Chapter 83 Must Die
Qu Ling stayed in the princess's mansion for several days, and the Dingxiang Marquis's mansion was in chaos.
Xu Zhaoyue's dowry was carried away after being counted that day.
The noise was quite loud and attracted people to point and watch.
"Did you offend the princess?"
As soon as the eldest princess came, something happened in the marquis's mansion.
"I heard that one of the Marquis's hands was cut off."
Someone in the crowd took the opportunity to say, "Don't blame the Princess. The Marquis' Mansion has done a lot of dirty things."
Someone started talking, and the others gathered around to listen.
Within three days, the news spread like wildfire in the streets and alleys.
The Dingxiang Marquis's Mansion used the dowry of Madam Xu, the original wife, to support private soldiers for the Suguo Duke's Mansion, and also planned to murder Madam Xu's daughter.
"The entire family of Duke Suguo was executed, and Marquis Dingxiang only lost a hand. He was lucky."
"After all, his second wife's surname is Song."
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These rumors reached Qu Xi's ears, and his resentment towards the eldest princess reached its peak.
One of his hands was completely disabled and wrapped in thick white cloth, but fortunately it was not fatal.
He used his other hand to smash the study.
"She is warning me." Qu Xi was furious.
It is a fact that the Marquis' Mansion gave the dowry to the Duke of Su's Mansion.
If you look into it carefully, he really can't escape.
It's really hateful.
"The eldest lady hasn't come back yet?" Qu Xin asked Qu Ling.
That's his daughter.
Whether she was named County Princess or Princess of a County, she was his daughter.
The steward had a sad face and said, "We sent people there several times, but they were all beaten out of the Princess's Mansion."
“Go again!”
Qu Xi didn't blame his daughter. She was still young, what could she understand?
They were all instigated by the eldest princess.
It's good that the princess loves her. Qu Ling must stay by his side to avoid any consequences.
On the night of the accident, Mr. Song came with the imperial physician.
"If the princess wins, she won't let us go. Your eldest girl's heart is not on your side."
Elder Song had the imperial physician bandage Qu Xin's wound first, and comforted him, "Even if you lose a hand, it won't prevent you from continuing to serve as the Minister of Personnel."
Qu Xin finally felt relieved, "Thank you, father-in-law."
However, he was too happy too soon.
Old Master Song continued, "The Crown Prince doesn't keep idle people. You can continue to be the Minister of Personnel, but you can no longer do anything."
"The East Palace is not short of talent, but it is short of money."
Qu Xi seemed to understand but not quite.
"The largest merchant family in our dynasty is the Wang family. They have countless silver and money, and the prince cannot come forward to recruit them. You have to share the prince's worries." said Old Lord Song.
Qu Xi suddenly realized that the Wang family wanted power and he wanted money, so marriage was the solution.
"What does father-in-law think of Lianzhi?"
Old Master Song patiently taught him, "Marrying the princess to him will show your sincerity."
Qu Xin was slightly stunned.
He was a little hesitant.
He has already felt sorry for A Zhao.
"What? You can't bear to let it go?" Old Master Song narrowed his eyes and was not angry, but Qu Xi felt the pressure.
"No," he suppressed his few regrets deep in his heart, "Only when the Marquis' Mansion is well will she be better."
Qu Ling is his daughter.
He won't hurt her.
Although the Wang family is a merchant family, they have countless gold, silver and treasures. She will have no worries about food and clothing and enjoy all the blessings in her life.
"Take good care of yourself. It's all A-Jun's fault. I won't ignore you."
After saying this, Old Master Song stood up and took the imperial physician to see Qu Heng.
Qu Qi heard his voice with a sigh, "My daughter, you are always worrying about me."
When I arrived at Qu Heng's yard, I saw Qu Heng half leaning on the couch as soon as I entered, with blood faintly oozing from his right wrist.
His leg injury had not yet healed, and now his hand was pierced by the eldest princess's sword. He looked haggard, but there was still resentment in his eyes.
When I saw Mr. Song, I felt full of grievances.
"Grandfather." He moved his lips with difficulty, his voice hoarse.
Qu Lianzhi and Qu Yi stood aside and saluted respectfully, "Grandfather."
Old Master Song sighed, sat down beside the bed, and patted Qu Heng's shoulder, "You have suffered."
He also asked the imperial physician to examine his injuries.
Old Master Song was extremely powerful in his life, the only drawback was that he had few descendants.
His son died early, leaving behind only one grandson.
Therefore, grandchildren are especially precious.
In the future, they will all be branches of the Song family.
He looked at Qu Heng and Qu Yi again, with more kindness in his eyes.
The imperial physician carefully examined the wound on his hand and said politely, "It's not a serious injury."
His eyes fell on Qu Heng's leg and he frowned, "Master, can you let me see the wound on your leg?"
Qu Heng nodded.
The imperial physician carefully untied the gauze on Qu Heng's leg, revealing a hideous scar.
Although the wound has healed, the skin and flesh are still twisted and twisted, which is shocking.
"Young Master, do you still feel the sensation in your leg?" The imperial physician pressed the injured area lightly with his fingertips.
A thin layer of sweat oozed from Qu Heng's forehead. "I'm conscious, but I have no strength. I can't even stand up."
The imperial physician's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and he pressed his fingers along the leg bone inch by inch, then suddenly stopped. "There's a blood clot here, and the bone hasn't grown."
"What?" Qu Heng suddenly propped himself up.
The imperial physician sighed and shook his head, "Master, you will never be able to stand up again, and..."
He paused. "If the blood clot is not removed, it could be fatal."
Qu Heng panicked, "Impossible, take a closer look."
The imperial physician was helpless, "My lord, I have been in the Imperial Hospital for many years, I can't be wrong."
Qu Yi's lips curled up slightly, and then quickly changed into a sad expression, "Don't worry, brother, the Imperial Hospital will definitely have a solution."
That kid from the Mu family is really capable.
He went to ask his elder brother, since his leg was broken, what he should pay attention to, what he should not do, and what he should not eat.
Doing the opposite really works.
It’s worth it that he has been taking care of it personally.
Qu Yi felt that he was too soft-hearted and did not harm his elder brother's life.
"Then how can we save him?" Old Master Song looked serious.
The doctor said, "Cut open the leg, remove the blood clot, break the bone, and let it grow back."
Qu Heng collapsed and his scalp felt numb.
"But the risk is too great. Even if you let the Dean do it yourself, you might lose your life."
The imperial physician's words made Qu Heng completely collapse. He cried bitterly with his head in his hands.
"Get out, everyone get out!"
He cried and then started laughing, insanely, "Useless man, I am a useless man."
Old Master Song raised his hand and slapped him.
It was quiet in an instant.
"If you lose your composure at the slightest thing, how can you handle big responsibilities in the future?"
He scolded, "You are the eldest son of the Marquis's Mansion, the future Crown Prince, so what if you have a broken leg?"
"When your father gets better, let him ask for you to be crowned the Crown Prince."
A glint flashed in Qu Heng's eyes, and his mood became much calmer. He said happily, "Thank you, Grandfather."
Before leaving, Old Master Song sternly instructed Qu Yi, "Take good care of your elder brother and don't play around."
Qu Yi lowered his eyes, hiding the coldness in his eyes, "Grandfather, don't worry."
After Mr. Song left, Qu Yi made an excuse to go and see how the medicine was.
He stood alone in the corridor, staring at the dead tree in the yard with a sinister look.
Big brother must die.
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