"What you said is true?"

Before Mrs. Changyi could speak, Mrs. Hu suddenly asked a question.

Zhao Chonghuan turned around and replied, "I am sure to treat the young master's illness!"

Mrs. Hu slowly walked to Zhao Chonghuan, and she looked up and down with a vigilant and suspicious look.

"Do you know what will happen if you can't do this?" She said in a deep voice, all of which were arrogance and lofty that had been cultivated by wealthy families for many years.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around them shook slightly.

Mrs. Changyi was a little anxious and spoke, but she didn't speak much for a while.

Liao Yingzhong's cold eyes became even colder.

Only Wei Ruxin looked the same, and the two captains stood upright on one side without saying a word.

Facing Mrs. Hu's aggressiveness, Zhao Chonghuan smiled faintly.

"The old lady probably knows the reason for this. Since she has entered your mansion, there is nothing to worry about! Lord Heng and Shun Pingzhang will always have an explanation, but Zuo is just a life!"

Mrs. Hu's arrogant expression suddenly condensed.

Zhao Chonghuan suddenly saluted the old woman again and said respectfully: "Since the young master recognizes her as his master, as a master, you have to do something for your disciple! Treating him with illness is a meeting gift!"

Mrs. Hu couldn't figure out the depth of this young man for a moment, and said coldly: "Since you are so sure, I will give you a chance! If you can really cure my great-grandson's illness, even if you despise me, you will be accused of me.

The charges of Pingzhang Mansion can save your life!"

"Old Madam--" Liao Yingzhong did not expect that Mrs. Hu would make such a promise, and her expression changed instantly.

Mrs. Hu stopped his followers and then raised her hands with some momentum: "Mr. Liao doesn't need to say much about this matter, I have a reason for you! I will explain it clearly in your husband!"

Seeing this, Liao Yingzhong could only remain silent.

"Then, my grandmother agreed to Brother Zhao to treat Zixian?" Mrs. Changyi was a little disbelief. She asked in a trembling voice when she looked at Mrs. Hu.

Mrs. Hu stared at the conspicuous wound on her neck, her eyes slightly darkened: "Since Yun Qin, you trust her so much, your grandmother naturally can't help but give you a chance!"

When Mrs. Changyi heard this, she knelt down on the ground.

She didn't care about the group of people watching around her, and no longer cared about the dignity and decentness of her so-called aristocratic boudoir, and kept murmuring: "Thank you for your fulfillment! Thank you for your fulfillment!"

Seeing this, Aunt Ninth and Aunt Ninth and Aunt Ninth glanced at the old lady's expression, then cleverly helped Madam Changyi up and comforted her.

"As faithful!"

Old Mrs. Hu waved to Wei Ruxin with a smile and called him to one side.

She said slowly, "Since you are going to linger in the mansion recently, if you have the opportunity to spend more time with your cousin, please comfort her. She has suffered a lot for Zixian!"

The old woman raised her hand and patted Wei Ruxin on the arm, and said intimately, "Grandmother knows that she is still willing to listen to you. Please help her to understand her more, and some things - bear it and you will pass! The affairs of the inner palace,

It’s just those, don’t always compete with Brother Ping!”

The old woman naturally understood that because of Jia Ping's concubine, her grandson-daughter-in-law was resentful.

Although I never heard her complain, I have seen her and Jia Ping as cold as passers-by in the past two years.
Chapter completed!