"What did my brother send someone to find my sister?"

Su Qinghuan suspected that she had heard it wrong. In the middle of the night, the prince looked for Jiang Yanran?

"I've gone to my brother's mansion." Awu muttered, thinking about his little things, "Mom, don't punish me, okay?"

Jiang Yanran actually went there too?

Both of these people are the smartest and most cautious, what are they doing?

Su Qinghuan glared at Awu: "Ly, write a hundred pages of large characters, and hand them over to me within ten days."

Awu wailed endlessly.

It seems that I'm going to ask my brother for help again.

The prince imitated her dog crawling font and could get away with it every time.

Lu Qi was unreliable. Su Qinghuan was caught by Su Qinghuan only for cheating once. He was more guilty. Now, when he thought about it, Awu still felt that her palms were still hot and painful.

She has deep resentment.

However, after thinking about it again, the prince was going to care about Ye Yin who was sick now, so he must have no time to pay attention to him. Awu was sad and almost cried.

Su Qinghuan thought that he was punishing too much, but what if Awu was active in character and smart in mind, she didn’t discipline her well, and what should she do if she lie in the future?

She said: "Crying is useless and cannot solve the problem."

"I'll write it well tomorrow," Awu said thrustly, "I can't go anywhere else anyway."

Who can understand the sorrow that is flooded in her heart!

Why did my brother marry Ye Yin? Awu felt that her attention had been taken away.

Su Qinghuan asked again: "Did the person here tell me why I asked my sister to come over?"

"It's said that Aunt Ye has a stomachache." Awu said with a pout.

She also has a headache now and her hands are hurting. Can she run over to find her brother for comfort?

Su Qinghuan's face turned stern, and stood up and said, "You wash up and go to bed early, and write big words in the house tomorrow. After writing early, you can get rid of it as soon as possible, don't drag it until the end to wipe your tears."

"Yes." Awu was very unhappy, but he nodded obediently, stood up and saluted Su Qinghuan, and said absent-mindedly, "Mom, go slowly, it's dark. Aunt Bai Zhi, hold her, her belly... Ah, I said it wrong, I thought it was Aunt Bai Su."

Su Qinghuan had something to do, so she didn't care about talking to her. She touched her head and left in a hurry.

Awu lay on the bed weakly and pounded the bed and said, "Ahhhhhh! Why did my mother find out? It would be great if Sanya was there. If she dressed up as me to sleep, my mother would definitely not come in."

Yinhong's family is now in the border town, and they are very glad that they can escape the war with Su Qinghuan.

Sanya is in Awu Courtyard, and she is both a servant and a friend.

But Zhang Butuhu’s eldest son got married, so Sanya was taken back by his family these days.

The wet nurse advised: "My grandma should go to bed early. I dare not lie to my wife next time. You talk to your wife casually. I see that the wife has something urgent, otherwise I will have to talk to you."

Even if you can get pregnant, it's so worrying.

"Why didn't my mother get pregnant? Don't give me a few more brothers and sisters?" Awu muttered, "If that happens, you can't have so much time to care about me!"

The wet nurse lowered her head and didn't dare to answer the conversation.

They were also wondering why Su Qinghuan had no more after giving birth to the radish.

If you want to say that you can’t have a child, you have already given birth to two, and when you gave birth to the eldest son, everything went smoothly and didn’t hurt your health. If you want to say that the relationship between husband and wife is not good, who in the mansion doesn’t know that the wife is the general’s eyeball. Which other woman can let the general take a look at it?

Awu suddenly remembered something and suddenly got up from the bed: "Why did Aunt Ye have a stomachache in the middle of the night? She couldn't be pregnant, right?"

The wet nurse dared not answer, so she could only advise her to rest early.

Awu was really sad this time.

If the brother has his own child, he will definitely like him/her and will not care about himself.

The sadness came so much, and then suddenly, Awu sat blankly for a long time.

When Su Qinghuan heard Awu say that Ye Yin had a abdominal pain, she guessed that the child had a problem. After coming out of her yard, she hurried to the prince's yard.

When she arrived, Jiang Yanran was prescribing the prescription. There were several helpless doctors standing next to her, and there was no sign of the prince.

Seeing her coming, Jiang Yanran's face flashed with panic.

"How is it?" Su Qinghuan asked.

"There are signs of miscarriage, and the bleeding continues," Jiang Yanran said in a deep voice, "In order to save the adults, you must give medicine to clear the palace."

"No, no, save my child." Ye Yin's hair was disheveled, her face turned pale, and she was no longer able to cry. She was very weak in asking for help, and she looked nothing like she was arrogant before, very pitiful.

"I'll take a look." Su Qinghuan walked forward, regardless of the blood, "stretched out his wrist."

The situation was indeed very serious, her brows were tightly furrowed.

"Come on my silver needle."

"Madam?" Jiang Yanran's voice was a little uncertain.

"Come here too, regardless of whether it succeeds or not, you can learn." Su Qinghuan said in a deep voice.

"yes."

Jiang Yanran took out the silver needle from the medicine box and slowly stepped forward.

When I heard that Su Qinghuan was coming, the prince rushed over. After entering the house, he saw Su Qinghuan applying needles meticulously, with a layer of fine beads of sweat at the tip of his nose.

"Criminal!" Ye Yin shouted sadly, "Child, save the child. This is your first son!"

Also the only son.

The prince looked cold and said, "Be quiet and listen to your wife's instructions."

Jiang Yanran's eyes changed between the prince and Ye Yin. After a while, she lowered her head and clenched her hands in her sleeves into fists.

Ye Yin's crying slowed down.

After a long time, Su Qinghuan stood up and looked at the sleeping Ye Yin and said, "Let her rest first. I will prescribe medicine for her and ask someone to feed her. Don't move, lie down well. The rest can only be left to fate."

"Thank you, mom. It's fate for your children," the prince said lightly, "Don't worry too much, mom, I'll bother Miss Jiang today."

Jiang Yanran shook her head: "The prince's words are serious."

"Mom, I'll send you back to rest." The prince said to Su Qinghuan again.

"No, I'll take a few steps and bring so many servants with me. I'll just go back by myself."

The prince nodded.

Su Qinghuan walked to the door and saw that Jiang Yanran did not move. She turned around and said, "Yanran?"

Jiang Yanran lowered her hands and said, "Madam, Aunt Ye's situation is not very good. I'll take care of her here tonight."

"No need." Su Qinghuan said, "She is taking medicine now and resting, and the rest is not important. Your identity here also reduces her blessing."

Jiang Yanran was shocked and heard the meaning of her words.

After hearing this, the prince looked at Su Qinghuan and Jiang Yanran, thinking about something.

Early autumn has arrived, and a thick layer of fallen leaves are laid on the ground, squeaking sounds when they step on it, and occasionally a few insects are heard. In addition, the group is moving silently without any sound.

When he reached the fork in the road, Su Qinghuan stopped and said, "Yanran, you go back here."
Chapter completed!