I asked the lord to rebel in advance

Chapter 227
Qin Youran's eyes widened, and she swallowed the bitter medicine in her mouth in fright...
It's dangerous, but Song Jiayu can't let Song Jiayu know that she feeds him medicine in this way, otherwise it won't be clear.

The medicine was really bitter. Qin Youran shuddered. Before she could pour water, she picked up the teapot and poured it into her mouth. The bitterness finally subsided a little. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head to look at the bed. Close your eyes.

Qin Youran came over and asked in a low voice, "My lord, are you better?"

No response!

Qin Youran tried to reach out again, and placed it under Song Jiayu's breath. Fortunately, he was breathing, and he was not dead!

It seemed that he just opened his eyes unconsciously just now, and didn't wake up.

Now that he has taken the medicine, he should be able to wake up soon after recuperating his internal injuries.

Qin Youran didn't dare to sleep for a moment, and just guarded Song Jiayu like this.

After waiting for a long time without waking up, Qin Youran began to doze off, and suddenly... suddenly heard the voices of many women from outside.

Qin Youran was clever, and listened carefully outside. It turned out that the girls from the Qin family came to play with her.

Don't come early, don't come late, why come at this time!

Qin Youran quickly covered Song Jiayu tightly with the quilt, then picked up the clothes on the side, put them on casually, and ran out, trying to stop those people at the door.

A few girls from the Qin family, as well as little girls who came to see relatives from each house, added up to seven or eight people.When they saw Qin Youran's disheveled clothes and flustered expression, they were shocked.

The eldest daughter and the second daughter of the Qin family are already married.Now the oldest one is the third girl from the big house. He listened to his grandmother and mother talking about the fifth house on weekdays, so he was naturally happy to see Qin Youran make a fool of himself.

Today, Qin Youran's clothes are disheveled, so he can be ridiculed and ridiculed.

"Oh, little sister sixth, what's wrong with you? It looks like someone is in the room, flustered." Miss Qin San held a handkerchief, covered her mouth and chuckled, looked Qin Youran up and down, and then glanced at Qin Youran from time to time The door behind.

Miss Qin San was right, there was indeed someone in her room.

Qin Youran frowned slightly. She didn't expect that her parents didn't come, but those girls from the Qin family who didn't like her but had to pretend to be very enthusiastic came back.

"I didn't sleep well at night, I slept more during the day, but I just had a nightmare and was startled, so I ran out." Qin Youran said weakly, "I don't feel well today, sisters and sisters, please go back first , and invite the sisters to come over to play some other day!"

Just now Qin Youran's face was flustered, it did exist, but now he is unwilling to let them in the house in every possible way, could it be... Could it be that there is really an ulterior secret in the house?

Those who were jealous of Qin Youran had flickering eyes and were eager to try, "Sixth sister, you are not feeling well, we sisters, of course we have to stay and take care of you, come, come, I will take you into the house..."

These little girls are shrewd one by one, and their hearts are bad, and they are probably already suspicious.

Just when Qin Youran was about to spoil and not let them in no matter what, she didn't expect that the little maid of Miss Qin San had already opened the door.

Qin Youran was taken aback for a moment, her face changed slightly, she was finished, she was about to be discovered.

This time, I'm going to embarrass my father.

The damage to Qing Yu is not over yet, the comatose person is Song Jiayu, the Seventeenth Prince, what should I do?

Those little girls rushed in as shrewdly as little foxes.

Even if Qin Youran wants to fight, it's impossible to fight them all at once.

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(End of this chapter)