You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 1221
Wen Qing'er pushed the door and went in. Seeing that Doctor Lin's expression was also tense, it was not easy to interrupt Doctor Lin's treatment, so she just waited silently and anxiously in the side hall.

Xiao Que'er gave Wen Qing'er the honey tea that Wen Qing'er liked, but Wen Qing'er couldn't drink it right now, she couldn't even sit still, and kept walking back and forth in the room.

Later, seeing that the people in the house were also nervous along with her, Wen Qing'er persuaded herself not to be so impatient, so she just moved to the front hall and dealt with the disasters in the mansion first.

The front hall, which was still a mess just now, has now been tidied up by the little maids, even the blood sprayed by Yunniang on the ground has been cleaned up, and I lit a little plum blossom scented incense, but I can't smell it What a bloody smell.

Although the old lady was stupid, she couldn't bear the stimulation the most. Ying Si took care of the old lady and took the old lady back early. At this moment, only Dafang and his family were in the living room, and the monk was in a coma The third master.

And they were all guarded by Shishan and the others. They wanted to resist before coming to the uncle, but now they were tied to the back of the chair, and even their mouths were gagged.

Seeing Wen Qing'er coming over at this moment, there was a whining struggling sound from her throat, her face was flushed from holding back, Wen Qing'er seemed to be in a much happier mood.

After Wen Qing'er sat down, she raised her hand slightly to let Shi Shan remove the brocade handkerchief from the uncle's mouth.

As soon as he let go, the uncle really yelled and jumped out of everything that was unpleasant.

Tong's son next to him was exceptionally quiet, his face was swollen high and swollen by the uncle again and again, as if he was so stupid, he didn't even care about Fei Ge'er in his arms crying softly from time to time, just like that hold.

Wen Qinger didn't get angry, she just listened so quietly, and took a sip from the teacup next to her from time to time, thinking that Wen Qinger was watching some play if she didn't know.

The grandpa was just stern and soft-hearted. Seeing Wen Qing'er's fearless appearance, the grandpa's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to say any more.

Why are the second siblings not the second siblings? Wen Qinger is different now. She is now a first-rank wife, the concubine of the Yongwei Palace personally appointed by the emperor, and even the ladies in the palace have to look at her when they see Wen Qinger complexion.

"Is the uncle finished?" Wen Qing'er asked leisurely, without looking at the uncle's face that changed after a while.

"I'm here today to tell you something."

Well, this old man can hear it. He used to say that there is something to be discussed today, but now he just informs him, and there is no room for bargaining.

The uncle was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense, he just let out his nose and snorted, which was a response.

Wen Qing'er didn't care, and said directly: "Our Lord was kind before, and let the lights in the third room of your eldest room be warm before leaving, but now you can see that my wife really doesn't want to live in the same house as you gone."

"Now that the prince is not here, then my wife is in charge. You can move away today, move quickly, and move overnight. People who are not enough for my wife will lend you. If you are still sensible, my wife will not care about it." It's Tong's business today."

The uncle is not willing anymore, he is relying on the palace these days to find a good job to do, so if he moves out overnight, how will people outside think of Ying Tao!
(End of this chapter)