Little General Mu drank a bowl of calming soup and fell asleep in a daze. It was not good for everyone to wake him up, so they had to ask him about the truth tomorrow.
The emperor strengthened the security of the palace, and warned King Zhao and King Yin in earnest. Both of them were very wronged. Even though they disliked Ji Mingxiu a hundred times, they really didn't do it. They didn't know it at all. Little General Mu had a feud with Qiao Wei, so how could he think of using this method to blame Qiao Wei and Ji Mingxiu
Of course, the two of them regretted it a little. They wished they knew about it earlier. With their ability, they killed General Mu, and Ji Mingxiu couldn't take off his hat.
Sorry, sorry!
The three of them left the palace and went back home.
The snow stopped, the official road was cleaned, and it was still easy to go. After half an hour, the carriage arrived at Ji's house, and Yan Feijue stretched: "I'm back to the courtyard."
Ji Mingxiu got off the carriage and went back to Qinglianju.
The two little buns fell asleep, Brother Liu was taken back to Luomei Courtyard by the old lady, and all the servants returned to the back room, the whole courtyard was silent.
Ji Mingxiu pushed open the door. There was no light in the room, but there was a faint light in the bathroom. He looked at the bathroom and then at the bed. The cups on the bed were rolled up. It looked like she had covered her head under the quilt. inside.
Ji Mingxiu took a look, frowned, raised his hand to uncover the quilt, hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand, picked up the pajamas that had been folded by the bed, and went to the bathroom.
There is a thick layer of petals floating in the pool, hot air emerges from between the petals, and the wolf head on the top is gurgling hot water.
Ji Mingxiu took off his clothes and stepped out of the bath.
The bath was not big, but it was not small either. He leaned against the wall of the pool, put his arms on the floor, half-closed his eyes, and there was a lazy coquettish look on his brows.
Suddenly, a bubble bulged in the petal, revealing a hollow wheat stalk. The stalk was thin and short, hidden in the petal, so it was hard to detect.
Ji Mingxiu's gaze stayed on the wheat stalk for a while, then he picked up a petal and flew over to cover the stalk.
Huh~
The petals were blown over.
Ji Mingxiu paused, picked up another petal, rolled it up, and stuffed it into the stem.
Huh~
Huh~
huh~
huh huh~
Huh huh huh huh... huh!
Someone at the bottom of the pool had a sore cheek from blowing, and finally blew out the petals.
But before she could take a breath of fresh air, the stem was pinched down with her fingers maliciously.
Someone continued to whine, but couldn't move anymore!
I can't breathe!
Qiao Wei got out of the water, took a deep breath, and wiped off the water droplets on her face.
The petals were all over her head, and she picked off a few casually, her chest heaved so badly, she lay on the edge of the pool, gasping for breath.
Ji Mingxiu looked at her indifferently: "It's not enough to pick up people's pants, and I came to peek at people taking a bath, Qiao Zongzhu is really romantic."
Qiao Wei glared at him angrily: "Who is flirtatious? Obviously I came first! If you want to peek, you peek at me!"
Ji Mingxiu said casually, "You deliberately hid under the pond, who can see it?"
Qiao Wei snorted: "It's my business how to wash it, it's your business if you can't see it, anyway, I came first, you occupy my pool and block my pipes, it's your fault!"
"Then what do you want?"
Qiao Wei cleared her throat: "I took off your pants, and you peeked at me taking a shower, it's even!"
Ji Mingxiu said: "This deal is not fair. You and I have already seen it. If you want me to see another woman, it will be considered even."
Qiao Wei sat down with her arms in her arms, and said angrily: "Okay! Go and see!"
Ji Mingxiu's eyes turned cold, and he got up and was about to go out. Qiao Wei hugged his arm and said resentfully, "Are you really going?"
She hugged him tightly and pulled his whole arm into her bosom. She was only wearing a thin pajamas, which was invisible in the pool, but when it came out of the water, the pajamas became transparent wings, Sticking to her firm and delicate skin, it outlines her graceful lines, which is as beautiful as a fan.
The softness of his chest was pressed against his arm, extruded into a seductive shape.
She opened a pair of eyes filled with water vapor, and there were teardrops or water droplets hanging on her slender eyelash feathers, which were crystal clear, making her look extremely innocent.
The cheeks were smoked pink, the red lips were slightly parted, and the tip of the tongue could be faintly seen, and its sweet taste could be imagined in my mind.
