as the crown prince...

Now, the father has issued an order to recall the low-born concubine, and even more wants to hand over the command of the imperial army to that low-born. His position as the crown prince is already in jeopardy. If the Fan family declines again, then his crown prince Can the position be kept?

Ling Yu lowered his brows, feeling a heavy sense of crisis.

No, the eldest cousin must not have anything to do, and the Fan family must not have anything to do, he doesn't allow it.

"No matter what medicine or method you use, I order you to heal Mr. Fan's injury, otherwise, please see me."

Prince Ling Yu's voice rang above his head, and the academician of the Supreme Hospital heard dense beads of cold sweat soaking on his forehead.

"Empress, Your Highness the Crown Prince, forgive...forgive me for my incompetence."

"The assassin's sword pierced extremely deeply, hurting the origin of the eldest son, the humble minister is really powerless..."

Even if you kill him, he can't be cured.

The academician of the Imperial Hospital bit the bullet and finished speaking, not daring to look at Ling Yu and Fan Hou's gloomy expression.

"A bunch of trash, this little injury can't be cured, what use are you imperial doctors?" Ling Yu stared fiercely, and suddenly, he was furious, flicked his sleeves, and waved a teacup next to him Going out, there was a crisp "bang", and it hit the academician of the Tai Hospital in front of him.

Ling Yu was furious, and a group of imperial physicians all lowered their heads when they saw the situation, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.

Ling Yu glared coldly at the academician of the Supreme Hospital for a while, and said coldly: "Come here, drag this trash out and chop it up."

With an order, two Donggong guards walked in in the blink of an eye, and then set up academicians from the Imperial Hospital on both sides, trying to drag him out and behead him.

"Empress, His Royal Highness, Mr. Fan is seriously injured and cannot be cured. This is not the fault of this humble minister."

When the academician of Taiyuan Hospital heard that he was going to be beheaded, he was terrified, and the prince Ling Yu shouted at Queen Fan for his grievances.

Just as the two guards were about to drag the academician out of the Taiyuan Hospital and behead him, Fan Hou slowly raised his hand and made a gesture to signal the two guards of the Eastern Palace to let go of the academician of the Taiyuan Hospital.

Seeing Queen Fan's gesture, the two Eastern Palace guards immediately let go of the academician of the Supreme Hospital, and then retreated respectfully.

The academician of the Tai Hospital narrowly escaped death, and was so frightened that cold sweat rolled on his forehead, his body suddenly went limp, he swayed a few times, and almost fell to the ground.

Empress Fan sat quietly, glanced at the imperial physicians expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Everyone, go down and take good care of Zhen'er's injury."

When all the imperial physicians heard Fan Hou's words, their scalps relaxed for a moment, and then they dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes, I will leave." Qi Qi responded, stepped back three steps, and left the flower hall.

The imperial physician left, and the flower hall was gloomy.

Everyone in the Fan family had gloomy faces, and some even covered their tears with silk.

Seeing that there was no outsider present, Mrs. Fan burst into tears with a cry.

"Oh, Zhen'er, poor child, what a crime you have done."

This is her favorite grandson, how could he be injured by an assassin and lose his human ability?

The Fan family saw that Mrs. Fan was crying so heartbroken, shaking her body that she might faint to death at any time, so they hurried forward to persuade her.

Mrs. Fan ignored the persuasion of others at all, and the more she cried, the more sad she became, wiping old tears one after another on the handkerchief, crying until her heart broke.

After Fan Xing, Prince Ling Yu was also beside her, so she simply bent her knees and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Then, looking at Queen Fan, Ling Yu burst into tears and begged, "Empress Empress, Zhen'er is your real nephew."

(End of this chapter)