Chapter 465 Damage

This question made Cui Xun almost unable to stand, and staggered and took a few steps back.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was tight and he couldn't spit out a word.

The old man was also silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cui Jiuzhen didn't let him go. She was really sad and sad. "My father only felt sorry for Cui Yuanshu and lost his life. What about me? I almost died at their hands again and again. Do you have to wait until I die before you can have a better life?"

"Zhen'er!" The old man scolded, obviously dissatisfied with her words.

How can I curse myself like this?

Cui Xun didn't expect her to say that, not to mention that he had never thought so, and said angrily: "How can you say that? You know that your father loves you the most, but never thought about it..."

"But you are blaming me, are you blaming me for killing Cui Yuanshu?" She sneered, and the tears in her eyes finally fell.

Looking at the silent Cui Heng, she wiped her tears and said, "I never regret what I did. If I were given another chance, I would only kill them earlier."

There will never be any room left!

"If my father wants to hate me, just hate me!" she said without any worries.

Cui Xun was stunned and looked at her, "Zheng'er..." He didn't expect that she would have such great resentment, so he had to say hard: "I don't hate you for my father, but that child Yuanshu..."

Cui Jiuzhen sneered, "Did my father think about her like this? Did he ever think about his mother and me?"

When talking about her biological mother, Cui Xun was a little dazed.

"My mother tried her best to give birth to me and didn't let me be persecuted by them. Since you can't protect me, of course I am the only one who protects myself."

This sentence seemed to slap Cui Xun in the face, which immediately left him speechless.

It’s not that he didn’t know what his daughter had experienced, but today’s incident suddenly caused a stir in his heart, making him dazed.

It is true that he felt sorry for Choi Won-shu, and he regretted losing her even more, but the most important thing was Choi Jiuzhen.

"It's not the meaning of being a father, being a father, Zhen'er should not blame his father."

His heart was complicated and miserable.

But Cui Jiuzhen was frustrated and no longer wanted to listen. She had a cold face and felt that the blood that had just soared into the sky spirit cover was rising.

After pinching her palm, she said, "What my father thinks has nothing to do with me. I am tired, so I won't have dinner with you and grandfather today."

After saying that, she felt darkness in front of her eyes as soon as she was about to raise her foot. As the sky turned dizzy, she seemed to hear someone's scream.

My wrist hurt, but it still failed to overwhelm her tired consciousness.

"Come, come--" Cui Xun held her cut wrist and shook her incredibly.

"Go and call the doctor." The old man pushed him away and bandaged Cui Jiuzhen's wrist with a veil.

Cui Xun's mind was in chaos. He was stimulated by the bright red blood and couldn't even walk steadily. When he saw the maid coming in, he hurriedly grabbed someone and called the doctor of the mansion.

At first, the two maids heard them quarrel outside, but they didn't expect that they would make such a big fuss.

Qiu Shui was quick in legs and feet, so naturally she went to invite her. Ruyun also helped the old man pick up Cui Jiuzhen.

After all, the old man was getting older and it was a bit difficult, so Cui Xun calmed down and took over.

"Zheng'er, don't scare your father. Father doesn't blame you, really doesn't blame you."

The man who was about to be forty also turned red and tears were flowing.

When I put the person on the bed, I looked at the wound on my wrist and had soaked the handkerchief.

This was scratched by fragments on the ground when they fell. The cut was not big, but it was a little deep, so there was a lot of blood flowing.

The old man was so angry that he wanted to beat his son, but he didn't care about him, so he could only treat Cui Jiuzhen's wound first.

He asked the servant to get the medicine, and he cleaned it up and bandaged it himself.

Then he put his hand on Cui Jiuzhen's pulse, and after a moment, his brows relaxed and looked at his granddaughter's pale face with some difficulty.

"Father, how about Zhen'er? Are you angry with me? Is there something wrong with my body?"

Cui Xun was still crying at the tip of his nose, afraid that his daughter would have something.

Now I feel regretful and bitter.

He would really get angry with his daughter, but he just couldn't accept it for the time being.

"You also know that you are so angry that Zhen'er. If there is something, I will kill you and you will not be able to relieve your hatred."

The old man slowly put down Cui Jiuzhen's hand, sorted out the quilt for her, and kicked Cui Xun away, "Get out and cry."

The doctor in the palace was pulled by Qiushui and started to take the pulse without saying a word.

After Cui Xun was kicked away, he ignored it and hurriedly climbed to the bed to ask. The two maids also looked at him worriedly, but the old man was calm, but he just looked at the doctor's pulse with a wrong look.

A quarter of an hour later, the doctor nodded, then looked at Cui Jiuzhen's injury. Seeing that he had been properly handled, he had nothing to worry about, so he turned out the pen, ink and paper.

"Doctor, how are you doing? What's wrong with my son?" Cui Xun asked in a hurry.

The doctor of the government glanced at him, "The trauma of the eldest lady has been properly treated. As for her body, she is anxious and her mind is damaged. She should rest for a few days."

Cui Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It's fine if it's okay, it's fine if it's okay.

"As for the child in his stomach, it's quite safe!" He said with a smile and closed his pen.

"Child?" This time, not only Cui Xun was stunned, but even Ruyun and Qiushui were stunned.

The old man knew it and smiled in his eyes.

"How many months have you been? What should you pay attention to?" He said to the doctor in the government: "I'm sorry to tell me one by one so that the subordinates can pay attention to serving them."

The doctor in the government hurriedly said: "It has been more than a month since the pulse is similar. The young lady is healthy on weekdays and has only a little cold. Don't eat more cold foods and soak her feet on weekdays..."

I talked a lot back and forth, and the old man remembered it in my heart. The two maids listened carefully, not daring to miss a single point.

After seeing the doctor away, the old man left only two maids to watch, and he took Cui Xu away, who was still in a daze.

In the study room, the old man asked Cui Xun to kneel on the ground, and his face was disappointed.

If I had thought about pulling him back in the past, I didn’t need to do it now.

"You have been weak since childhood, and I blame me for not teaching you well, but you have a good character, so I will follow you. After all, the Cui family doesn't need to have another imperial magistrate or a cemetery master."

After hearing this, Cui Xun pursed his lips. He knew what happened today and he disappointed his father.

But he really didn't mean to blame Zhen'er. He was just angry, angry, and even more angry about this matter.

"It's my fault for Zhen'er." He lowered his head, "My son didn't think so much at that time."

"It's really not for Zhen'er. My father knew that there would be such a day." The old man sighed.

Cui Xun looked up in a daze, "Father means..."

"Yuan Shu's life was ordered by the emperor. She colluded with the vassal kings to disrupt the government. If she hadn't been expelled from the family long ago, the entire Cui family and Wen family would have been implicated by her."

Cui Xun's eyes trembled.

"Zhen'er acts decisively, but it's a pity that she is not a man. Otherwise, there will be someone in my lineage."

Although the old man said that, he did not mean a slight regret.

In any case, it was enough for him to have a granddaughter, not to mention that he did not have to inherit his things.

This is not a grandson-in-law, but also a belly.

Thinking of this, he smiled a little more on his face. As for his son, he only said: "You are not suitable for officialdom after all. In two years, you can resign or release the office or leave the office in order to take a chance!"

If he stays here like this in the capital, he may not be a drag in the future.

He always has to consider the next generation!
Chapter completed!