Chapter 71 You're Socially Dead
The court doctor looked around and said, "The old lady fainted because she was angry for a moment. It's not serious. But..."
Jiang Zhaorong's eyes flashed with disappointment: "But what?"
The court doctor wondered, why did he seem to see that the prime minister was a little disappointed? He must have seen it wrong, how could he see his mother disappointed for no reason.
"Please advise the prime minister and don't let the old lady take... those dirty things again."
[Hahahaha, the old lady is still drinking, Heng Ge is gone, who should she drink from? ]
Jiang Zhaorong looked away, he almost forgot about this, no wonder the court doctor looked like that just now!
After all, this matter was not glorious, Jiang Zhaorong didn't want to make it clear, he just nodded.
When the court doctor was packing up and about to leave, she was stopped by Mrs. Qian.
She cried and wailed, "Doctor, what did my master drink? Please tell me! Could it be that villain harmed her? My Lord, my Lord, why don't you ask clearly?"
The court doctor was pulled by her. The old woman's hands were so strong that he couldn't get away for a while. He could only look at Jiang Zhaorong for help.
Jiang Zhaorong frowned, "Who gave you the courage? A servant dares to question the master?"
[Jiang Jianjin gave it to him. For a period of time, he was obsessed with mature women, but he had no other way to start, so he set his sights on Mrs. Qian. 】
【On a dark and windy night, Jiang Jianjin pulled Qian Pozi onto the bed, covered her with a handkerchief, turned off the light, and after an unspeakable movement, the two of them hooked up. 】
【And Jiang Jianjin especially liked to suck on Qian Pozi's mole. 】
Jiang Zhaorong: "!!!"
Xu Youran: "!!!"
Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kangan: "..."
No, how could Zhiyu know so much about what happened in their bed!
Qian Pozi was a middle-aged lady, still charming, but she had a mole on her face, and there was faint black hair around it, which looked particularly disgusting.
How could Jiang Jianjin have the heart to do that?
Pozi Qian knelt on the ground, not afraid of Jiang Zhaorong's shouting: "Prime Minister, the old lady is your biological mother. If she was poisoned, would you just turn a blind eye?"
Jiang Zhiyu sighed.
[No wonder the old lady trusted you and didn't tell you what she was doing. I'm afraid of such a stubborn person. If she knew, she would definitely ask for the truth. It was originally a secret. The more people you ask, the easier it is to be exposed, how scary! ]
Xu Youran: What's the matter! She wants to know too!
Jiang Sulan turned her face away, and Jiang Kang'an looked at her thoughtfully.
Jiang Zhaorong wanted to drag her away and be done with it, but after hearing what Jiang Zhiyu said, he began to murmur in his heart.
If Pozi Qian announced it, wouldn't they suspect themselves the first time the old lady made any move in the future?
After all, how could a son not let the doctor explain clearly that his mother was suspected of being poisoned and hurriedly let him go?
Jiang Zhaorong thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, just tell it, so that people don't think that I am an unfilial son who condones others to murder my mother."
His tone became heavier, and Mrs. Qian trembled, but she was still stubborn and didn't let go.
The court doctor also sighed, "The old lady drank too much urine from the boy, and she couldn't eat. If this goes on for a long time, her body will naturally have problems. If she drinks more, I'm afraid..."
"Ah--"
A scream was heard, and everyone looked over in the direction of the sound, only to see the old lady who had woken up at some point, sitting up half of her body and shouting.
[Hey, you're awake, you're dead! 】
Although the Jiang family didn't know what social death meant, it didn't stop them from hearing the gloating in Jiang Zhiyu's voice.
Everyone had different expressions, but they all felt a little nauseous. The maids and servants didn't dare to raise their heads, for fear of being seen.
Du Yuelan covered her face with her hands and quietly blocked her mouth.
Song Shiwei had an even uglier expression than the old lady. She recalled the scene of drinking tea in the old lady's room that night, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.
Then, her body trembled, her stomach churned, and gushed out from her throat.
"Grrrl..."
The feces were vomited all over the floor. It was such a sensitive moment. Song Shiwei felt the old lady's unfriendly gaze, but she couldn't care less now.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the taste of the tea that day was not right. After vomiting once, she was not satisfied, so she rushed outside to vomit again.
The smell was unpleasant, and everyone avoided her. After she finished vomiting, the maid brought clean water for her to rinse her mouth, and others cleaned the hall.
"Shi Wei, what's wrong with you?" The old lady touched her chest, her chest heaving violently.
[What's wrong with you, hahahahahaha, I can't take it anymore. ]
[I can't breathe, hahahahahaha. 】
Jiang Zhaorong: "..."
Song Shiwei's body stiffened, and he turned around and coughed weakly a few times: "Reporting to the grandfather... old lady, maybe she was frightened and blew it again."
The changed address made the old lady frown again. Song Shiwei was afraid that she would think of other things, so he hurriedly said: "After all, Shiwei is old and understands her status. Shiwei will listen to the madam's teachings."
The old lady's eyes fell on Xu Youran again.
Xu Youran looked at her with undisguised disgust.
The old lady's face immediately sank: "Xu, what do you mean, Shiwei is the daughter of the Jiang family, what identity do you want her to know?!" As
she spoke, she glared at Qian Pozi who was kneeling on the ground. She heard it in a daze just now. It was this guy who kept asking questions and finally shook this matter out!
Mrs. Qian knew she had done something stupid, and she hung her head in guilt.
Xu Youran raised her chin slightly, and looked down at her with a condescending attitude: "She is just an adopted daughter, and she has no proper status. Calling her master is already an honorific for her. The old lady is old, and it is understandable that she likes to have someone accompany her, but the rules still need to be established."
[Mother is mighty! This is how it should be!]
Her strong expression shocked the old lady, and the old lady didn't know what to say for a while.
Accustomed to Xu Youran's noncompetitive look, the old lady had forgotten how willful she was when she first met Xu Youran.
"That's enough! It's no use making such a fuss. Let's all go back."
Jiang Zhaorong didn't want to see Xu Youran's expression, so he looked away, waved his long sleeves, and left.
Xu Youran glanced at them one by one, and when she fell on Du Yuelan, her eyes were filled with pity.
She had seen Jiang Zhaorong's true face, but she hadn't.
...
In the Anle Marquis's mansion, the Anle Marquis's wife looked at the three figures that were brought back and burst into tears.
Marquis Anle held her shaking hand tightly, saying, "It's okay, don't be afraid. Call the court doctor and you can leave."
Marquis Anle's wife shook her head and cried, "How...how did you become like this..."
Marquis Anle held his breath, afraid that she would worry, and patted her hand. Just as he was about to say something, a servant hurriedly reported from outside the door.
"Marquis, someone wants to see you."
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