Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 19
"Madam, madam... Hurry up, please doctor, please doctor..."

No matter how much mother Li called, she couldn't wake her up.

Yang Shuo, who was standing at the door, was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er. The plan was made yesterday, but he also remembered that he had entered Murong Jiujiu's boudoir.

But for some reason, I was so confused that I fainted, and when I woke up again, I found myself tied up in a small dark room, screaming that I should not respond every day, and that the earth would not work.

After finally breaking free from the shackles, he ran out and came to see Mrs. Su in a hurry.

But unexpectedly, it was like this as soon as we met.

……

"Miss, I heard that Madam's Bihe Courtyard was haunted just now?"

Ning'er ran over with a look of surprise to inform Murong Jiujiu.

That move was originally arranged by Murong Jiujiu, so he had expected it long ago, but he smiled with feigned surprise on his face: "Haunted? Hehe, if you do too many immoral things, it is inevitable that there will be ghosts knocking on the door, what's so strange about that. "

"A ghost knocking on the door?"

Ning'er was terrified.

Murong Jiujiu reached out and tapped her forehead, "Stop thinking about it, my room is tidy yet?"

"The few things we have can still stand to be cleaned up, and they have all been in place for a long time."

Thinking of them tonight, no, they will be able to live in the Crimson Courtyard in the future, Ning'er immediately swept away the gloom in her heart and smiled happily.

Following behind Murong Jiujiu, the master and servant both stepped into the threshold of the Crimson Purple Courtyard.

The Crimson Purple Courtyard is worthy of being regarded as the only and best courtyard besides the main courtyard, with three entrances and three exits. The main house where the master lives alone has as many as five rooms, plus two side rooms across the courtyard, and there is even an independent small courtyard. kitchen.

In the yard, there are rockery corridors, everything is available.

Although the decoration is not as bright as the new house, it is much better than their old yard.

As for the furniture in the house, the old lady said before that they were all old, but Murong Jiujiu went into the house to see that although the furniture was old, there was no sign of damage at all.

Obviously, although no one has lived in these years, there are servants who regularly maintain and clean it.

"Miss, these are your new clothes for this summer. The old lady meant to make ten sets for you, but because the garment workshop couldn't catch up with work, they sent three sets over."

A cautious voice sounded.

Only then did they realize that the old woman had been bowing and following behind them.

Looking at this humble face, it is inevitable to think of how in memory, how this face is arrogant and detestable.

"Ten sets are too many, and it's a waste if you can't wear them. According to the usual practice, five sets are enough," Murong Jiujiu said lightly, then she changed the subject and said again.

"I don't know if Mrs. Hua still remembers that three years ago, my lady had no cotton padded clothes to wear around her body, and she fell ill from the cold. My maid knelt in front of your door, begging you for an old clothes, but you ordered someone to take my The servant girl beat her up and reprimanded her, even a worthless master dares to be rampant."

heard.

Hua Pozi trembled, her body trembled, and fear flashed in her eyes.

"Slave..."

"Snapped……"

Without any warning, Murong Jiujiu slapped Hua Pozi's face firmly, with an unknown amount of force, the corner of Hua Pozi's mouth overflowed with blood.

"roll."

A cold drink.

Hua Pozi covered her face with one hand, and it took a long time to realize that there was a look of resentment in her eyes, which disappeared in a flash, and said firmly, "Miss Xie, reward me with a beating."

After speaking, he covered his face and ran away.

"Miss."

Ning'er's eyes were already wet, and the young lady still remembered that incident. Originally, she endured that bad breath.

"In the past, that old woman always had nothing to do with us and abused us. Although we are not what we used to be, she is Madam's after all, so I'm afraid she will hold a grudge."

Murong Jiujiu smiled strangely, "It's okay, she has no chance."

The bit of chemical powder on her hand just now was a gift to her for bullying their masters and servants for all these years.

After finishing speaking, Murong Jiujiu fixed his quiet eyes on the two second-class maids, Qiuxue and Qiuju. In his memory, these two little girls still behaved peacefully.

They are all children from poor families, and she doesn't want to make things difficult.

"Miss."

The two second-class maidservants couldn't help lowering their heads together after being stared at by her.

Murong laughed for a long time, "What are you afraid of? I won't eat you again. I treat Ning'er like sisters, so naturally I won't treat you poorly. But there is one thing, if anyone can't figure it out in the future, and do something that I'm sorry for, Then don't blame Miss Ben for being cruel."

"The slaves dare not."

"Ning'er, give them five taels of silver each. If you have any difficulties at home in the future, just tell me, if I can help, I will naturally help you," Murong Jiujiu regained his usual amiable expression.

"Thank you, Miss."

The two took the silver and immediately thanked them with joy.

"Murong Jiujiu."

At this time, there was a shout outside the door in vain.

Murong Jiujiu turned around, and saw Murong Ziyan wearing a moon white long dress, leading a servant girl, with an angry look on her face, as if she was approaching in a menacing manner.

And the first thing she said when she stepped forward was, "Did you send someone to deliver that box?"

Just now, as soon as Murong Ziyan returned to her Lanzhi Courtyard, before she could stand on her feet, someone came to report that her wife had been hit by an evil spirit and she was already unconscious.

When she rushed over, the doctor had already rescued her mother, but after waking up, Su's condition was even worse, with disheveled hair, unconsciousness, and screaming ghosts.

Especially when seeing Yang Shuo, it was like a mouse seeing a cat.

Later, she questioned Li's mother and found out that it was because her mother looked at a box, and that box was already empty.

Although there was no proof, Murong Ziyan felt that this matter must have something to do with Murong Jiujiu, and she wanted to avenge last night.

"I asked you something, why don't you say it, are you guilty?"

Murong Ziyan was full of anger, suddenly raised her voice, and glared angrily at Murong Jiujiu who was close at hand.

However, Murong Jiujiu had a half-smile on his face, "Second Sister, Second Sister, I thought you were a pretty good person, and you made a fuss for a long time, but that's all."

Nothing more than that.

Murong Ziyan didn't understand, but she faintly felt that Murong Jiujiu was looking down on her.

Why does this bitch who doesn't understand anything look down on her.

Based on the previous anger, when the two fires intersected, Murong Ziyan raised her hand and was about to hit Murong Jiujiu in the face.

But before she hit her, Murong Jiujiu pinched her wrist, and continued to smile disdainfully: "Second sister, if you say that you are nothing more than this, you will be more and more unworthy of the stage, beating people is not what a lady does. "

The palm is deliberately retracted.

Murong Ziyan, who was delicate and expensive, was pinched there, and immediately frowned in pain, her eyes wishing to burst into flames.

"Second sister, if you came to beat someone today, please go back. As for the others, if there is no evidence, you are making a false accusation. Then I will let my father and grandmother rely on this reason."

(End of this chapter)