"Madam, please save this slave!"

Nanny Wu looked at the old lady and asked her for help.

She fought with Chu Qiu and she was not afraid at all.

But with these two little ones added to the mix, she can’t take it anymore.

They are the masters, she dare not fight back!

"Xing Jie'er, bring your brother over here!"

Qian waved to the two children.

When Jiang Beichen saw Jiang Huaishu and Qian coming, he felt as if he had seen his backbone.

He let out a whine and turned to run towards Qian.

He hugged Qian's thigh and cried sadly.

Jiang Nanxing sneered disdainfully.

She quickly ran to Jiang Huaishu and pointed at Nanny Wu.

"My Lord, she hit me..."

Before Jiang Nanxing could utter the word "mother", Jiang Huaishu covered his mouth.

Jiang Huaishu looked at the two embarrassed people in front of him and said unhappily, "Why don't you separate?"

As his voice fell, the two of them let go of each other's hands.

In early autumn, my hair was pulled out, leaving patches of baldness here and there.

His face was covered with hand prints and blood marks from fingernails, making him look ugly and miserable.

She struggled to her feet.

He ran two steps towards Jiang Huaishu and fell down again weakly.

Unable to walk, she could only crawl forward.

"My Lord, Nanny Wu hit me, you have to take charge of this for me!"

As she climbed, she looked at Jiang Huaishu.

Jiang Huaishu swallowed and subconsciously took a step back.

She looked scarier than a ghost.

Fortunately, it’s not night time now, otherwise a few strong men would be scared to death!

"Old lady, it's her fault!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Chu Qiu paused, turned around and shouted at Nanny Wu.

She was clearly watching a show outside, but she had no idea that the next moment, she would suffer an unexpected disaster.

"You little bitch, you dare not take responsibility for what you did! Who was it that just now cursed and told the slave not to hurt the lady?

I was just curious and asked you what you were talking about, and you came up and slapped me in the face!"

Nanny Wu gritted her teeth and became angrier as she spoke.

Chu Qiu frowned and tried hard to recall.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, she still had no impression of what Nanny Wu said.

Qian didn't care who was right or wrong between the two of them. All she cared about was her little grandson.

She slowly squatted down and looked at Jiang Beichen with heartache.

"Oh, my two darlings, are you hurt?"

Jiang Beichen held back his tears and shook his head.

Qian looked him up and down and was relieved to see that he was indeed not injured.

She turned and looked at Jiang Nanxing.

Just a glance, and then he looked away.

"Where's Yun Wanrou? Such a big thing happened in her yard, why doesn't she come out?"

Qian stood up slowly and looked at the room with cold eyes.

Wangshu heard the sound and walked out quickly.

Seeing Jiang Huaishu and Qian Shi coming, she bowed to them.

“Madam, Lord, the Madam fell into the pond the other day and was injured.

Just now, Nanny Wu came and made a fuss again, and lifted up Madam's quilt, causing Madam to catch a cold again.

Madam heard the noise outside and asked the servant to help her up. But she was too weak and fell down again after taking just one step.

The following words are, of course, false.

They were too lazy to care about the quarrel between Nanny Wu and Chu Qiu.

But now that Jiang Huaishu and Qian are here, we have to have an explanation.

Anyway, it is true that I fell into the pond and got hurt.

It is also true that she was deliberately bullied by Nanny Wu.

Anyone else would be weak at this moment, and it's normal that they can't stand steadily!

However, Qian didn't believe it.

She snorted coldly and stared coldly in the direction of the door.

"Why didn't I know before that her health was so poor?"

As she spoke, Qian took Jiang Beichen's hand and walked slowly into the room.

Wangshu didn't stop him.

Following Qian and Jiang Huaishu, he walked into the room.

Nanny Wu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Qian had no time to punish her.

She was tired from fighting, turned around and glared at Chu Qiu, then sat on the ground weakly, gasping for breath.

Compared to her, Chuqiu looked even more embarrassed.

She jumped into the pond the day before and caught a cold.

I had a fight with Nanny Wu today, and now my eyes are blurry and my head is dizzy.

If she hadn't been holding on, she would have fainted by now.

Qian walked into the room and saw Yun Wanrou lying comfortably on the bed, and she was very angry.

She walked quickly forward and reached out to lift the quilt, but was stopped by Wangshu.

"Madam, you can't do that! Madam has already caught a cold, and if you lift her quilt, she will probably get sick again.

The New Year is just around the corner. If Madam is sick now, she may not be able to recover until after the New Year."

Hearing this, Qian paused.

The New Year is the busiest time of the year. If Yun Wanrou gets sick now, wouldn’t all the family affairs fall on her shoulders?

“Ahem…”

Seeing Qian take her hand away, Yun Wanrou coughed deliberately.

"Mother, Wangshu is weak and cannot greet you."

"Forget it, just lie down! After all, you are the mistress of a marquisate, and you are served with delicious food and drink every day. Why are you so weak?"

Qian looked at her, her eyes filled with disdain.

Yangyang was lying on the small wooden bed, and she was so angry that she raised her fist and punched the bed rail.

[You are your good son, who teamed up with his mistress to push my mother into trouble. If it weren't for me, my mother would have died long ago. How could you still have a chance? You are here to complain about my mother's weakness! ]

Yun Wanrou lowered her eyes and did not take Yangyang's words seriously.

In her eyes, Yangyang was just a five-month-old baby. How could he have the ability to save her?

She was just speaking without restraint.

"Someone, go get the doctor. My mansion doesn't have a prince yet. If her body collapses, my mansion will be extinct. Humph!"

Qian snorted coldly, took Jiang Beichen's hand, turned around and left.

On the surface, she seemed to be nervous about Yun Wanrou's body.

Worried that she wouldn't be able to give birth to a prince for the Marquis's Mansion.

But in her heart, she hoped that Yun Wanrou would develop a chronic illness.

Once it is confirmed, she will no longer be able to have children.

She could then let his secretary openly record Chen Ge'er under Yun Wanrou's name and include him in the family tree of her mansion.

Qian sent someone to invite a doctor.

The doctor who was invited back was the same one as before.

When Yun Wanrou saw him, she knew something was wrong.

This person had long been bribed by the Qian family, and what he said was Qian family's opinion.

"Alas, my wife has been ill since giving birth. Plus, she has caught a cold, I'm afraid..."

The doctor shook his head and didn't finish his words.

He slowly stood up and turned to look at Wangshu.

"Girl, please follow me to the pharmacy to get the medicine!"

"In early autumn, you go with the doctor."

Wangshu looked towards the yard and called out to Chuqiu.

Chuqiu walked in in a disheveled state, with wounds all over his body and face.

The doctor looked at her and frowned.

"This girl is so badly injured, don't let her fall on the road."

[Hmph, don't think I don't know. It was the old witch who asked you to call Aunt Wangshu to get the medicine.]

[Last time, at my 100-day banquet, she was exposed in front of me. That old witch has learned her lesson and is trying to divert the blame.]

[If something happens this time, the old witch can put the blame on Aunt Wangshu! ]