Mad concubine comes: Prince husband take it easy

"Look, your pulse is stable, but your vitality doesn't seem to recover too much..."

"Ah? How could this happen, second brother?" Mrs. Jiang was even more anxious than Su Lingyue.

"I had an accident when I started. I didn't drink much of the heart biting Gu." Su Lingyue said, "is this the reason, uncle?"

Mrs. Jiang exclaimed, "accident?"

"Maybe..." Jiang Wei stroked his beard and stopped. "I haven't tried this thing, but anyway, your pulse has calmed down. It's not as chaotic as it was just now. Why don't you wait for another period of time? I'll prepare some pills to replenish your vitality for you during this period of time. You can also eat them. Take both measures and be faster."

"Thank you, uncle!" Su Lingyue smiled sweetly.

"Second brother, won't there be any problem with your medicine?" Mrs. Jiang asked suspiciously.

Jiang Wei pulled his face for a moment. "How can you talk? Since you can't believe me, what are you looking for me to do? OK, I'm meddling in this matter today. Don't look for me in the future. I'll go back to seclusion and alchemy."

"Second brother, second brother!" Mrs. Jiang quickly pulled Jiang Wei, "I just say what I do casually. Aren't I worried about Ling Yue? You know I don't have children. I raise such a daughter as my own daughter. Can I not worry if she has anything?"

Jiang Wei was a little pleasant to the ear, "OK, I know your mind, that's it. I'll go back first today and come back to me later."

Mrs. Jiang immediately pursued two steps, "I'll see you off."

"No, anyway, even if this matter is so over, no one should mention it in the future, okay?" when using this forbidden technique is found, it will be attacked by a group, and Jiang Wei doesn't want to become a street mouse.

"I know." Mrs. Jiang answered and looked at Su Lingyue nearby.

Su Ling Yue also nodded, "uncle, don't worry."

As long as the masked man who appeared today didn't see her face, all she did today should be seamless.

That guy!

Did you see her face!

"Hasn't Su Muyan come back yet?" Su Lingyue asked

Mrs. Jiang didn't know why, "not yet. I don't know where she died. It was all her trouble that made the house jump. You said that the Empress Dowager suddenly sent someone to catch her into the palace. What happened?"

"It's not catching, it's taking." Su Lingyue corrected. Although those people said so, it was almost like catching.

I don't know what Su Muyan did to annoy the Empress Dowager.

Su Lingyue suddenly wants to laugh. Su Muyan, Su Muyan, why do so many people hate you and you have to live?

But it doesn't matter. You don't have to suffer for too long. You'll be free soon.

……

"Be careful, be careful, don't hit it."

At the door of the four seas Pavilion, a woman in white with a piano summoned a carriage, and she called to be careful, but it was not the piano in her hand, but a man supported by several servant girls.

The man was lying on the shoulder of one of the servant girls, and the other two servant girls carefully supported him from left to right. He finally moved to the side of the carriage and carefully got the man into the carriage again.

The woman holding the piano gave a few pieces of silver, "take them to Yongning Street and put them down at the corner."

The coachman was very happy when he received the silver, but he was stunned when he heard the location, "just put it at the corner of the street?"

It's big night. Does it really matter?

"Yes, there will be people on the street there. Don't worry." people are arranged.

The coachman nodded, "the villain knows."

Of course, he jumped into the carriage neatly, pulled the reins and drove the two horses to trot slowly.

One of the little servant girls looked at the shadow of the carriage going away and said sour, "I also called the carriage with my master to send sister Qinxin back. As a result, she was a wild girl who didn't know where to come from."

"Yes, I asked sister Qinxin to serve her. I really don't know what the master thinks."

"That's enough." the woman holding the piano turned and glanced coldly at the little servant girls. "Is this something you should talk about?"

Several little girls immediately kept silent, "sister Qin Xin, we are wrong... You must not mention it in front of the master..."

The woman holding the piano sighed gently and lost her temper in an instant. "I say this for your good. If you know it's wrong, you can't mention it again in the future."

The soft tone was softer than the moonlight, which made people unconsciously like it.

The little servant girls immediately breathed a sigh of relief and were filled with joy, "I know, I know."

"Sister Qinxin, have you gone back?"

The woman holding the piano nodded faintly, "HMM."

"Then I'll call a carriage for you!" a little servant girl ran away happily.

"You two go back and greet the guests. You don't have to stand here with me." Qin Xin said to the other two servant girls.

The two men nodded, said goodbye, turned and stepped into the gate of Sihai Pavilion again.

Qin Xin stood alone in the street and looked up at a window on the third floor. She was distracted

As soon as the carriage carrying Su Muyan turned a corner, the coachman suddenly stopped, "such a big carriage is still rushing up, don't want to live!"

The coachman swears. Before he can say a second word, he suddenly feels cold around his neck.

The coachman's hair stood up in an instant, "big, big sir! Hero! Hero! Little man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai... Just now, I really didn't mean it. If you and your adult don't remember the villain, let it go... Let me go!"

The black and narrow Phoenix eyes narrowed, and the thin lips spit out three words, "roll down."

"Ah?" the coachman was stunned, and then he was thrown to the ground by a force before he could react.

The coachman turned somersaults on the ground and immediately knelt up and kowtowed, "sir! Please do me a favor! I have old and young people! I rely on me to pull a cart to earn some money! Sir! Please don't take my carriage away! Please!"

Instead of answering him, he heard the rumbling of the axle, the music and the sound of something falling to the ground.

The coachman knelt rigidly and raised his head in a disheartened manner for a long time. He secretly scolded the 18 generations of the man's ancestors just now. He was dying. He was about to get up, but suddenly saw something in front of him.

The street was dimly lit, but it was vaguely recognizable as a purse.

The coachman opened the money bag in a daze, and the golden light in it almost blinded him!

"Gold, gold!" he couldn't believe it. He quickly took it out and bit it with his teeth. He was excited and incoherent, "real, real gold!"

Is that man sick? Exchange so much money for a broken carriage?