Ji Mingxiu's eyes darkened.
Qiao Wei didn't know that she had already lit the fire, and hugged his arm and rubbed it: "Don't go, how can they look better than me?"
Ji Mingxiu's expression almost couldn't hold back. Although this was the truth, how could anyone say that
"Take it off." His voice was cold.
Qiao Wei was startled: "Huh?"
Ji Mingxiu said calmly, "Didn't you want to show me?"
Qiao Wei let go of his arm, hugged herself, her eye feathers tangle quickly: "I... I'm that... You've seen it all..."
Ji Mingxiu's eyes fell on her as if he was real, and said in a neutral tone: "That's it, so you've seen it?"
Qiao Wei looked down at her pajamas, which could barely cover her body, her face was slightly flushed, it didn't make much difference whether she was wearing it or not, isn't this called seeing it
Ji Mingxiu's gaze could almost penetrate her clothes, the evil fire in his body was aroused, and his lower abdomen was a little swollen, but he was always cold, and there was nothing unusual in his expression: "It seems that Sect Master Qiao has no sincerity for peace talks."
Why not sincere? No sincerity, am I waiting for you in the pool? You really act like I'm not sleepy.
Qiao Wei murmured in her heart, and glanced at him secretly, his expression was so calm, so calm that Qiao Wei began to doubt her feminine charm, she dressed herself like this, how could he still sit still
Qiao Wei gently moved in front of him, lowered her head, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one.
The perfect jade-like skin was gradually entangled in the water vapor, and the place where the skirt was opened could faintly see the alluring scenery.
Ji Mingxiu couldn't look away, his throat was dry and tight.
When I got to the fourth one, I got stuck.
Qiao Wei thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out: "Eh? What's going on? Just now... um..."
In the middle of the conversation, her lips were sealed. Ji Mingxiu covered her lips and blocked all her words. He clasped her soft waist with one hand, deepened the kiss, and tore her apart with the other hand. Shredded her clothes, and pressed her whole body against the cold and hard wall of the pool.
Qiao Wei was so breathless by the kiss that her body softened into a puddle of water, like a trembling flower in the cold wind, letting him get whatever she wanted.
He was still jealous, different from the gentleness in the past, almost embedding her in his bones every time.
A night of indulgence.
…
However, after Mrs. Zhen spent a pleasant first night at Ji's house, at dawn, she took the sorted out gifts and sent them to each room. The big gifts had already been delivered yesterday, and today they are some small things. , It is said to be a gift, but in fact it is to make acquaintances in each room by giving things.
She is a relative of Dafang, she should visit Dafang first, so she went to Qinglianju first.
Ji Mingxiu went out before dawn, very refreshed, Qiao Wei was not so lucky, she knew that Ji Mingxiu had shown mercy in the past, caring about her "first taste" of love, and Don't dare to tire her too much, she had a good time last night, and she completely lay down, sleeping so dimly.
Bi'er welcomed Zhen's mother and daughter into the side hall, served hot tea, and said without changing her face: "Young Madam is not feeling well. She took medicine in the morning and fell asleep again. Madam Xun and Miss Xun sit down first. call her."
Zhen Shi said politely: "Why is this so embarrassing? Since she is ill, we just have to wait. Go and do your work."
Bi'er laughed and said, "Mrs. Xun and Miss Xun haven't eaten breakfast yet, right? I'll let the small kitchen cook something to fill my stomach!"
Mrs. Zhen was indeed hungry, but she was reluctant to agree, and said politely: "No need, I will leave after I give the young lady something."
Bi'er said, "How can it be done? You have to eat something anyway."
Even though they don't want to entertain you, the Ji family can't do anything to neglect guests.
Mrs. Zhen couldn't refuse anymore, so Bier ordered the small kitchen to make some exquisite dim sum, ordered two bowls of shredded pork noodles, cooked two cups of bird's nest, and several dishes of refreshing side dishes.
This is almost the weight of Wang Shu alone.
Looking at the dazzling array of food on the table, Mrs. Zhen was so shocked that she almost couldn't keep her mouth shut. When the maids retreated, Fang took her daughter's hand and said, "A breakfast is better than our dinner!"
Xun Qingyao scooped up the bird's nest with a spoon: "Qinglianju has a little master, so the food is naturally more refined."
