On the third day after returning from Dafuku Temple, there were rumors in Kyoto that the Meng family was going to marry the Nanjiang Palace.
The news reached the Zheng family, and Zheng Ruxue cried and swelled her eyes in the house.
Everyone in the Zheng family was angry, especially Madam Zheng, who really wished to rush to the Meng’s house immediately and point to the noses of Madam Meng and Meng Nan.
Master Zheng sighed for a long time, and said: "This is something that was expected. If our Zheng family is still the same as before, there may be a chance, but now—"
Right now, the King Xiao, whom he had supported in the past, lost power, and he was also gradually falling in the middle of the court. Even the branches of the Zheng family, who were originally in the same branch, avoided meeting with them. Today's Zheng family is not as good as before. Up.
"It's not good, it's not good, Mrs. Master, Miss her, Miss she cast a ring."
Madam Zheng fainted on the spot in shock. Master Zheng asked the girl, "Help, have you been rescued?"
The girl nodded quickly: "Saved, saved."
Master Zheng raised his hand and slapped the girl, "What do you do with a big gasp? Do you want to scare people to death?" He said, he immediately swept his eyes at the servants in the room: "Take care of your mouth, if you dare Saying half a word outside, plucked your tongue out."
The servants hurriedly knelt down, their bodies trembling non-stop, one after another secretly scolding themselves of bad luck, why did they let them hear
Knowing such things, when the mistress wakes up, they will be sold with their tongues cut off.
Master Zheng asked the girl again: "Who else knows?"
The girl only reacted at this moment, cold sweat was already coming out of her back, and she just felt wronged by the slap, but now she feels that if she only slapped, it would be great kindness to her.
As soon as the girl's legs became soft, she knelt down and said with a cry: "Everyone in the yard knows that they have already invited the doctor."
Zheng Da's popularity was not good. He turned his head and saw the already cold tea on the table.
"Just know that I am dizzy, what else? Is it possible for me to deal with this back house matter?"
Madam Zheng looked at Master Zheng stupidly, "She's Xueer, she's my Xueer—"
Master Zheng snorted coldly: "You can't die, don't you hurry up?"
Hearing that her daughter was still alive, Mrs. Zheng felt very happy and rushed to Qingxueju with the girl in a hurry.
The courtyard was already in chaos, Madam Zheng would calm down instead, take out her mistress's demeanor, and give an order. The powerful women and big girls around him quickly controlled the situation.
She went in to see Zheng Ruxue.
Xueer was lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes staring at the tent blankly, and there was a shocking bruise on her slender and white neck.
Madam Zheng rushed to her daughter's bed and started crying while holding her body: "You stupid girl, why can't you think about it like this?"
Zheng Ruxue's eyes finally blinked, she rolled her eyes to look at her mother, opened her mouth, and said something hoarse.
"Mother, I have waited for him for so long, and waited for him for so long, how can he, how can he marry another woman?"
Madam Zheng cried: "They have no conscience in the Meng family, so it's worth it for him? Xueer, you still have father and mother, and two younger sisters."
Zheng Ruxue suddenly took her mother's hand and cried, "Mother, go and talk about it. You might still have a chance while things are not done yet."
Madam Zheng shook her head: "Silly boy, where is there any chance? Now that our Zheng family has fallen, they won't look at us with straight eyes anymore."