King Xian looked at his servant in surprise, "What did you say? What saved him?"
A smile appeared on Zhou Chengling's face, "Uncle, let's go over and take a look!"
This was to end the conversation between them. King Xian wanted to force Zhou Chengling to stay, but he knew Zhou Chengling's temper, and no one could influence Zhou Chengling's thoughts. The emperor could not force him to marry Liu, and now he wanted to prevent him from marrying Yang.
Shi couldn't stop him, this brat was so tough that he wouldn't eat soft or hard bones. Even if he circled him like this and glared at him, he wouldn't do it. You want to scold him? In the future, he will be the one in the court.
But we still have to count on him.
King Xian took a deep look at Zhou Chengling. Zhou Chengling rarely spoke in the past, and it was hard to guess what he was thinking. But now that Yang was mentioned, Zhou Chengling had a smile on his face. He didn't understand that a woman could really make people...
People change so much.
King Xian frowned. He wanted to see Mrs. Yang. King Xian stood up and asked his servants to wait on him. He changed his clothes and went to the seventh master's house with Zhou Chengling.
As soon as King Xian entered the door, he heard Master Zhou Qi shouting, "Carry the coffin out."
When the funeral was being held, the entrance was still deserted, but now it was lively, with many people from the clan camp rushing over to see what was going on.
Seeing Prince Xian, Mr. Zhou Qi rushed to greet him.
"Old Qi, what are you doing?" King Xian looked at the busy servants in the mansion.
Mr. Zhou Qi's eyes shone brightly, "Our twelve girls have woken up. I will have these things thrown out."
Is this true? King Xian frowned, "Are you really awake?"
Master Zhou Qi nodded repeatedly, "Miss Yang is still being treated inside, and the concubine is also waiting for news in the yard."
Upon hearing this, King Xian and Zhou Chengling walked towards the inner courtyard.
After the two people entered the inner courtyard, someone else got off the carriage and went straight to the gate.
"It's better not to take these things out," Mrs. Zhou Li and several other ladies hurried over and said, "I'm afraid it's unlucky. We'd better listen to the news first."
Ms. Jiang who came out of the inner courtyard also said, "Miss Twelve hasn't fully woken up yet."
Mr. Zhou Qi glanced at the Li family. The relatives of the Li family and Zhou Chengling have been thinking about Zhou Chengling's title. Now, although Zhou Chengling has lost his title, the Li family is still running around, hoping to inherit the title of King Kang.
Master Zhou Qi looked at his servant, "Prepare the carriage and send the guests back first. Now the mansion is treating Miss Twelve, so there can't be too many people here."
Mrs. Li and Mrs. Jiang looked at each other, Master Qi was going to kick them out.
"Lao Qi, what do you mean by this? She is just a folk female doctor. Is it possible that she is more powerful than the imperial doctor? I am not caring about your family when I come to help." Zhou Chengjing frowned.
Seeing that her husband had spoken, Ms. Li pretended to be aggrieved, lowered her head and stood aside at a loss.
"Our child has been sick for a year or two. Who in the clan camp doesn't know? In order to treat our child, my husband and I have eaten snakes, scorpions, rats, and tasted poisonous weeds. To tell you the truth, we have even used bird droppings as medicine.
What was the ultimate result? The living child was almost buried."
Mr. Zhou Qi's eyes grew hot as he spoke, "We made a golden body for the Bodhisattva. In order to seek peace, I knelt naked in the snow for two hours in the middle of winter. Didn't you all find it ridiculous and started talking about it at the banquet?"
Mr. Zhou Qi's blood-red eyes flashed across everyone's faces, "You throw away the gifts we give you every year for fear of getting into trouble. I don't tell you, so don't think I don't know."
People celebrate the New Year happily, but their surroundings are deserted during the New Year. At night, only the couple hug each other and feel sad.
Know yourself whether you are warm or cold, know whether you are warm or cold.
Now just thinking about how he almost buried his living child, he felt like he wanted to die. Who would have known that he would rather be buried in the coffin than himself.
These people also let him keep the coffin and wanted to see his jokes.
Still questioning Miss Yang.
If I keep it in my heart, I won’t be happy if I don’t vomit it out today.
Ever since the children died one after another after getting sick, he had dreamed that they would come back to life. Now that the twelve girls have come back to life, today is the happiest day of his life.
Just because of Miss Yang.
No one can slander Miss Yang in front of him.
"It's too late to come out and raise any concerns now," Mr. Zhou Qi simply took off his cloak and stood upright, "If anyone says anything, I will stew everything I have eaten over the years for him.
He placed our coffin in front of his house and burned it. Since we share blessings and hardships, you all should help our family share some of the burden. If our children get well, our whole family, young and old, will miss your kindness."
Zhou Chengjing and Li were silent immediately.
Mr. Zhou Qi looked at Zhou Chengjing and the Li family with wide eyes, "How about it, brothers and sisters-in-law, who is willing?"
Hearing that Zhou Chengling asked Princess Xian to marry the Yang family, the Li family originally wanted to make a fuss with some of the clan wives, but unexpectedly, she was scolded by Master Zhou Qi here before even seeing the Yang family.
Mrs. Li stood there stunned.
What ability does this Yang have that allows so many people to speak for her?
"Crazy, I think you are crazy." Zhou Chengjing stretched out his hand and pointed at Mr. Zhou Qi.
Master Zhou Qi turned to look at his servant, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Do you want me to see off the guests by myself?"
Zhou Chengjing stamped his feet and turned to leave, and Li followed him like a bereaved dog.
…
Yang Mo watched Miss Twelve's mouth opening and closing but could not speak.
"Don't worry," Yang Mo whispered, "Just wake up and take a moment before you can speak."
Miss Twelve nodded slightly.
Yang Mo looked at her mother in charge and said, "You can let the concubine and the seventh lady come in."
Miss Yang's voice suddenly became indescribably pleasant, and her mother in charge immediately went out to report it.
After a while, Mrs. Zhou Qi helped Princess Xian through the door.
When Princess Xian saw Miss Twelve's haggard eyes, her nose felt sour, "Good boy, you scared the old lady to death."
If they bury the child like this, they have committed a great sin.
Mrs. Zhou Qi held up Miss Twelve with trembling hands, and then looked at Yang Mo, "Miss Yang, you are the benefactor of our family. If I bury Miss Twelve today, I will have done a great sin, my child."
, I didn’t even have time to feel the pain, how could I hurt her with my own hands.”
Yang Mo hurriedly helped Mrs. Zhou Qi, "It's not my fault, madam. Miss Twelve's illness is so serious that it's hard to tell clearly." The symptoms of suspended animation are often misdiagnosed even in modern times.
Mrs. Zhou Qi held Miss Twelve's hand tightly and looked at Yang Mo with some fear, "Can Girl Twelve's illness be cured?"
Yang Mo said: "I will do my best to diagnose and treat, hoping to cure Miss Twelve and Brother Cheng."
Mrs. Zhou Qi suddenly felt warm in her heart. As long as Miss Yang promised to treat the child, they would have hope.