The door was locked. Aunt Qin looked at Cui Ji in surprise. Who locked it and why?

Linbo, who was with the Marquis, locked the door. Cui'er looked a little frightened, saying that the fourth young master was frightened. Someone saw the person who frightened the fourth young master ran into the main room and asked for a room to search.

Amitabha Aunt Qin clasped her hands together as she listened.

Who can rely on this? The fourth young master has been weak and sick since he was a child.

How can I afford such a thing and then tell Cui'er: I'm going to burn incense to the Bodhisattva and let the Bodhisattva bless the fourth young master to get well soon.

Cui'er said yes with lingering fear, lit a melon-shaped palace lantern and moved it to the Nuan Pavilion.

Aunt Qin respectfully knelt in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, kowtowed three times, and burned three sticks of incense.

He stood up and was helped into the inner room by Cui'er.

When will you come to our courtyard?

No Cui'er whispered.

Just talk and we stay in the yard and don't go anywhere.

When the time comes, someone will naturally come and knock on the door.

Aunt Qin’s head.

I woke up and went to bed: Let’s get some rest first. Never do anything wrong in your life.

Don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night.

Cui'er didn't take it seriously when she saw Aunt Feng.

He gradually calmed down. Although he had to wait for Aunt Qin to rest, she was still a young girl and was very curious.

Where can I sleep?

He stretched out his ears to listen to what was going on outside.

Xiu Citron also stretched out his ears to listen to what was going on outside.

Auntie, I have been gone for a long time.

She went back to the house and went to Qiao Lian's room.

Qiao Lianfang sat on the bed with her clothes on. She frowned slightly when she heard this: Please help me get dressed.

Xiu Citron was slightly startled.

Since we were going to search, we had to go into the inner room. Qiao Lianfang said, instead of making people laugh in a panic at that time, it would be better to dress up and wait for them to come.

Xiu Citron sounds reasonable.

He called Zhurui to come in and help Qiao Lianfang comb her hair and change her clothes.

Qiao Lian was in front of the mirror, and her performance was a bit sluggish.

Aunt.

what are you thinking

Since that day Mrs. Qiao came.

After Qiao Lianfang asked Mrs. Qiao to help Xiu Citron find a good match, Xiu Citron's heart finally fell to the ground.

People are also a lot more cheerful.

I'm thinking, Qiao Lianfang mused, Changbiao Taoist priest's words really come true.

When Qiao Lianfang mentioned Taoist Priest Changchun, Xiu Citron thought of the child Qiao Lianfang had lost.

His eyes couldn't help but darken.

Speaking of which.

Nothing is perfect in this world. Qiao Lianfang's expression was a little astonished, like the fourth young master.

He was looked forward to by others even before he was born. Who would have thought that after he was born, he would be weak and sickly. Unfortunately, the Marquis only had this one legitimate son.

Whoever sees someone who is disrespectful will not last long.

My biological mother passed away and my aunt became my stepmother. This can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes. But being frightened for no reason shows that this person has suffered in life. His tone is very calm, but his words are quite depressed.

What my aunt said was not entirely right. Xiu Citron could only laugh.

Things in this world are inherently interdependent with blessings and misfortunes. Otherwise, how could it be said that it was a blessing in disguise? There is a saying.

If you survive a catastrophe, there will be consequences. I think after the fourth young master passes this point, it will be a prosperous road.

Qiao Lianfang said nothing.

Looking at Xiu Citron chatting in the mirror, he smiled.

Yang put down the embroidery needle in her hand and muttered: Although this method is crude, it is very effective. A flash of appreciation flashed in her eyes, thinking that the fourth young master had been weak since he was a child and was out of breath even if he walked a few steps.

Let me see how you can withstand such a fright.

Even if you can save your life.

I'm afraid that my spirit will be a little weak. If I continue to neglect discipline and cause some trouble, I'm afraid this prince will not be able to sit still.

According to this.

Even though the fourth young master was saved, he was also crippled. Mother Yang was a little dumbfounded. Who did this immoral thing and destroyed a good-looking child?

Yang smiled and said, "I'll kill him if I don't."

How can other people's children have a chance to succeed?

Mother Yang felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She mumbled in a low voice: Then you can’t do this or this.

Yang chuckled.

Stop talking. She told Mama Yang to make the bed. I'm going to sleep after these few stitches.

Is this okay? Mother Yang hesitated, "If someone comes from the house later, we will still be lying on the bed."

It's okay. Yang lowered his head.

Continue to move the needle according to the flower pattern that has not been finished just now.

Finished searching the main house.

It was Aunt Wen's turn.

Then when Aunt Qin and Aunt Qiao arrived at us, it was already midnight.

Yang's mother thought for a while and agreed.

Yang stopped her sewing.

Nana said authentically: Except Madam.

Who else could know Brother Chen’s whereabouts so clearly? Who else could make all those maids and women work for her?

I thought about it carefully.

The eleventh mother rested her elbows and girdled wildly.

Revealing a wrist wearing a green jade bracelet.

There is no way this matter was premeditated. Don't talk about Mrs. Tai's maid.

She is our maid here.

It's impossible for her to instigate it. Moreover.

The back door of Mrs. Tai is only about ten feet away from the parallel door of eldest sister's former residence.

The little maid saw it and ran to report the news.

If you keep pretending to be crazy and frightening Brother Zhen, there won’t be enough time.

Amber's eyes lit up when she heard this: So, Madam knows that she is talking

How do I know? Eleven Niang said with a smile.

I'm just reasoning based on common sense.

Amber's expression darkened again.

Eleven Niang also fell into deep thought.

The little maid standing outside the door said cautiously: Madam.

The doctor is here.

Oh Shiniang remembered that she had told Xu Lingyi to ask the doctor to take her pulse by the way, and she signaled her to lower the curtain next to the floor covering.

Checked the pulse.

The lady's pulse is strong.

It's probably nothing serious.

When my mother heard this, she knew it was Liu Yizheng. She quickly whispered: How is the prince's condition?
To be continued...