The little boy went to sleep in the outer room trembling with fear. Xihe turned over and accidentally touched his calf, and gasped in pain.
Damn, Li Junyue is too cruel for a man like him!
However, it is an indisputable fact that the original owner was too weak. A grown woman, she was raised to be more delicate than those men, and would turn red at the slightest touch.
Thinking that he must start exercising tomorrow, Xihe fell asleep in a daze.
The next day,
The sunlight shone in through the window lattice, and Xihe was awakened by a burst of mournful crying.
"Wow, look at this wound, it's all blue, it must be very painful. When has my wife ever suffered so much? It's all that man's fault, woo, woo..." He sang it three times in a melodious voice. Xihe's scalp numbed and he quickly opened his eyes.
What caught my eye was a little face with tears in her eyes.
She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a peony pinned in her hair and wearing a pink dress. Tears were streaming down her pretty face, and her crying was full of beauty.
But... no matter how beautiful you are, you are still a boy!
Being used to seeing masculine men, Xihe suddenly saw a boy crying, dressed more delicately than a girl. For a moment, he couldn't accept it and hurriedly said, "Stop crying!"
"My wife!"
The young man's eyes lit up, and he rushed over to ask about her well-being: "My dear wife, how are you? Are you in pain? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere... Chen'er is so worried about you."
"Get up!"
Caught off guard, his wound was pressed down, and Xihe grimaced in pain. He quickly shouted at the servants who were at a loss, "Hurry up and pull him down!"
Damn it, sooner or later I will replace this group of useless servants.
"Oh, yes."
The servant quickly stepped forward and helped the boy who was lying on Xihe and didn't want to get down: "Mr. Feng, you are pressing the master, please get down quickly."
Xihe...
Damn the servant, the original owner has never touched any of them.
"Woo woo, my wife~ let me in, I want to see how badly my wife is injured..."
Just then, there was a commotion outside the house, and from the sound it was the so-called servant of the original owner coming over.
Xihe's scalp tingled instantly, and he immediately waved his hands: "Get everyone out, no one is allowed to come in!"
Although the people were robbed by the original owners, there were also some people who took advantage of the situation and wanted to enter the Prime Minister's Mansion to enjoy wealth and luxury after having lived a hard life, so they were deliberately robbed.
Feng Chen is one of them. He dances the most happily on weekdays and always seduces the original owner to take him in.
"Wives master!!"
Feng Shijun couldn't believe it. He tugged and tugged with the servants, and actually fell in front of Xihe: "Wuwu, my wife, but Chen'er did something wrong that you want to drive Chen'er away."
Xihe felt a headache and immediately shouted, "Xiao Qi!"
The next second, a woman in shorts strode in from the door with a cold face, grabbed Feng Chen, and pulled him out by his collar without saying a word.
The noise was getting farther and farther away. Xihe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
Go, must go!
These messy people must be gotten out.
When Xiao Qi came back, Xi He immediately said, "Go, call the housekeeper over."
The housekeeper came quickly, followed by the calm-looking court physician. Xihe felt pain in her legs when she saw her. Li Junyue treated her very evenly, taking care of her whole body. She felt pain all over, especially on her legs, where there was a large bruise.
Yesterday, the court doctor gave me a strong massage to loosen the bruises. That feeling...
Xihe looked at the housekeeper: "Aunt Mo, how many of those Juns are there in my yard?"
The housekeeper didn't understand what was going on, but he still leaned forward and said respectfully, "My lady, there are fifty-six servants."
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