"Sister, what do you mean? I just want to express my feelings and ask her to replenish her body. How could I take medicine? I know Qingran knows how to treat her? How could I take medicine?"
"Then who do you want to drug it?" Lian Jinyu answered.
"I think... no one wants to drug anyone. I serve carefully all day long, afraid of making mistakes, so why dare to make trouble?" Lian Jinrong looked aggrieved.
An Zhongtao sneered: "I thought you had changed. In the past, you wanted to harm the mistress and the legitimate son. Didn't you find that half-immortal? Now you have changed directions and dealt with Qingran..."
"General, I swear with my children that I don't know about this matter at all. If there is a problem with the embroidery, it must be because someone else wants to blame me. General, please investigate..." Lian Jinrong looked dissatisfied.
An Zhongtao's face was so angry that he twisted. He pointed at Lian Jinrong and said, "Who can blame you? I'll just say, why have you been so good recently? It seems that you have always been a kind person, I tell you
If you want to make a fool of me again, you have to think twice about it yourself. If you admit it, suffer less. If you continue to be so stubborn, don’t blame me for being rude..."
"General, I have never done it, I have never done it, and I have never done it even if you beat me to death..." Lian Jinrong still looked persistent.
"Come on, lock her up first and starve for two days." An Zhongtao was unwilling to listen to her quibbling here, so he couldn't help but let her go and leave first.
Madam Hong and another woman approached to pull Lian Jinrong, and she stared at them with a vicious look: "No need for you, I'll go by myself..."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at An Qingran and Lian Jinyu: "You guys frame me..."
Lian Jinyu gritted his teeth in anger: "We framed you, as for disfigure my baby daughter? Are you worthy of such a huge sum of money?"
Lian Jinrong's tone was suffocated: "I haven't done it anyway..."
Her voice fell, and she had already walked outside, and a few loud laughter came. An Qingran's body shook and almost fell down. She fell on the chair. Honeysuckle just happened to have brought medicine. She took a few sips.
Then he put it aside: "Mom, I'm fine, I just had acne on my face, and I said it was severely disfigured."
"Daughter, you have to drink the medicine on time. Lian Jinrong did this, but my mother was blamed for not being alert enough. She didn't expect her to attack you. My mother was wrong, and I don't know if your father would still be there this time.
I will let her come out, it is hard for you to plead for her at that time. After the ban is lifted, she will repay her kindness. It really hurts my kind child..." Lian Jinyu started crying again.
An Qingran said: "Mother, don't cry, I won't have any trouble, I promise..."
Her eyes were burning.
"Child, have you thought of a treatment plan yourself?" Lian Jinyu stopped crying.
"I will find it slowly. Mom, don't you believe me? I won't solve many problems. I should solve my own face problem." An Qingran's face showed a strong smile.
Even Jinyu didn't know whether she was relaxing her heart or she was really capable of curing it, but after she said this, she was really feeling much better.
"Mom, take good care of my brother now and don't give anyone an opportunity to take advantage of it." An Qingran coaxed Lian Jinyu away.
When she returned to the room, she sat there quietly, pulling a piece of blue sky silkworm, and the expression on her face was not obvious.
"Miss, I won't have another chance this time, right?" Honeysuckle whispered.
"Not necessarily, my face is not a big deal, and my father may not be cruel..."
"What should I do?"
"Wait quietly, there will be a good show to continue." An Qingran's lips sneered.
Seeing this, Honeysuckle didn't ask again.
An Zhongtao returned to his study room, his anger was not gone, and he was wandering around the room, not knowing what to do. Finally, he stopped and hit the table next to him with a palm, which broke in response.
, fragments splashed everywhere, and a loud noise, Fuquan outside ran in frightened. When the general saw it was him, he still glared. His eyes were scared, Fuquan asked carefully whether he wanted to ask someone to clean up.
The general waved his hand and asked him to go out too.
He sat in the room, his face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with annoyance. He was repeatedly teased by this woman. If he let him go, she would not know what would happen.
He had just sat for a while and Fuquan came and said a few words to him. An Zhongtao's face calmed down and he was no longer angry. Instead, he was cold and straight into his eyes.
"Okay, you can check this matter again and tell me back." An Zhongtao seemed to have used all his strength and finally sat on the rattan chair with fragments of the table on it, but he ignored it.
Fuquan got the order, left the study room, and looked at Madam Hong: "Come with me."
Madam Hong was holding a small jacket in her hand, which was worn by An Mingchen before she got sick. She carried the small jacket with a carrying bag, far away from her. Fuquan also frowned when she saw it.
When they arrived at Lanxiao Pavilion, An Yanran was crying outside the wing room. An Mingxuan was the same. He touched his tears and called his mother. Lian Jinrong's voice came from inside: "Don't cry, mother isn't you?
Don't be afraid of what you have done..."
When An Yanran saw Fuquan and Madam Hong coming, and her expression was wrong, she couldn't help but come forward to ask.
Fuquan respects them as the young lady and the young master, so he told them to go back to the house with kind words.
An Yanran didn't go back, and Fuquan finally had no choice but to let her stand outside and open the door. When Lian Jinrong saw Madam Hong, she bit her teeth: "I haven't done it before, even if you come to force me to confess, I haven't done it...
…”
Before she could finish her words, she saw the little jacket in Madam Hong's hand, and her eyes were obviously shocked.
Both Madam Hong and Fu caught the panic in her eyes. Madam Hong said, "My mother, you should recognize this little jacket!"
"Yes, this was stitched by me."
"Then you must know that there is content in this jacket, right?" Madam Hong sneered.
"You are also the one who blames me if there is content." Lian Jinrong sneered, "Now you can say that I do everything, and I am not afraid of two more charges. Your master and slave are all extremely cunning.
Yes, I'm willing to give up on the disadvantage..."
"Then what this means, you don't know what mechanism will be inside this jacket?" Fuquan suddenly spoke.
Lian Jinrong looked at him and sneered: "I really don't know when you became a lackey in Dongnuan Pavilion..."
"Don't speak so badly. I was ordered by the general to find out something. This little jacket was made by Lian Auntie. Then you will definitely say that there is nothing wrong, right?"
"Yes, if there is anything wrong, it is someone else's frame."
"Okay, since that's the case, we might as well let the second young master wear it and try it out. I said there was nothing here, it was just that the mistress wanted to commit crimes." Fu Quan's expression was very calm and he had a little respect.