The concubine was reborn, and the cold prince was made red in the face

Ling Xiao took Ling Ze into the inner room to see Marquis Jingyuan, which shocked Ling Ze, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"When Mr. Hou went there last month, he said he wanted to have a drinking contest with me. How could this..." Ling Ze was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Ling Xiao patted his shoulder and asked Mingyue to put him in place.

In the evening, Zuo Xiangning had people deliver meals and clothes to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao, who was cold and sad, felt a warmth when he saw these things.

"Madam wants to come over, but she's afraid of causing trouble to you." Chang Ming said, "Why don't you bring Madam over? Madam didn't go to bed until midnight last night."

"It's even harder to sleep when you get here." Ling Xiao said, "Go back and tell Madam that Dr. Liu is here. If there are no accidents, I will go back tomorrow."

After twelve hours, if his father still cannot wake up, he will take his father to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion and live with him.

After Changming left, Changfeng accompanied Dr. Liu.

Doctor Liu checked Zhongyuan Hou's pulse and wrote a new prescription, "I'll add some of the two herbs and try again."

Ling Xiao secretly sighed, knowing that Liu Qian had no choice now.

After the medicine was ready, Ling Xiao asked Changfeng to help his father up, and he force-fed the medicine.

Half an hour later, Liu Qian asked Ling Xiao to take off Zhongyuanhou's shirt. He took out silver needles and covered Zhongyuanhou's head and chest with silver needles.

After waiting hard for two quarters of an hour, Liu Qian shook his head at Ling Xiao and began to close the needle.

Ling Xiao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Liu Qian looked at the depressed Ling Xiao and comforted him: "Old Marquis, it's not that there is no chance at all, but you have to be patient and not be anxious."

Ling Xiao knew in her heart that what Liu Qian said was just to comfort him.

"Let people pack their things and move the old Marquis to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion tomorrow." Ling Xiao told Changfeng: "Tonight you and Mingyue will guard the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion here. I will come to pick up the old Marquis tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Changfeng nodded in agreement and asked someone to bring in his bedding and lay it on the footrest in the inner room.

Ling Xiao glanced at his father on the bed, sighed, and said, "You can just sleep on the Arhat bed outside."

"No need, sleep on the edge of the bed, I feel at ease." Changfeng said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of the old Marquis."

Ling Xiao walked out of the main room with his hands behind his back and his back slightly bent. He took two deep breaths in the yard before straightening his back and leaving the Zhongyuan Hou Mansion.

In Jingan Hou Mansion, Zuo Xiangning was sitting in front of the window reading a book in a lake blue dress.

Ling Xiao opened the door and went in, startling her. When she saw it was him, she hurriedly got out of the bed, "Why are you back at this time? Have you eaten?"

"Have eaten." Ling Xiao hurriedly stopped her and said in a relaxed tone: "The mixed side dish you gave me is delicious. Who made it?"

"I made it." Zuo Xiangning said with a smile: "If you like it, I will make it for you tomorrow. How is father's health?"

"It's not good." Ling Xiao took off his coat and sat next to Zuo Xiangning, and whispered: "I want to take my father to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion to take care of him."

"Okay." Zuo Xiangning didn't ask any questions, and immediately nodded and agreed: "Then I will have someone clean up the yard next to us now."

Ling Xiao felt even more guilty when she saw that Zuo Xiangning agreed so simply and without any hint of displeasure.

He had clearly said before that there would not be much involvement between himself and the Zhongyuan Marquis Mansion, but in just a few days, trouble for Zhongyuan Marquis came to the door. He couldn't kill his aunt, and his father was unconscious, so there would definitely be troubles ahead.

"The yard next to us was just tidied up a few days ago. I'll have them burn the ground dragon in a while, and just open the windows to ventilate it." Ling Xiao kissed the top of her hair, stood up and said, "I'm going to take a bath first. "

"I'll go find a change of clothes for you." Zuo Xiangning went down to the ground and shuffled her shoes to find some clean clothes for Ling Xiao.

