Three more days passed, and the wound on his forehead no longer ached. The white band on Wang Yurong's head was still not removed. Besides, no one else came over these days except the two girls beside him. Wang Yurong also breathed a sigh of relief.
On this day, the snow outside had just stopped. Wang Yurong, wearing a medium coat and fur, leaned on the couch and looked outside. She saw a man in black fur walking all the way into the yard in the wind, followed by a boy.
He trotted to catch up.
With a 'bang' sound, the door was kicked open.
Wang Yurong turned around, and the person who kicked in the door was not that man. He had eyebrows like distant mountains, a face like peach blossoms, thin lips pressed tightly, and a touch of violence on his handsome and knife-like cheeks. His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and a stream of energy shot out from them.
The cold is coming.
What kind of man is this? He is only in his mid-twenties, but he exudes domineering air. His cold eyes can see through a person's thoughts at a glance.
While Wang Yurong looked at the other party, he was also looked at by the other party.
The black hair is scattered randomly, and the white fur on the body is clearly black and white, which is particularly eye-catching. The first half of the body is lying on the window sill, echoing the snowy scene outside, and the eyes are watery. What kind of fragile look is this?
Just one glance makes people feel pity.
Li Jie's eyes flashed slightly, but he followed him so fast that no one could catch him. In the blink of an eye, he jumped up, "Vicious woman, I usually see you in tears when I see you, but I didn't expect that your heart is so vicious and you dare to murder someone."
My son, I must beat you to death today."
Wang Yurong was stunned. He thought he was a steady person, but he didn't know he was such an arrogant and domineering person.
But when he saw that he pulled out a whip from nowhere, he swung it towards him. Before the whip reached him, Wang Yurong felt a gust of wind blowing towards him.
She instinctively ducked back, and the whip fell on the soft pillow beneath her. A large hole was pulled out of the pillow, and the white cotton inside was exposed. You can imagine what would happen if the whip fell on her body.
Such pain.
"Fu Jin," Xiao Lian rushed in from outside, stopped in front of Wang Yurong, and kowtowed to Li Jie, "Your Majesty, the matter of Fu Jin's miscarriage has nothing to do with Fujin. Fujin usually can't bear to step on an ant to death.
How could he murder the heir of the Marquis? When Fujin saw Fujin having a miscarriage, he felt guilty and wanted to die. He was in a coma for several days before he saved his life. Fujin has always been timid, how could he dare to do such evil things?
, Besides, Fujin has never left the yard, so how could he harm Fujin?"
Wang Yurong was really frightened by this sudden situation. She hid behind Xiaolian, thinking about the character of this body that she had heard from the two girls. How could Bai Lianhua not pretend to be timid and pitiful?
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Li Jie pointed his whip at Wang Yurong, who was shrinking. "Wang Yurong, you'd better be safe. If I find out that this is really your fault, I will never let you go. Don't think it's the marriage given by the emperor."
, I don’t dare to divorce you.”
Ji Qing entered the hospital panting, "Sir, the old lady asked you to come over. Although Fujin did not have a miscarriage, she was saved that day."
Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Ji Qing took a look inside and breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he returned to the house, he saw Jin Yi standing next to Xi Fujin guarding the door and saying that it was because of Fujin that Xi Fujin had a miscarriage. The prince went to the house angrily.
Coming from Haitang Garden.
If the willow branch beside the old lady hadn't told him halfway to pursue the prince, Fujin would have been wronged again.
"No miscarriage?" Everyone in the room was shocked, and the anger on Li Jie's face disappeared.
"Yes, the willow branch next to Aunt Wei told the servant that although there was blood, it was just a fetal movement and it would be fine in a few days." The Aunt Wei in Ji Qing's mouth was the old man that people in the house respectfully called me.
Person, Li Jie’s nanny.
"Consider you lucky. Remember it, and be more safe in the future." Li Jie put away the whip, turned around and left.
Ji Qing didn't feel wrong at all because he had wronged someone, but Ji Qing still knew the rules, so he chased him out.
"Fu Jin, they are too bullying." Xiao Lian turned around and saw her master was frightened, and felt heartbroken, "There was no miscarriage that day, but she came to Fujin to say that she had a miscarriage, which made Fujin feel guilty and hit her
Fortunately, Fujin is fine, otherwise Fujin wouldn't blame them if anything happens, he has such a vicious intention."
"He's gone?" Qiu Ju walked in from outside and didn't feel wrong when she saw Xiaolian crying in the room.
Seeing the prince coming in angrily from the side room, Qiu Ju hid in the room. The prince was arrogant and always liked to hit people. Fu Jin had always been interested in the prince, but now he had a miscarriage because of Fujin, so the prince didn't get angry.
Strange.
But the strange thing is that the prince left not long after, and there was no crying or crying in the main room. This was strange. After thinking for a while, Qiu Ju came over.
"Qiu Ju, where were you just now?" Wang Yurong is not the 'Wang Yurong' before, so he has long noticed Qiu Ju's little thoughts.
Qiu Ju had always done such a thing before, and she didn't feel guilty. "I just felt unwell and went to the latrine."
"What a coincidence." Wang Yurong smiled faintly, not showing the displeasure in his heart.
Xiaolian was not stupid, "Qiu Ju, you are still enjoying yourself in the house, can you go and find out what's going on at Xi Fujin's place?"
Qiu Ju thought for a moment, "Okay, then I'll go and find out."
Seeing Qiu Ju turn around and go out, Xiaolian whispered, "Fu Jin, Qiu Ju used to be with the eldest lady, and she was highly respected by the eldest lady. Later, the eldest lady felt sorry for Fujin, so she asked Qiu Ju to serve Fujin.
So it is inevitable that Qiu Ju is a little arrogant, but she is also devoted to Fujin."
After sending the person away first, he explained that he was thoughtful and knew how to stand up to protect the master in the situation just now. Wang Yurong had a good impression of Xiaolian.
He lowered his head and said weakly, "I know."
Seeing that the master did not blame Qiu Ju, but still wanted to look at the expression of a servant, Xiaolian looked distressed and said, "Slave, please take off the pillow and sew it up."
When he was the only one left in the room, Wang Yurong breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, no flaws were exposed.