The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 39
As soon as she heard the father and daughter in the room turn the topic to Aunt Yue, and heard the deep apology in King Rong's tone, Aunt Jin knew that she couldn't wait here and let that little bastard Nie Zhaoyang stay in the room Play tricks on King Rong, otherwise King Rong will be confused and open his mouth to let that bitch, Aunt Jieyue, come back.

Although the anger in her heart was unbearable, the moment Aunt Jin raised her hand to push the door, the expression on Aunt Jin's face quickly changed from cloudy to sunny.

Entering the door, I saw that the scene in front of me was exactly the same as what I had imagined before. King Rong was sitting on the grand master's chair while Nie Zhaoyang was squatting in front of King Rong, showing concern for King Rong's hand injury. Frowning her eyes with concern, she made a worried and kind expression, "My lord, I heard that our young lady Zhaoyang was injured in the martial arts arena, so I came here to take a look."

Seeing someone coming in, Nie Zhaoyang pursed his lips to accept what he was going to say next, turned his face and looked calmly at the door.

"This is your Aunt Jin and your second sister Ziqiong."

King Rong, who was sitting on the grand master's chair, turned his head slightly. After seeing the person clearly, he said to Nie Zhaoyang who was squatting in front of him in a blink of an eye. There seemed to be a bit of gloom in his light tone.

"Zhaoyang met Aunt Jin."

Seeing that King Rong was afraid that he didn't know Aunt Jin and Nie Ziqiong, Nie Zhaoyang smiled coldly, stood up gently and bowed to the mother and daughter at the door in a respectful manner.

"I can't help it, Zhaoyang is still wounded!"

Aunt Jin hurried forward, holding Nie Zhaoyang up with both hands, and then squinting at Nie Ziqiong beside her with slightly lowered eyelids.

Seeing Aunt Jin glance at her, and remembering what Aunt Jin said about herself before, and seeing Nie Zhaoyang's pretentious hypocrisy in front of King Rong, Nie Ziqiong bit her lip and walked quickly He stepped forward and forced a smile at Nie Zhaoyang, "Just now I heard that my sister was injured in the martial arts arena, is my sister okay now?"

Nie Zhaoyang lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly while groping for the small medicine box on the ground.

"Oh my God, I just heard about what happened in the martial arts field and it scared me!" Aunt Jin held Nie Zhaoyang's hand and said thankfully, "It's a good thing that I happened to be here just now. When I met Sun Gongzi and the doctor, Sun Gongzi saw that I was worried, so he asked the two doctors to explain Zhaoyang’s injury. At first, I didn’t believe it when I heard that he was fine! The flying arrow must have been very powerful, otherwise, how could it have knocked Zhaoyang to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time! But the two doctors patted their chests and said that the arrow cluster had already been cut off, and it really wouldn't happen. It hurts people, seeing what they said about having a nose and an eye, they almost swear a heavy oath, so I feel relieved a little bit. Come, come, let me have a look."

Aunt Jin took Nie Zhaoyang's hand and took a step back slightly, looked up and down, and then Amitabha recited and said to King Rong with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, it looks pretty good, it looks like We, Zhaoyang, are indeed a blessed child, and such a dangerous incident today is only a near miss, God bless, God bless!"

"Ah."

King Rong sat on the teacher's chair and responded softly, but he didn't even look at Aunt Jin's smiling face.

(End of this chapter)