When Ling Xiao entered the clean room, Zuo Xiangning called Pan Xia to come in, "Hurry up and take people to clean up the east yard, including the wing rooms in the yard. Also, pick a few more careful people Arrange to go to the east courtyard."

Panxia hurriedly took people to the east courtyard and cleaned the room from top to bottom, inside and out.

The next morning, Ling Xiao took Marquis Zhongyuan to Jingyuan Marquis Mansion and settled him before he told Zuo Xiangning: "Such a big thing happened to my father. I have to go to the palace and tell the emperor. Where is my father?" Mingyue will take care of you, so you don’t have to worry too much."

"You don't have to worry about your family." Zuo Xiangning sent him to the door, "Father will be fine."

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly wet.

"I know." Ling Xiao touched Zuo Xiangning's hair and got on the horse.

Zuo Xiangning found Dr. Liu and asked him in a low voice: "What kind of disease does the old marquis have?"

"The old Marquis seems to have had a stroke, but I suspect he was poisoned, but the medicines I prescribed for him are of no use." Liu Qian was also a little worried and said, "I want to give him the medicine first." Give acupuncture a few days to see if it has any effect.”

"Sorry to trouble you." Zuo Xiangning sighed.

At nearly noon, Ling Xiao came out of the palace and asked Chang Ming to go to the Zhongyuan Hou Mansion and "tell Chang Feng to withdraw everyone."

"Then Mrs. Hou and the Second Young Master..."

"They can do whatever they want." Ling Xiao waved his hand nonchalantly, "Take Master Ze over as well."

As soon as Changfeng left the Zhongyuan Hou Mansion, Mrs. Zhongyuan Hou arrived at the gate of Jingyuan Hou Mansion.

Ling Xiao was about to have dinner with Zuo Xiangning when he heard Changfeng say that Mrs. Zhongyuan Hou was here.

He put down his chopsticks and said displeasedly: "Take her to the flower hall."

Changfeng swallowed his saliva, "She didn't enter the house, so she cried at the door, attracting many people to watch."

Changfeng felt so sick that if this was a man, he would have kicked him long ago.

Ling Xiao stood up and smiled bitterly at Zuo Xiangning who stood up: "You can't deal with her. I'll go out and take a look myself. You wait for me in the house."

Zuo Xiangning was afraid that he would be impulsive, so she reminded her worriedly: "She is still Mrs. Zhongyuan Hou."

"I know." Ling Xiao nodded and went to the gate.

Mrs. Zhongyuan Hou's head was wrapped in white cloth, and bright red blood oozed from the white cloth.

She was supported by two girls and stood at the door, crying miserably to the people around her, "Master Hou was in good health, but after attending the wedding banquet, he suffered a stroke and fell into coma when he returned. Before he fell ill, Tell me, the Marquis Mansion was handed over to our second son, but Ling Xiao had us all locked up. I threatened to die, but he refused to let me out, and even took the old Marquis secretly. When we arrived at the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion, there was no one around the old Marquis to serve him. What did he want to do..."

Ling Xiao arrived at the door and happened to hear the second half of what Mrs. Zhongyuan Hou said. He sneered and walked out.

"Is there anything Mrs. Hou can't say in the mansion, but has to be said outside?" Ling Xiao asked in a deep voice: "If Mrs. Hou really doesn't want to go into the mansion to say it, she can go to Dali Temple or file a complaint. There is no need to do so. There is a lot of noise here, and besides, Zhongyuan Marquis is only unconscious, not dead. Now, Zhongyuan Marquis Mansion can’t talk about who to hand it over to, right? In addition, even if Zhongyuan Marquis Mansion really hands it over, it is impossible to hand it over to you and In Ling Chen’s hands.”

"Are you talking nonsense?" Mrs. Zhongyuan Hou became furious, pointed at Ling Xiao and asked, "If I don't give it to Ling Chen, how can I give it back to you?"