Spring Banquet

Ji? "

With a deep face, Jiang Xuanjin said: "My lord thinks that he just wronged her?"

Bai De was stunned for a moment: "Otherwise?"

Taking a look at Bai Meng's family, Jiang Xuanjin replied to Bai De: "Your wife killed your biological daughter for half of her life. If it wasn't for the younger generation to stop her last night, she would be dying if you got down with your ruler! It's good for you to just leave it alone and blame her. Whatever you say and do, is there something Xuan Jin respects?"

Bade's heart shook, and he opened his mouth, unable to refute it.

Later, the Jiang family was also frightened, and asked him quickly: "What's the matter? Miss Si was injured?"

Jiang Xuanjin looked down, concealed his emotions and replied: "Life or death is uncertain."

Upon hearing this word, Bai Dezhong looked at Bai Meng in disbelief. The latter quickly lowered his head and whispered, "I don't have such a heavy hand."

They were all beaten by domestic slaves.

Regardless of greeting others, Bai De stepped up to the west courtyard. Old Mrs. Jiang couldn't sit still either, for fear that the daughter-in-law who was looking forward to her would be gone, so he hurriedly followed on crutches.

When he moved, all the Jiang family moved, leaving only the Bai Meng family and a few Bai family members standing sluggishly in the hall.

The group was about to arrive at the West Yard, but saw a girl running out from the gate of the West Yard, running hurriedly and quickly, and one stagger fell to the ground severely.

"Lingxiu?" Bai De called out when he saw it again.

As if she had fallen so hard, Lingxiu could not get up. She lay on the ground and looked up to see Jiang Xuanjin. She grinned stupidly and said, "My lord, miss you!"

The smile was so brilliant, it was rather dirty, and it seemed to be shiny. However, the light only lasted two moments before it faded clean. Lingxiu stared at a clearing blankly, and suddenly burst into tears.

One night of worry and fear, and the whole night of fright, she cried out, crying and sorrowful, and the hearts of those present were sore.

Jiang Xuanjin looked at her, her hand that had been clenching loosened slightly.

Overcome...

Hearing these four words made everyone feel a little complicated, and Bai De re-looked at the small room in front of him, and finally felt that he really did not treat Zhuji well, and let her be bullied like this.

He turned his head. To the group of people behind them: "The house is small, let the Lord and the old man go in first. You may wish to rest in the side room next to you."

So many people go to see a doctor, which also affects patients. Although everyone wanted to see the four young ladies, the host nodded wittily after saying so.

Jiang Xuanjin entered the wing, went to the bedside familiarly, and looked down at the face of the person on the bed.

It was still a pale face, but faintly, I could feel a trace of life.

With a loose eyebrow, he glanced at Bai Dezhong next to him, got up and gave way. Bai De stepped forward to take a look, his eyes full of guilt.

"I'm not a good father," he said, "I didn't do it when I promised her mother to take good care of her."

Mrs. Jiang said: "It's not too late to make compensation."

Bai De smiled bitterly: "How does the old man think Bai should compensate?"

"Isn't it easy?" The old lady stared, pinched the crutches and pointed to Jiang Xuanjin next to her, "Marrying her daughter to him is the best compensation."

"..."

After being silent, Bai De had to admit: "The old lady is right." He looked at Jiang Xuanjin next to him: "It is probably because God loves Zhuji that she is favored by the Lord. Frankly speaking, Bai almost took it seriously this morning. Participated in the first book of Jun. Fortunately. Fortunately, Bai believed in the good character of Jun once."

Jiang Xuanjin bowed her head and said nothing.

Old Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you really have a copy of him, this kid hasn't been played by a ginseng before. It's a good experience."

Bai Dezhong was even more grateful for being so generous, but when he glanced at the weak person in bed, he asked the doctor woman with some worry, "Is it all right?"

The doctor woman smiled tiredly: "The prescription has been prescribed. Three times a day, take care of it and it will be fine."

