Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 155 The tyrant is afraid of guilt (59)
Hearing that she missed it again, Mrs. Yun was so angry that she wanted to strangle her to death.

"Didn't I tell you to send someone to keep an eye on it? Why can't you even do this little thing well?"

"I've even seen the imperial doctor, but there is no improvement. If it continues like this, I'm really afraid..."

At this moment, Mrs. Yun lost her mind.

"Go away, I get angry just looking at you."

Mrs. Zhang lowered her head and turned around, with worry and resentment in her eyes.

If you hadn't insisted that your husband bleed to save Yun Ruyan, would your husband have become like this now?
She didn't blame her yet, but now she blamed herself.

The matter was so important that Mrs. Yun told her husband and mother-in-law about it.

The two were also shocked.

"That dead girl is too disgraceful. I don't come back to discuss such a big matter, so I decide on my own."

Old Mrs. Yun had deep creases between her eyebrows, her face was gray and haggard.

These days, because of her grandson, she doesn't think about tea or food, and she doesn't sleep well.

"Mother, it is said that Prince Rui compensated her with 10 taels of gold." Madam Yun gently mentioned.

Old Madam Yun got angry when she saw her, and sneered sarcastically, "Hmph, so what about 10 taels of gold? Didn't Prince Rui send a team of guards to her? Could it be that you still dare to think about this gold? "

Mrs. Yun glanced at the silent husband quietly, and said with an aggrieved face: "No, the wife said, she is a girl from every family, and she is so good-looking, it is not safe for this person to run around outside, if something happens It's too late then."

The old lady Yun has seen through her heart long ago, her eyes are disgusted and sharp:
"She is currently fulfilling the wish for your precious daughter in the temple Qingxiu. Can you go and bring her back? Don't care about your precious daughter?"

"Hmph, you'd better take care of your son first!"

"You can't even take good care of your own son. You have brought disaster on my Heng'er because of that unlucky girl like Ruyan, and made him like this now. How dare you come up with other bad ideas here?"

When it comes to the grandson, the old lady's heart hurts.

"Oh, when I think of Heng'er becoming like this now, my heart hurts like being cut by a knife."

"It's all you careless ones who have harmed the roots of our Yun family for the sake of a girl's film. How can I meet the ancestors of the Yun family after my old woman dies! !"

Seeing this, Prime Minister Yun hurriedly greeted a few old mothers: "Why don't you help the old lady into the house to rest?"

"Master..." After the old lady entered the room, Mrs. Yun tugged at her husband's sleeve.

Prime Minister Yun flung her hand away irritably: "You should be quiet, Xiao Miao leaving, isn't it just right for you?"

"The most important thing you should do now is to find a miracle doctor and ask him to come quickly and show Heng Er a look. If this drags on, Heng Er's body will be completely destroyed."

After finishing speaking, Prime Minister Yun turned and left with a gloomy face.

He was so happy that his eldest daughter was able to climb up to Prince Rui, but now he regrets it.

He was really not reconciled to the fact that his excellent son, who had spent so much time cultivating, was ruined by a bloodletting and a cold.

I also hate the eldest daughter who caused all this.

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Yun Miao eats and drinks every day, reads the story books, goes shopping, goes horseback riding in the countryside, has a picnic or something, and lives a very nourishing life.

Of course, she did not forget to pay attention to the Prime Minister's Mansion and Prince Rui's Mansion.

Because there are people arranged by Ji Mochen inside, she is not afraid of not receiving news.

Two months passed quickly.

444 can't see her being so depraved.

【Host, why don't you just give Prince Rui some medicine to make him half-dead like Young Master Yun? 】

(End of this chapter)