The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 595 Master Yang is dying
It was very cold, and snow kept falling, and after a night of accumulation, white snow piled up on the ground.

Qingsang woke up early, got up gently and opened the window, what she saw was a vast expanse of white snow.

She yawned softly and rubbed her eyes, the white snow-colored, piercing eyes hurt a little.

"Xiao Lin."

There was movement behind him, Xiao Lin woke up.

"Well, what's the matter, lady?"

A lazy voice followed.

"I'm going to see someone in a while, so take good care of your younger siblings."

"Okay, be careful yourself."

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Tianxiang Pavilion.

Qingsang saw Mrs. Yang San again, compared to her pale complexion and dull eyes before, she now has bright eyes and an even more energetic demeanor, which shows that she has gained a lot of status and power in the Yang residence.

Tsk tsk, silver is really a good thing.

Mrs. Yang looked at the opposite, and the woman who was sitting in a leisurely posture smiled and said, "Mrs. Xiao is full of ambition."

What she said was naturally that she won No.1 in this competition. Obviously, Mrs. Yang is also paying attention to it all the time.

"Hey, it's a pity that my master doesn't seem very happy. Yesterday he vomited blood in anger!"

"He's depressed. He didn't have anything to do with him, but he insisted on meddling. Now it's all right."

Qingsang smiled sweetly, but there were a few rays of light flickering in her eyes.

It was helpless to say that it was all caused by Ning Zhou. This Yang Jingtian felt that his face had been brushed off, so he always wanted to fight against him.

At this time, Mrs. Yang suddenly said seriously, "The master suddenly vomited blood last night, which frightened many people. Even if you invite a doctor to come in for a consultation, the situation is not optimistic."

In fact, this time it's not Qingsang's calling, Madam Yang will also take the initiative to look for her.

After all, Mr. Yang is old, in his seventies, if he loses his temper a little bit, he may die. Now that she is gaining power in the Yang Mansion, if Yang Jingtian dies, then she is not a bamboo basket. Nothing.

So Mrs. Yang San was really in a hurry, she didn't know that there would be such a series of consequences if she got the invitation for Qingsang.

Seeing Mrs. Yang San's eager and anxious expression, Qing Sang smiled.

"It's a good thing, it's a good thing. Doesn't Mrs. Yang want to get out of his clutches and live and fly with the one she loves?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Yang San's face turned cold immediately: "Madam Xiao thinks that the matter has been dealt with, can you kick me away?"

"Oh, why does Mrs. Yang think so? That's not what I mean. What I mean is that Yang Jingtian doesn't have much time to live, and Mrs. Yang has long been planning for herself. Now that Master Yang's life is at stake, it is precisely When he is most vulnerable, Madam should always be by his side at this moment."

Mrs. Yang's complexion became even worse: "Everyone knows that he is leaving soon, and everyone is waiting on him. What's the matter with me?"

"Ma'am, at this time, everyone is eager to win the master's favor at the last moment, and strive to obtain more property. As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. This is when they show their ugliness. Madam just need to be yourself. That's it."

"What should I do with Master Yang's sentence?"

The third lady stroked her protruding belly with a worried expression on her face.

"At least it's okay for the baby in your womb to fall to the ground."

(End of this chapter)