Chapter 742
Easy to fall, blood stained the ground.

Although Rong Wan had a lot of thoughts, she was still a young lady who was raised in a deep boudoir. She was shocked when she saw so much blood, and the vase in her hand fell to the ground.

"not me!"

"not me!"

"I do not know I do not know!"

Rong Wan backed away in fright, completely at a loss.

Mrs. Rong was also frightened for a long time before she came back to her senses.

She reached out and touched Yi's breath.

"Wan'er, don't be afraid, your father is not dead yet!"

Rong Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good not to die.

As long as Yi is not dead, she is still the young lady of the Rong family.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside.

Mrs. Rong was not scared yet, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up and carry your father in, if someone sees it, we will be finished!"

Rong Wan also came to his senses, and hurriedly dragged the two hundred catties of Yi into the house together.

Fortunately, Yi Yi was only half of his body outside. The two of them lifted Yi Yi's feet and closed the door, and nothing happened.

Soon, the footsteps came to the door.

The servant girl knocked on the door and said: "Miss, madam, the servant just heard the movement, but what happened?"

Mrs. Rong and Rong Wan looked at each other and said: "It's nothing, but Wan'er was learning how to make tea and accidentally smashed the cup."

"Butler Qin came to ask just now, if Master is not in the study, is Miss here?"

Second Madam Rong glanced at Yi Yi on the ground, and lied: "Master is not here, he should have gone to the flour shop!"

The second lady dismissed the maid again.

Then the mother and daughter plan how to solve this matter.

You can continue to act nonchalantly in front of Mrs. Hou Ye and the second Miss Hou Ye.

This stumbling block can also be solved easily.

The mother and daughter thought about it all night, and finally Rong Wan said: "Mom, I have a solution! I will send people into the palace to get the medicine now, and then we will be like this..."

Rong Wan whispered in Mrs. Rong's ear for a while, and finally the two hit it off.

……

next day
The news of Master Rong's illness spread, and the people in Rong's mansion went to the palace to report the matter to the emperor early in the morning.

Rong Yan was having breakfast when he got the news.

"My lady is sick!" Xiaopang said.

Rong Yan paused: "Could it be a mistake? I saw my father was still alive and well a few days ago. He has always been in good health, so how could he be sick?"

Xiaopang said: "I didn't believe it at first, but it was the steward Qin who personally entered the palace and told the emperor about it, and now people outside have spread it. The master seems to be seriously ill this time, and it is said that he is unconscious."

Rong Yanxin gave a kick, hurriedly put down her chopsticks, got up and left Weiyang Palace.

She hurried to the royal study.

In the imperial study room, several courtiers were talking to Jun Linjiu about private taxation.

Eunuch Su stopped Rong Yan: "Your Honor, the emperor is discussing matters inside, you can come in later."

Rong Yan went in directly.

Her father is so ill, she must go back and have a look.

Anyway, she also knows some medical skills!
"See Your Majesty, Your Majesty, my concubine has something urgent to ask you."

Several first- and second-rank courtiers looked at Rong Yan with contempt, feeling that Rong Yan was too unscrupulous.

Jun Linjiu only glanced at Rong Yan, but didn't say anything, only said to the courtier: "This matter is still the same as before, it won't change, let's step down."

Several courtiers retreated one after another, and glanced at Rong Yan again.

Rong Yan didn't care about saluting, she just stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that my father is seriously ill, I beg the emperor to allow me to go back and have a look."

The emperor's permission is required for concubines to leave the palace.

(End of this chapter)

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