The food in Guixiang Courtyard is in the commune, which is of course not comparable to the small kitchen in Qinglianju, but the old lady and Ji Shangqing also ate in the commute.
Zhen said again: "I heard that their rich and noble families eat blood swallows, how can they entertain us with this kind of ordinary bird's nest?"
Xun Qingyao said: "Things like blood swallows must be reserved for the old lady and a few young masters."
Mrs. Zhen sighed and said, "After all, you are still the elder of the young lady! She has to respectfully call you cousin and me aunt, but she keeps talking about Miss Xun and Mrs. Xun, not at all." Treat yourself like a junior!"
Xun Qingyao gave Zhen a crab roe bun: "Let's eat, mother."
Zhen Shi curled her lips and ate the buns. She said that they didn't treat her with good things, but she ate it without any ambiguity.
She knew she should have some, but the food on the table was so delicious that she couldn't stop.
Xun Qingyao tasted a few mouthfuls, then held back her appetite and put down her chopsticks. Qiao Wei didn't wake up, the mother and daughter sat all morning, until they were embarrassed, said to come back another day, and left.
After leaving Qinglianju, Zhen's face was terribly stinky: "It's unseemly! How can there be a woman who is so unruly? It's fine if you don't help with the general affairs, and don't you greet the elders? The elders of the Ji family are really It's outrageous enough, and it sounds nice, the Zanying family is not as strict as our local rules."
Which daughter-in-law of the Xun family dares to sleep like this for her, let's see how she cleans up!
How did the Zhen family know that the more aristocratic the family, the less need for such superficial efforts to support the situation? Only small households regard the rules as greater than the people. Ordinary people are no different.
To put it bluntly, it is not confident enough.
But Xun Qingyao said: "The people here may not be bad, so you don't have to suffer a lot."
Zhen's face was blank, she didn't understand why her daughter said that. When she looked at her again, her daughter had already walked to the front, and she hurriedly waved: "Hey! Hey! Why are you going! Wait for me!"
…
After Ji Mingxiu came down to court, he went to Pingchun Hall and visited Little General Mu.
General Mu was young and strong, and he was recovering very well, but the wound medicine given to him had some soothing ingredients, and when Ji Mingxiu went to visit him, he had already fallen asleep.
Ji Mingxiu called Eunuch Fu outside.
Eunuch Fu is the emperor's personal servant. After General Mu was seriously injured, in order to express the emperor's concern, he ran to the Pingchun Palace almost six or seven times a day.
"What did you ask?" Ji Mingxiu asked.
Eunuch Fu said: "The question came out. After eating Rongji's food that day, Little General Mu couldn't forget it. He heard that Rongji was in the town the day before yesterday, so he took his guards to Rongji to satisfy his hunger. This book It's not a big deal, the Eighth Prince didn't care about him, and only told him to return to the palace to discuss political affairs before the next hour. He agreed, but when Rong Ji was full and ready to return to Beijing, he was unexpectedly robbed, and he and the guards They got separated and fell into the hands of the group."
Ji Mingxiu was thoughtful: "Since you were robbed in the town, why did you run to the mountain of Rhinoceros Village?"
Eunuch Fu thought for a while, and said, "According to General Mu, that group seemed to deliberately drive him to the mountain, and they didn't kill him all the way. They didn't kill him until they entered the forest."
In this way, the purpose of that group is really to kill two birds with one stone, kill Little General Mu, and blame Qiao Wei by the way
Ji Mingxiu's eyes froze: "Understood, you step back."
"Yes." Eunuch Fu went to the inner hall.
Ji Mingxiu's eyes fell behind the rockery: "How long are we going to hide?"
King Yin shook off his wide sleeves, and walked out at a leisurely pace, his eyes were as cold as a knife: "Look at who are you offending? If I knew this, I might as well have followed this king, so as not to be tortured all day long." You have been implicated and plotted against!"
"Really?" Ji Mingxiu asked speciously.
King Yin sneered: "Of course, I don't have as many enemies as you."
Ji Mingxiu reached out and patted him on the shoulder casually: "If you marry her, Truth is your biggest enemy, and Truth will kill you first."
King Yin's complexion sank!
…
When Ji Mingxiu walked out of the palace, it was a sunny day and it began to snow heavily.
Yan Fei absolutely dozes off on the car floor, and only martial arts masters with deep inner strength can sleep with body temperature in the snow in winter.
