Chapter 9 The Wrath of Xia Qingge

Chapter 9 The Wrath of Xia Qingge

Madam Qinglian's face was black and blue, she wished she could cut Xia Qingge into pieces.

That made Xia Qingge feel happy.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, she smiled evilly, and without looking at Mrs. Qinglian, she strode into Anlehou's mansion.

Her mother lives in Paiyun Pavilion.

There was no need for someone to lead the way, she arrived outside Paiyun Pavilion with ease.

However, the two servants who guarded the door stopped her outside the door expressionlessly, "Who is it? This is the place where Madam recuperates. How can you trespass without permission? Get out of here."

"Get out?" Xia Qingge's face turned slightly cold, "I am the eldest lady of Anlehou Mansion, you want me to get out?"

"Miss?"

The gatekeeper looked at Xia Qingge and frowned slightly. He had only heard about this fateful lady, but had never seen it before.

However, he did know that Xia Qingge was not favored.

"Miss, Mrs. Qinglian has ordered that Mrs. is seriously ill and needs to rest. Without her permission, no one can enter Paiyun Pavilion."

"Ah……"

Xia Qingge sneered, and there was a little anger in her eyes.

"Is this letting my mother rest in rest, or imprisoning her in disguise?"

"..."

"Step aside."

"Miss, this is Madam Qinglian's order, please don't make things difficult for me, Missy should go and ask Madam Qinglian for instructions."

"I say again, get out of the way."

"Miss, Madam Qinglian, she..."

"Snapped."

Xia Qingge raised her hand and slapped the servant hard on the face.

"Let me tell you, the master of Anlehou's mansion is named Xia. Mrs. Qinglian? My mother praised her and called her Mrs. She really considers herself a wife? A mere singer and a concubine are not qualified to be in Anle. The Marquis is giving orders."

Dare to do this to her mother, court death.

"Go and tell Ling Yue'e that she has nothing to do with Paiyun Pavilion."

After the words fell, Xia Qingge strode in.

Inside Paiyun Pavilion.

The whole courtyard was empty, and there was a dead silence, except for the maid Su Yi and the mother-in-law and aunt, there was no one else waiting on her.

The further Xia Qingge walked in, the uglier her face became.

"Miss..."

Aunt Lian heard the noise and came out of Paiyun Pavilion. When she saw Xia Qingge, she shouted excitedly.

"Aunt Lian, where's my mother?"

"Inside, miss, come in quickly," Aunt Lian said, leading Xia Qingge into Yue Wanrong's room.

In the room, the smell of medicine permeates.

Yue Wanrong was snuggling on the bed, her pale face was bloodless, her body was very thin, and the pajamas covered her body, making her look so loose.

Xia Qingge watched, her eyes turned red instantly.

Yue Wanrong at this moment seems to be in a worse condition than when she met her in her previous life.

"mother……"

Hearing the voice, Yue Wanrong's eyes lit up involuntarily, "Qingge..."

"Mom, it's me."

As he spoke with sobs, Xia Qingge quickly rushed forward and hugged her into his arms.

Bones, it hurts people.

Xia Qingge's tears fell uncontrollably, she let go of Yue Wanrong quickly, wiped away her tears with one hand, and pulled Yue Wanrong's wrist with the other.

"Qingge, you are..."

"Mom, let me feel your pulse."

In her previous life, when Yue Wanrong was seriously ill, she didn't know anything about medical skills. Later, relying on the medical books left by Yue Wanrong, she learned a skill against the sky, but in the end, she couldn't save her child or herself.

Resurrection, she wants to change everything.

She wanted to save the person she cared about the most, and Yue Wanrong was the first one.

Xia Qingge was fully focused on taking the pulse.

As time passed, her complexion became more and more ugly. In her previous life, she only knew that her mother was seriously ill, but she didn't know the truth was...

(End of this chapter)

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