Brothers Qi Rongxuan and Qi Rongyu ran over quickly.
Mrs. Zheng has been helped to sit on the chair, and grandma is helping her calm down.
Mrs. Zheng half-closed her eyes, saw Qi Rongxuan, and grabbed his hand: "Xuan'er, Xuan'er, what should I do, what should I do? How come our family has become like this? What will you and Yu'er do in the future? Ming
What should Yue do? Why does that imperial concubine want to harm us like this!"
"Was it Wan'er, was Wan'er back? She came to take revenge, right?"
"Mother," Qi Rongxuan looked at the changed expressions of the maids around him and interrupted her sternly: "Mother, stop talking nonsense, Wan'er is dead and will not come back. The imperial concubine has not done any harm to us. She has done nothing.
If you have done it, you have not done it.”
Mrs. Zheng's eyes suddenly became panicked, and she held Qi Rongxuan's hand tightly, "What do you mean? Xuan'er, are you saying that what the imperial concubine said is true? How can you doubt your sister so much? Ming Ming
Don’t you know what kind of person Yue is? She is in poor health, has suffered so much, and has been wronged so much. How could she harm others? She is reluctant to step on an ant, so how could she harm others!
"
As if to make sure that what she said was correct, Mrs. Zheng kept mumbling: "How could she harm others! This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Qi Rongxuan looked at Mrs. Zheng, who had a tired face, a haggard expression, and some confusion about her sanity. He had almost forgotten what the mother in his memory was like who always put family etiquette first, who was always noble, elegant, calm and confident.
.
It seems that in just a few years, everything has changed.
He closed his eyes in pain and told his mother: "Take mother back to the room to rest. Don't let her worry about the things at home. Let the doctor prescribe some tranquilizers and have a good rest."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After seeing Mrs. Zheng off, Qi Mingyue's maid on the other side walked over and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, where is the lady..."
"Take good care of it." Qi Rongxuan ordered, then turned and left.
Qi Rongyu looked at Qi Mingyue's maid, then at Qi Rongxuan's back, and then followed Qi Rongxuan to the study.
…
In the room, Qi Mingyue waited until the doctor left, and the maid came over carefully holding the medicine, "Miss, slave, I will give you the medicine."
Qi Mingyue looked at the maid coldly: "Where is my mother? Where are the eldest and second brothers? Has my father ever returned home?"
The maid was so frightened by her eyes that she knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "Madam, madam is ill. The prince has gone to discuss matters with the second young master. The prince has not returned to the house yet, and the prince has ordered to take good care of you."
Qi Mingyue grabbed the sheets and closed her eyes,
"Get out!"
The maid was very frightened, but looking at Qi Mingyue's red and swollen face, she still asked tremblingly: "Miss, your injury..."
"Get out! Can't you hear me?" Qi Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the jade pillow and smashed it on the maid's head.
The maid subconsciously hid, but her cheek was still bleeding. The jade pillow fell to the ground and shattered. The maid could no longer care about anything else and ran out crawling.
Qi Mingyue's eyes were red and she was gritting her teeth.