As the sound of Ji Mingxiu's footsteps approached, Yan Feijue opened his eyes in a jerk, stretched himself, and jumped off the ground to make room for Ji Mingxiu.
Ji Mingxiu stepped on the wooden stool with one foot and stepped into the carriage. The moment he opened the curtain with one hand, he suddenly trembled and fell in!
Yan Feijue jumped into the carriage and grabbed him quickly: "Are you okay?"
Ji Mingxiu was sweating all over his body, bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, and his neck was also sticky.
Yan Feijue looked more and more wrong: "What's wrong with you?"
Ji Mingxiu sat on the seat, endured the great discomfort, and said, "Medicine."
Yan Fei hurriedly opened the hidden compartment, took out a small blue and white porcelain bottle from inside, poured a grain into his mouth.
After taking the medicine, Ji Mingxiu gradually calmed down, the blue veins on his forehead became less ferocious, and his sweat stopped. He was holding on to the table, feeling a little tired.
Yan Feijue looked at him strangely: "What happened just now? Was it a seizure?"
Ji Mingxiu nodded, probably yes.
Yan Feijue's expression became even weirder: "Did you fight with someone in the palace?"
Ji Mingxiu frowned slightly: "No, I didn't get lucky."
Saying this, Yan Feijue couldn't understand: "It's happening even if you don't have luck? Your 'injury' has reached the point where it may happen anytime and anywhere? Why is it like this?!"
Ji Mingxiu also wanted to know.
Yan Feijue was surprised and said: "No, after you and her yin and yang are reconciled, she should absorb part of the internal energy in your body, and the number and degree of your seizures will be reduced accordingly."
Why is it even more serious
The King of Dark Soldiers expressed his incomprehension!
…
Qiao Wei slept until evening, it was almost dark, Bi'er thought she didn't have to get up today, she would sleep until dawn the next day, but at this time, Rong's mother came to the door.
Bi'er didn't dare to let Mother Rong know that her wife and uncle had been hanging out all night and couldn't get out of bed all day, so she quickly fished Qiao Wei out of the bed.
Qiao Wei had never been so sleepy in her previous and present lives. She was tossing so hard that she lost any strength. She washed her face with cold water, woke up, dressed neatly, and went to see Mother Rong in the side hall.
Rong's mother smiled and said: "The young master said that you are not feeling well, but are you better?"
Finally, he knew how to lie for her. Qiao Wei hummed in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "It's not a serious illness, after a day's sleep, it's much better."
"That's good, that's good." Rong's mother felt relieved, Bi'er served a cup of hot tea, she brought it over, took a sip, and said, "I came to you, first to ask how your recovery is going Second, isn’t the New Year’s Eve approaching? The mansion is being tidied up and down, and the princess mansion also needs to be tidied up. In the past, these things were done by my aunt, but now that she’s pregnant, it’s freezing and it’s hard to tell her to run away. Once, the old lady means to give you a hard time."
It is a great blessing in life to be able to visit the Princess Mansion, what a hard work!
Qiao Wei responded readily.
Rong's mother said again: "The curtain of the Princess Mansion has arrived, and I am about to send it to you. Do you want to go there together?"
Qiao Wei said "OK" and left Qinglianju together with Rong's mother.
After a day's rest, the snow fell overwhelmingly again. The two of them each held an oil-paper umbrella and walked on the snow-covered path.
The scenery of Ji's house is pleasant, and when the auspicious snow is flying, the corners of the eaves drip into ice, which is even more beautiful.
When going to the Princess Mansion, you must pass through the Guixiangyuan. When passing the gate of the Guixiangyuan, Mrs. Zhen was coming out of her daughter's room and was about to go back to her own room. She glanced at Rong's mother and Qiao Wei at the door. His eyes lit up, and he walked over with small steps: "Young Madam! Mother Rong!"
The two stopped and turned around.
Qiao Wei smiled lightly and said, "It's Mrs. Xun."
Zhen said warmly: "You are awake. Sister Yao and I sat in your room for a day. Are you okay? How can you sleep so much?"
Qiao Wei glanced at Rong's mother beside her from the corner of her eye, and thought to herself that you are too dumb to speak, didn't you see my grandmother's people by the side? In front of her, if you say that I didn't receive you, aren't you afraid that I will spread it to my grandmother's ears and cause me to be scolded
Thank goodness Mrs. Ji is not such a pedantic person.