Nodded, Bai Dezhong gave Jiang Xuanjin his hand again: "Thank you, Jun Shang for saving the little girl's life."

Before Jiang Xuanjin could respond, the old lady next to him shook his head and said, "What's so good about? If he doesn't save him, he won't have a wife!"

As he said, he took Bai Dezhong and went out again: "Since my in-laws also accept the marriage, then discuss the wedding date in detail and accept the bride price by the way."

Bai De reconnected, staggered a few steps and followed him out, but couldn't help but glance back again.

In the gloomy wing room, Ziyang Jun stood quietly by the bed, with a desolate posture, just like the back figure he saw in the court. Obviously very close to people, but it also makes people feel far away.

The main house of the east courtyard.

Bai Xuanji has silently shed tears for half an hour, and Bai Mengshi put ice on her face. His eyes were also full of resentment.

"She must have used some kind of fox charm, otherwise Jun Shang can look at her?" Bai Meng said in a bitter voice, and then comforted her, "Don't worry, they just said let Ziyang Jun's marriage be the first. I didn't say that I would retreat from your marriage."

"I didn't mention a word, what's the difference between retiring from Ming?" Bai Xuanji wiped her tears, "Besides, even if I didn't retreat, I would lower Bai Zhuji's head when I married."

To have a good marriage makes her happy, but what makes her even more happy is that she can step on Bai Zhuji. Nowadays, not only is the marriage wobbly, but Bai Zhuji has also stepped on her in turn. How can she be willing?

Thinking of the playful look in the relatives' eyes just now, Bai Xuanji felt resentful in her heart.

Bai Mengshi sighed: "I knew I should have killed her directly, so even if Ziyang Jun wanted to marry, she would not die."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xuanji looked up at her.

With a guilty heart, Bai Mengshi quickly said: "I'm kidding, I'm really beaten to death, and I have to go to prison."

Wiped tears. Bai Xuanji said: "If you are killed on the face, you must be in prison."

But what if it is not on the bright side?

Bai Meng clan was taken aback, looked at her eyes, and suddenly felt cold behind her back.

The Jiang family and the Bai family talked about the details of the marriage, and the family left. Old Mrs. Jiang stepped out and glanced at Jiang Xuanjin, who hadn't followed, and smiled angrily: "You dignified Ziyang Jun, are you going to get in the door?"

"I have something to return to her." Jiang Xuanjin said, "When she wakes up, she will leave after the return."

Just worry about people who are worried, and find a bad excuse to return something. The old lady shook his head straight at hearing: "Brilliant!"

Jiang Xuanjin turned a deaf ear to them, watched them leave, said a few words again with Bai De, and went back to the West Court.

"Master." Yufeng said behind him, "You should sleep first, your eyes are red."

Jiang Xuanjin shook her head and sat on the side of the bed and said, "I haven't gone to the morning court today, so many things have to be dealt with. Just make me a cup of tea.

Yufeng sighed, and walked away.

There were a lot of zhezi that had just been sent here, Jiang Xuanjin rubbed her eyebrows and patiently picked up a copy and read it locally. When I saw the fifth book. The person on the bed coughed.

Slightly startled, he hurriedly deceived himself to look, only to see Bai Zhuji closed his eyes and opened his lips slightly, as if he was thinking something. The first time I did not hear clearly, the second time these two words became clear.

She shouted: Father Emperor.

Jiang Xuanjin was taken aback, stared at her for a while, then laughed.

Dreaming that you are a princess in your dreams can make her beautiful!

Just about to reach out to touch her nonsense lips, there was a sudden yell from outside: "Who!"

It was the voice of Yufeng, Jiang Xuanjin raised her eyebrows, put the zhezi up, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Yufeng was holding tea in one hand and Emei thorn in the other, looking at the opposite side with full eyes.

There was a man standing opposite him, wearing a silver silk snow robe, pinching a Nanyang jade bone fan.

"Go away!" Lu Jingxing looked up at him, his eyes full of hostility.