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Chapter 608 Broke My Hand
Chapter [-] Broken Hand
The speed of the carriage was not fast, and it took about a quarter of an hour to arrive at the foot of the West Mountain on the outskirts of the capital.

"How long will it take to get to Ci'an Temple?" Mrs. Yan staggered in the carriage for a long time, and couldn't help but lift the sedan chair curtain to ask Dian Dong who was walking outside.

"Ma'am, it will be here in less than two sticks of incense." Diandong looked up at the looming Ci'an Temple halfway up the mountain, and estimated the time and distance.

Mrs. Yan frowned slightly when she heard this. Although she was going to pray for her daughter, since she arrived at the West Mountain, the road under her feet seemed to be getting worse and worse. She almost hit the carriage a few times.

Because of this, Mrs. Yan couldn't help showing some resentment and dissatisfaction on her face, thinking angrily in her heart, if today was not an auspicious day, and Shao Juntang also supported her, she would not be willing to come.

"Hurry up!" Mrs. Yan frowned, and finally finished speaking impatiently. With a flick of her hand, the car curtain was thrown onto the carriage and shook for a while before it fell down.

Diandong saw that Mrs. Yan was a little unhappy, so she didn't dare to say more, so she quickly asked the driver to speed up.

The Ci'an Temple in Xishan of the capital city has always been full of incense, and today is another auspicious day, and the weather is also good, so there are many people who go to worship the Buddha and offer incense, and there are also many horse-drawn carriages.

The coachman of Shao's mansion also knew that this road was not easy, he had tried his best to leave, but he was still being urged and humiliated like this, feeling helpless and aggrieved in his heart.

The coachman had complaints in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to resign himself to his fate and speed up, thinking about trying his best to find some flat places to go, and trying to avoid other people's carriages as much as possible.

Among the crowds and carriages heading for Ci'an Temple, Mrs. Shao Fuyan's carriage is special. The horse almost trotted through the crowd. Many people had to avoid it, and it also attracted many people's attention. up.

Seeing that it was less than a mile away from Ci'an Temple, the carriage driver didn't slow down to avoid a carriage parked on the side of the road, but suddenly pulled the horse's bridle and turned around at high speed.

At that moment, the horse neighed, and suddenly raised its hooves. The body shook violently, but the wheels got stuck in a thin gully.

The coachman didn't notice, and just continued to drive the carriage forward with his whip. Who knew that at this moment, the horses couldn't move the carriage that was deeply sunk in the mud, and the entire carriage overturned all of a sudden.

The carriage suddenly toppled over, and then there were bursts of screams immediately.

All the things they brought rolled out, and Mrs. Yan also showed her head from the carriage amidst the worried exclamations of Diandong and the others.

Madam Yan's face was pale when she came out, and even the delicate makeup couldn't hide the gloomy look on her face at the moment.

She gasped for a little bit of cold air, holding the other hand tightly with one hand, and the injured left hand even had bright red blood stains staining the silk sleeve.

"Madam, your hand, your hand!" Diandong screamed, she and the other two girls were a little panicked and dumbfounded.

At this time, they had no way to go to the village or back to the store, they had not arrived at Zi'an Temple, and they were far away from the capital, and they couldn't find a doctor right away, so Diandong was completely confused, and didn't know what to do next.

"You idiot! What's the use of you!" Mrs. Yan gave Dian Dong a hard look, and Dian Dong and the coachman both knelt down in fright.

"What's the use of kneeling, why don't you help me into the temple to see my wounds!" Madam Yan's shriek and distorted expression caused many passers-by to look back, including those who were left behind by her just now. I couldn't help but look here for a long time.

Mrs. Yan now only felt that she was angry, and her left hand hurt so badly that she couldn't use any strength, so she didn't care what others were talking about, and just urged Dian Dong and the others to send her to the temple quickly.

Diandong, who was shaking all over with fright, also realized that although there were no doctors in Ci'an Temple, most of the abbots and aunts there knew a little bit, and there were medicines in the temple, which could indeed relieve urgent needs.

Diandong quickly got up from the ground and helped Mrs. Yan go forward, but she was dumbfounded after only two steps.

At this time, walking there and entering Ci'an Temple would take about a mile on the road. At this time, the carriage had been broken and could not be used.

"You idiots!" The excruciating pain from her wrist made Mrs. Yan completely lose her previous grace and demeanor at this time, and she started yelling at the few people in front of her like a shrew.

The coachman broke out in a cold sweat, and checked the carriage tremblingly. Although the carriage was broken and a door was missing, it was still good enough for people to travel.

"You let me take this?" Madam Yan thought of her identity. If she took this carriage, no matter whether it was going to Ci'an Temple or returning to the capital, it would become a joke in his mouth and lose the face of Shao Mansion and Shao Juntang. I'm afraid The days to come will be difficult.

"Crack!" Madam Yan was furious, raised her hand and slapped the coachman, and then yelled for him to find a carriage immediately.

Diandong had no choice but to be afraid that Mrs. Yan's anger would spread to him, so he immediately handed over the money to the coachman, telling him to hire a new carriage as soon as possible.

The coachman didn't dare to show his anger, so he hurried to do it, and soon a new carriage arrived, and then carefully took Mrs. Yan all the way to Ci'an Temple.

After going to Ci'an Temple, Dian Dong immediately called my aunt to see Mrs. Yan's injury. The conclusion was that she broke her wrist and the wound was deep. It needed daily external application and oral administration, and it would take at least ten days to heal.

Mrs. Yan endured the severe pain and asked the aunt to wash, apply medicine and bandage herself up. She was not in the mood to worship the Buddha anymore. She just asked Xiaokui to donate the money for sesame oil, and she rested in the temple for a while, ready to recover Go back to the capital with physical strength.

No one cared about how Mrs. Yan went back to the capital, but her scandal and farce today spread all over the capital.

Xiao Kui, who was specially arranged by He Lanshan to inquire about the Shao Mansion, naturally did not miss the news, and she heard many rumors, one of which was that someone actually recognized Mrs. Yan, not only told her name, He even mentioned that Shao Mansion was ashamed this time.

Xiaokui was startled when she heard this, and the memories of her past in Wangyue Mansion also emerged. She was shocked and gloated and went back to find He Lanshan, and told her the news.

"Miss, miss, I found out." Xiaokui quickly went upstairs, entered the private room of the teahouse without forgetting to close the door, and rushed to He Lanshan before she said, "Just now I heard outside, Madam Yan went to offer incense but broke her hand."

(End of this chapter)