Qiao Wei smiled and said: "It's okay, it's all over now, thank you Mrs. Xun for visiting, it's my fault for not being able to entertain Mrs. Xun well, I will definitely invite Mrs. Xun to sit in the house some other day."
Zhen Shi was happy, and said with a smile: "Do you like the things I gave you?"
Qiao Wei smiled impeccably: "I like it."
Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to come in to rest, Zhen asked, "It's so late, where are you going? Come in and sit down?"
Rong's mother said: "No, we still have to rush to the Princess Mansion to pack our things."
Mrs. Zhen volunteered: "I'll go with you, pack your things, I'm the best at it!"
Rong's mother and Qiao Wei were a little speechless, and Rong's mother made the words so clear, she should know that the princess mansion is not a place where anyone can go, let alone the princess is Ji Shangqing's original wife, and Xun Lan is Xu Xian, and Xu Xian's natal family went to clean up the house for the original spouse, as if the princess was in heaven and welcomed them very much.
Qiao Wei smiled lightly and said: "Don't bother Mrs. Xun, Mrs. Xun is a guest, how can there be any reason to let the guests do things?"
The implication is that you are an outsider, so don't disturb the princess's spirit in heaven.
Zhen Shi laughed dryly: "That's fine, you go, if you need anything, just call me!"
Hearing this, he really didn't treat himself as an outsider.
Qiao Wei and Rong's mother didn't quarrel with her any more, and after a few words of entertainment, they took a group of maids and women away.
The Princess Mansion is in the south of the South Mansion, and another garden was built. In the early years, the courtyard wall of the Ji family was built in the Guixiang Courtyard. Connected with the Ji family, the princess can move around at any time.
Princess Zhaoming has no pretensions. When she was alive, she did not prestige herself with the courtesy of a monarch and a minister. She got along very well with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, and the mansion was allowed to move about. However, the princess made a decree before she died, and no other women were allowed to set foot in the princess mansion.
Although the princess swallowed her breath before she had time to say who the "other woman" was, everyone knew that it referred to Ji Shangqing's future remarriage, so even if Xun Lan married and took charge of the family, she couldn't set foot on it again. Half a step into the princess mansion.
Before she left the pavilion, she often came to clean the princess, but from the moment she became Mrs. Ji, she lost her qualifications.
The Princess Mansion is astonishingly large, and the scenery is covered under the white snow. For a while, you can't see anything else, but the pavilions, pavilions, stacked stones and water, have a faint charm of Jiangnan.
The people living in the mansion were all servants who had served the princess. When the princess passed away, Ji Mingxiu was ten years old, and Ji Wan was thirteen. Ji Wan called the servants to the front, and those who were willing to stay, the princess mansion would take care of them for the rest of their lives. For those who are willing to go home, the Princess Mansion will also release their deeds of sale and give them a settling fee. Eighteen years have passed, and they have gone away, sick and ill, and there is not much left.
"Be careful of the steps." Mother Rong shone the lantern down.
With the light on, Qiao Wei walked up the stairs.
An old mother wearing a red beige came over, years had left marks on her face, she was full of white hair, with a serious expression, but her aura was surprisingly strong.
"This is..." Qiao Wei asked.
Rong's mother explained: "It's Gu's mother, the princess's accompanying mother."
Qiao Wei nodded slightly: "Mother Gu is good."
Mother Gu snorted lightly, turned and entered the room.
Qiao Wei looked at Rong's mother strangely, and Rong's mother smiled and said: "She was like this when the princess was around. After the princess passed away, she has been widowed for many years, and her temper has become more withdrawn. Don't take it to heart."
Qiao Wei nodded.
Rong's mother likes her generous temperament, unlike ordinary women who always make her whole body uncomfortable because of trivial matters.
Rong's mother led Qiao Wei into the princess' bedroom, and told the accompanying maid and mother-in-law: "Replace the curtains, and wash the old ones."
"Yes." Everyone brought ladders and stools, and began to remove and wash the long curtains in the house.
Rong's mother patted Qiao Wei's hand, and said with a pleasant face: "You can look at it as you like, don't be restrained, the princess will be very happy when she knows you are here."
Qiao Wei looked around, and said politely: "Is there anything I can do?"
Rong's mother thought for a while, then pointed to the bookcase and said, "Some books are damp, and they need to be picked out to dry and bake in the sun. You can spread out the books in the cabinet."
