Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 477 If You Can Keep Her By Your Side Forever
Mrs. Rong lay on the couch, crying into tears.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of Su Jiu, her tearful eyes were full of resentment, "I knew you would harm my son, I should have strangled you to death two months ago!"

Su Jiu was silent.

She still remembered how considerate and gentle Mrs. Rong was when she came to propose marriage.

Sure enough, people are fickle.

Seeing that she was absent-minded and had no sincerity to apologize, Mrs. Rong's expression twisted with hatred, "Come on, call me!"

The two nuns fetched the cane specially used to beat the maidservants, and greeted Su Jiu viciously!

Madam Rong hugged Rong Zheng tightly, tears kept falling, "Su Jiu, if Zheng'er can't wake up tonight, you can wait to be buried with her!"

Rong Zheng's face was like gold paper, even breathing was very difficult.

Su Jiu couldn't escape, he was hit by the rattan dozens of times, and his dress was torn apart, but the rattan is specially made in the courtyard of the deep house, it will not hurt people's bones, and it will not tear people's skin and blood, it just hurts Terribly.

She was curled up in a corner of the wall in cold sweat, and was threatened by Mrs. Rong, "If Zheng'er hadn't called your name in a coma, I would have sent you to death with a bowl of poisoned wine! You take good care of Zheng'er, he died Yes, you will be buried with me!"

She left in a huff with a room full of maids and maids.

Su Jiu touched the rattan bruise on his arm.

Frowning and looking at the bed, the man was still unconscious.

Enduring the pain of whipping, she moved to the side of the couch, and called for signs a few times, but the other party's brows were furrowed, fine sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and he showed no sign of waking up.

Su Jiu didn't want to be buried with him.

Her delicate face was wrinkled, seeing that Rongzheng's high fever couldn't subside, she had no choice but to act as a living horse doctor, and help him reduce his fever according to a few simple methods in memory.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Rong came over crying again.

Her precious son still didn't wake up, and even under Su Jiu's series of tossing, his breathing became weaker and weaker.

And on his white forehead, there were a few thin potato chips!

She gritted her teeth, "Su Jiu, what did you do to Zheng'er?! No matter how hungry you are, you shouldn't use Zheng'er's forehead to bake potato chips!"

Su Jiu's cheeks flushed red.

She grabbed the skirt of her skirt and tried to explain, "Put potato chips on the forehead of a patient with high fever, and when the potatoes become warm, put them on the other side. This is a folk method used in some places to reduce fever. I don't know any It didn't work, but it's always good to try."

"Shut up! You are torturing Zheng'er!" Madam Rong was furious, "Come on, drag her into the yard and stick her to death!"

Several nuns with big arms and round waists were about to make a move when Rong Zheng suddenly called "Mother" weakly.

Madam Rong was so excited that she hurriedly turned to him, "Zheng'er!"

The man sat up with the help of the handmaid, still struggling to breathe, "Don't touch her."

Mrs. Rong took the veil and wiped his sweat pitifully, "She made you like this, why are you protecting her?"

Rong Zheng looked at Su Jiu.

The girl's dress was torn and she was in a state of embarrassment. She was probably beaten up by his mother.

The appearance standing there is stubborn and cold, like a green lotus.

Just what he admired.

He rarely smiled, "Mom, I like her."

There was silence in the bedroom.

Mrs. Rong couldn't believe it, "Zheng'er..."

"I want her to stay."

The man's voice was hoarse but firm.

Madam Rong pulled her veil, "Since you like it, mother doesn't bother to stop it. It's just Su Jiu, if anything goes wrong with Zheng'er, I'll take you as a questioner!"

The government doctor prescribed some nourishing medicine, Madam Rong really didn't want to see Su Jiu, so she waved her off to make medicine for Rong Zheng.

Su Jiu was not happy.

She raised her sleeves and wiped her small face, then sat down at the table, "Mrs. Rong asked me to decoct the medicine, so you are not afraid that I will poison the soup and send Master Rong to heaven?"

Madam Rong smiled instead of anger, "Zheng'er died, and you were buried with Su Jiu, how simple is it?"

Su Jiu took a sip of tea, "I won't go."

"you--"

"Mother!" Rong Zheng grabbed Madam Rong with difficulty, "You all go out, I want to talk to her."

Mrs. Rong couldn't resist him, so she had to leave with the servants.

The bedroom is quiet.

Rong Zheng sat on the pillow and calmly looked at Su Jiu's injuries, "There are medicines in the cupboard."

Su Jiu lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, but didn't answer.

Rong Zheng said in a gentle voice, "Sister Su, I really didn't know about the downfall of Duke Lu's mansion. I missed the wedding due to illness, and I felt guilty. For more than two months, I have been in a daze all day long, not knowing when it will be. , there is no way to take care of you, sorry."

The early summer sun shone through the flower window, blurring his side face.

Su Jiu snapped his fingers, just wanting to get away from the Rong family.

She said lightly: "Family disputes are the most normal in Chang'an City. My father fell because he was not smart enough and he couldn't fight you. But why do you hide from me and refuse to recognize your Rong family generously?" Is it behind the scenes?"

"Sister Su, you are the woman I like and the wife I believe! How could I, how could I attack Lu Guogong?!"

The man was agitated and couldn't help coughing violently.

Su Jiu was indifferent.

No matter how he acted, she didn't believe him.

However, the girl's face was timid, "Rong Zheng, my heart is too messed up. You let me go, and my mother is still waiting for me to return home to take care of you."

Rong Zheng's hands on the satin quilt silently tightened.

At such a young age, he was already able to turn his hands into clouds and rain in the court hall, so how could he fail to see through Su Jiu's little thoughts?
He also smiled, "Just trust me. I will send someone to take care of my aunt, and I will also send someone to buy the elixir that my aunt needs. Your relatives are my relatives, don't worry."

Su Jiu secretly gritted his teeth.

Rong Zheng is going to detain her in the Rong Mansion...

Rong Zheng coughed weakly again, "The fever hasn't subsided completely, and I always feel that I don't have any appetite. Sister Su is good at cooking, I wonder if I will be honored to try the fish porridge made by Sister Su?"

Su Jiu refused in his heart.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Rong Zheng said worriedly: "The Duke's mansion is empty, there is not even a nursing home. Auntie stays there alone, I don't know if it is safe... Sister Su, why don't I send someone to bring my aunt to Rong's mansion? "

Su Jiu smelled a threat.

She stared at Rong Zheng, "Mother has a maid to take care of her, so she's very safe. Mr. Rong wants to drink fish porridge, so I'll make it for you."

She left the bedroom with a sullen face.

Rong Zheng was still sitting in the early summer sun.

A few strands of long black hair hung down from the corner of his forehead, making the man's face like jade, gentle and handsome.

He watched Su Jiu's skirt disappear outside the door, and his thin lips slowly curled into a triumphant arc.

After tasting the fish porridge made by Su Jiu, Rong Zheng suddenly understood why Xiao Tingchen refused to let go even if he died.

Leaving other things aside, Su Jiu's cooking skills are also very good. The simple fish porridge is smooth, soft and glutinous, and it melts in the mouth. It is a delicacy he has never tasted.

If I could keep her by my side forever...

The man's black eyes were full of desire.

(End of this chapter)