"Your Majesty, the ladies in the harem are just grateful for the young master's benevolence and righteousness. Don't think too much about it..."

When Lao Zhu heard this, he glared at Erhu coldly.

"We are not stupid!"

After saying this, Lao Zhu stepped over a pile of gifts and came to Xiao Nisun's bedside. Just when he felt that the light was a little dark, he saw San Dezi walking over with a candlestick in his hand.

"Come!"

"Come closer!"

As Lao Zhu spoke, he gently uncovered the fine grass cloth covering someone's butt, and then took a look at his masterpiece.

"hiss……"

Lao Zhu took a breath of air in his heart, and gently covered it with the fine grass cloth, then came outside without saying a word, and cursed Erhu.

"You are a dead man!"

"Why didn't you tell us to stop us during the day?"

"Look at how our eldest grandson was beaten!"

After Erhu heard this, the whole tiger felt bad. Can this old man still be reasonable?

He obviously beat someone up, but these words make it sound like it's my fault?

Although Erhu was full of grievances, he still chose to bow to life.

"I know my crime due to my humble position..."

Fortunately, Lao Zhu just complained and didn't really mean to blame.

"well!"

"I don't know if our eldest grandson's injury will be healed when our prince is buried!"

"If you miss it, you really missed it..."

Erhu became excited as soon as he heard this. He had gone to the Tai Hospital to ask questions today and had a very authoritative say on Zhu Yunxi's injury.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!"

"Mr. Hao told me today that the young master's body is different from ordinary people. He will be alive and kicking in less than three days. He will definitely not miss the uncle's funeral!"

"Even if His Highness's injuries were not cured that day, you still have a shoulder carriage and a walking carriage. Even if we carry him, we must carry the young master over!"

After hearing this, Lao Zhu really thought about it seriously.

"Carry it over...it's not impossible..."
Chapter completed!