"Okay." Qiao Wei stepped forward, opened the bookcase, took the books in the cabinet one by one, and spread them on the floor covered with silk cloth. These books were all read by the princess before she was alive, and there was written on them Note, the princess's words are clear and gentle, if her words are like her, then she should also be a gentle and beautiful woman.
"You haven't seen the portrait of the princess yet, have you?" Mother Rong asked with a smile.
Qiao Wei shook her head.
Mother Rong took out a pair of scrolls from the bottle on the table, opened it and laid it on the table, and beckoned to Qiao Wei.
Qiao Wei walked over and took a look, and was stunned for a moment. Isn't the girl in the painting the same as the one in the father-in-law's painting
"This is the portrait of the princess at the age of fifteen." Mother Rong put it away carefully, and opened the second volume, "This is sixteen...seventeen...after twenty, the princess will not be allowed to paint."
So the father-in-law looked at the portrait all afternoon that day was Princess Zhaoming's, and blamed her for misunderstood that he was an old cow eating young grass, and he came here to explain that he was only one year old. Since he liked the princess so much, why did he marry Xun Lan
Qiao Wei's gaze fell on the portrait, and just looking at it made people feel her tenderness. Which man in the world would not love such a woman? Xun Lan also has a gentle temperament, the difference is that Xun Lan has more of a fairy spirit that does not eat the fireworks of the world, and less of a maternal tenderness.
Every frown and smile of the princess made people's hearts calm down.
Qiao Wei suddenly felt that her father-in-law really loved the princess, and even now he still loves her deeply, but losing the princess was too painful, so he began to piece together the shadow of the princess on others.
Click!
Rong's mother put the picture scroll in, accidentally squeezed out another picture scroll, dropped it on the ground, and smashed it open.
This time, it wasn't a portrait of the princess, but a pair of small and cute footprints. Looking at the texture, it was printed with the soles of the feet dipped in ink pad.
Both are right feet, but one is bigger and the other is smaller.
Qiao Wei picked up the scroll and asked curiously, "Sister Wan and Mingxiu?"
After asking, I felt that something was wrong. Sister Wan and Mingxiu were three years apart. The pair of small footprints were obviously about the same size. It's too weird.
Rong's mother's smile faded: "No, it belongs to the eldest and second young masters."
"Second Young Master?" The son of Li Shi and Ji Sheng? Isn't he eight or nine years younger than Mingxiu
"It's not the second young master, it's..." Rong's mother paused, then sighed, "It's the eldest young master's twin brother."
Qiao Wei was even more surprised: "Mingxiu has a twin brother?"
It's not unreasonable for her to be pregnant with twins, it's a family tradition, but what about the younger brother? Where did you go? She has been in the door for so long, and she has never heard of it.
Moreover, if he is the second, Li's son should be the third—
What the hell does this happen
Rong's mother saw Qiao Wei's doubts, hesitated, and told Qiao Wei: "There were originally, and the princess was pregnant with three."
Qiao Wei was dumbfounded, and became three again...
"One child with three treasures is a happy event. The old lady and the master are so happy. Who would have thought..." Rong's mother said this, and sighed helplessly, "You must know about the princess's injury, right?"
Qiao Wei nodded: "Well, Mingxiu told me about it."
Rong's mother said: "When the princess was three months pregnant, she went to the temple to offer incense. On the way, she met a group of assassins and was seriously injured. At that time, one of them was lost. After that, the princess's health was not good. A lot of imperial doctors gave birth to a baby, and finally gave birth to a pair of children safely, but after they were born, they found that both children were injured, and the situation was very critical, so they could only save one, the young master."
"Is Mingxiu less injured?" Qiao Wei is a doctor. In her opinion, if she had to choose between the two, she would choose the one with a higher chance of survival.
Rong's mother said: "Mingxiu is the eldest son."
Qiao Wei was startled for a moment, but then she understood that elder and younger are orderly, the ancients valued the eldest son, regardless of the severity of the injury, whoever is the eldest son has to live.
If so, that child is too pitiful, but he was born a little later than Mingxiu, so he not only lost the qualification of heir, but also lost the qualification of surviving.
But if this were not the case, there would be no meditation practice in the world.
"And then?" Qiao Wei asked.
Rong's mother sighed and said: "Then the young master was rescued, and the child died within a few days."