After the medical concubine got married, the disabled prince was so angry

Chapter 22
"Ma'am, what are you crying about on the day of great joy? It won't make people laugh if it gets out."

Yun Zhu immediately got up from Yang Xuanling's arms, and Lihua's beautiful face with rain on it made people feel pity.

The prime minister glared at Yang Xuanling again, then slowed down his tone, and said to Yunzhu: "Daughter-in-law, you take Ling'er back first, if he can't suppress the poison in his body, then send the imperial doctor."

"Yes, my daughter-in-law will take good care of my husband, so I will leave first." Yun Zhu pushed Yang Xuanling away from Zhengxiang Courtyard.

The prime minister ordered everyone to retreat, and took his wife into the inner hall to speak.

"OK?"

"To make a big fuss, this concubine will definitely catch the ghost who killed my son!" At the end of the speech, the Prime Minister's wife's face was sombre and a little scary.

The prime minister pulled her to sit down on the chair, poured her a cup of tea with his own hands, and said, "You don't have to worry about these things, everything is here for you."

"This is not a trivial matter. As long as I think of the traitor in the mansion, my heart will burn like fire on a cutting board." The Prime Minister's wife thought of her two other children who died young, and her eyes were red again.

"By the way, my daughter-in-law reminded me today. Since she and Ling'er have successfully consummated their marriage, it will be a matter of time before they have children. I must clean up the people in the house who have dirty hands and feet."

Prime Minister thought about the issue of children and heirs, and he was a little more cautious, "According to Madam."

"Well. Then Fuquanyuan, master, will you go there tonight?" The prime minister's wife secretly looked at him.

...Fuck you!
The prime minister got up and went into the bedroom, "I will rest at Madam's place tonight."

A hint of success flashed across the Prime Minister's wife's eyebrows.

Yun Zhu naturally guessed another intention of the prime minister's wife, and couldn't help covering her lips with a smile when she returned to Jingxuan Courtyard, "Mother is jealous."

Yang Xuanling pulled her into his arms again, her arms filled with tenderness, "So, you also made trouble on purpose."

"Hey~ I'm obviously a husband and wife." Yun Zhu smiled coquettishly, and wanted to get up from his arms.

But he hugged her tightly, "If you are so obedient, why don't you continue to do as your husband wants?"

"Aren't you poisoned, or don't... ah!"

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The next day, Yunzhu sat in front of the vanity mirror and took a nap, letting Dongyu do her makeup.

Dong Yu couldn't bear it, and advised: "Master, after all, the Eldest Young Master has not recovered from his serious illness, and at night it's still... Take it easy and exercise some restraint."

"Huh?" Yun Zhu, who was originally in a state of chaos, regained consciousness after hearing these words, "What did you say?"

"That's right, be more restrained. The Eldest Young Master is not in good health, so you have to take care of him." Dong Yu blushed.

Yun Zhu is speechless, she is in charge of this, it is obvious that a certain 'clothed owl' is too greedy, if she does not have the precious fruits of the spiritual garden to nourish her, she does not know if she will be alive now.

"It's not up to me!" It's hard to tell.

Dong Yu boldly continued to persuade, "Now everyone inside and outside the house is saying that the eldest son is in bad health again."

"He's not good? Then there is no one in this world who is in good health." Yun Zhu couldn't help but choked, this guy pretended to be quite successful.

After returning home in three dynasties, Yun Zhu endured the heavy burden, wearing a heavy embroidered bead and jade on her shoulders, a pleated skirt embroidered with wealth and auspiciousness, and every jewelry on her hair is astonishing. , worth tens of thousands of dollars.

(End of this chapter)