The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 229
Ulanara stepped forward, and when he saw what it was, he was also shocked in place.

No wonder... No wonder!
No wonder Hong Hui was always sick, no wonder his symptoms were weird, and the imperial doctor always showed doubts when he came...

All the mysteries were solved at this moment.

"I underestimated you."

It took a long time for Mrs. Ulanara to speak to Mrs. Li word for word.

She stared at Mrs. Li, as if she was staring at a person who had already been lying in a coffin: "Ce Fujin has been ill for a long time—it's time to take a good rest."

……

At noon, the fourth elder brother came back from the palace.

After tossing all night yesterday, he went back to the palace non-stop this morning. He is also very tired now.

The wind and rain were about to come, and the sky was unbelievably gloomy. Just after getting out of the carriage, big raindrops fell down.

Fourth elder brother saw Fujin waiting at the gate of the mansion, his face was pale, but his eyes were unusually bright.

He was taken aback, thinking that Hong Hui's condition had returned again, until Fujin came forward and knelt down straight in front of him.

"This concubine begs Fourth Master to be the master for Hui'er!"

Thunder suddenly resounded in the sky, and the rain was pouring down. Small puddles had formed at the entrance of the Fourth Prince's Mansion, and the rain was mixed in it, like beads falling on a jade plate.

Fujin stood there like this, letting the rain soak her temples: "Mr. Li deserves to be executed for the crime of capital punishment."

The fourth elder brother stood there without moving. He froze for a moment and looked at the nurse next to him.

Mammy came forward and briefly explained the matter.

In fact, no matter how complicated this matter is, if Mrs. Li commits this crime, she will die with a nail on the iron board.

She'd have the nerve to do something like this -- it's crazy.

It is the kindness of the master and son if it doesn't harm the family.

After listening to the fourth elder brother, it took a while to raise his hand, signaling to the servants to help Fujin up, and then with a livid face, he walked forward alone, towards the backyard.

……

"...Don't tell Big Brother."

Li Fangfujin knelt in front of the fourth elder brother, his eyes were loose.

After admitting everything, she made this final request.

The fourth elder brother stood up and put his hands behind his back in front of the window, watching the wind and rain outside the window,
The noise of the rain outside, the sound of wind and rain, the sound of the ear.

He didn't look at Li Fangfujin: "Jin'er will try with Wu Wenda today, this kid is very good—motivated and tenacious, but it's a pity that he doesn't have a decent mother-in-law."

After a pause, the fourth elder brother's voice became even colder: "He will come back in the evening, but he doesn't need to see you."

Li Fangfujin kowtowed, and the fear of death was still submerged like a tide after all. She was crying, dripping with cold sweat, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, why don't I let my concubine and Qin'er meet?!"

The fourth elder brother's eyes were cold, his eyes followed the raindrops into the puddles on the ground, and the hands in his sleeves waved slightly.

Su Peisheng walked towards Li Fangfujin silently.

Walking out of Li Fangfujin's yard, on the steps at the door, the fourth elder brother paused for a moment, a look of loneliness flashed across his eyes, and said softly: "It's a cool autumn rain."

……

The yard outside the upper study room is spacious, and when the young brothers have not formally practiced martial arts, Wu Adanda would sometimes teach here.

Although Hong Ting has a disability in his leg, but because he never shows any weakness and is quick-witted, although he is young, he has been praised several times by his masters.

In the study room, no one dared to underestimate him.

After practicing for half an hour, Hongyu gradually couldn't bear it anymore, and the little eunuch who was serving beside him was even more distressed, so he came over to persuade the little master to take a rest.

Not to mention that the little master has a disability in his legs, even a child with sound limbs doesn't have to work so hard.

Anyway, they are all nobles, born rich.

But they were all scolded by Hongqin and left.

The companions next to him were also complaining in their hearts - originally it was a great honor to accompany the emperor's grandson to study with, but who would have thought of meeting such a little master?

Wu Adada put on a posture, took advantage of the situation to look up at the sky, smiled at Hongqin and said, "Little brother, do you want to continue?"

Hongqin didn't speak, and used actions instead of answers.

I don't know why, this afternoon, his heart always beats very fast - from time to time, the apex of his heart will throb.

As if something terrible is about to happen.

Looking at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, Hongyu tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and let his energy fully focus on Xuewu in front of him.

Fujin's Honghui will not always be a milk baby, he will always grow up.

If Honghui can achieve nine points, he, Hongqin, must achieve ten percent, be better, be more outstanding, and must attract all of Ama's attention.

He needs to be strong—so good that Amma can't ignore him.

People are knives, I am fish.

Only when he becomes a strong man will Eniang's situation improve.

The people in the mansion dare not bully E Niang.

As soon as his mind was negligent, flaws were exposed in the lower body, Wu Adada swept his legs over, and Hongqin fell directly to the ground, in an ugly posture.

The little elder brothers watching the excitement all clapped their hands and laughed. Some people were jealous of his master's liking, and at this time they laughed gloatingly: "Little cripple! Little cripple!"

The little eunuch who served Hongfen was also terrified. He quickly put the tea tray in his hand into someone else's hand, ran over and helped Hongfen up, and saw that Hongfen fell off the side of his face near the base of his ear. There was a bloody cut, and he couldn't help crying: "This is terrible!"

It was really hard for Hongyu to fall, his jaw was numb from the pain, and he took a few breaths of air-conditioning. Hearing the crying of the servants beside him, Hongyu couldn't help but stare, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Shut up!" ! I’m not dead yet!”

Wu Adada was also taken aback, and quickly came over and reached out to help brother Hongjin up.

The light rain was hazy, and the ground was still wet. The wound on Hongjin's face was washed by the water, and it seemed that a lot of blood had flowed out.

The little brothers next to him also panicked, and some older princes came out to care for the younger brother, and when they saw Honglin's wound, they told him to go directly to the Tai Hospital.

Let Tai Hospital bandage it.

Wu Adida was not in the mood for class at this time, and hurriedly recounted what he had learned today to the students, and then announced that get out of class was over.

The companions came over to help Hong Ting, and advised him to bandage it first, otherwise his handsome face would be disfigured, and he would not look good when he grows up.

Hong Ting shook his head, casually took the handkerchief handed over by the servants, wiped the wound on his face indiscriminately, and said, "Go home."

Nature is home.

No matter how unfavorable the situation in the mansion is to their mother and son, but he has Er Niang, and Er Niang has him.

With that light, relatives in the small yard depend on each other for life—that is home.

Thinking of seeing Erniang when he went back, Hongyi finally showed a childish smile that only a child of this age can have.

There are so many interesting things in the study room today - I can pick up some interesting things and tell my mother, as for the injury, I will naturally mention it in one stroke.

Don't let her worry.

(End of this chapter)