The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

Baoshan brought the soup medicine, and something happened to his own master, his close servant didn't know, Baoshan knew that he was wrong, and was afraid in his heart, and the hands holding the soup medicine were trembling.

The old lady couldn't stand it. She took the medicine bowl from Baoshan and said, "It's OK, what a big thing, you guy is so big and so courageous?"

Baoshan was the same age as Jiang Xian, and only thirteen years old this year. His father died young, and his mother died of illness at the age of six. The child followed his grandfather all the way to beg and fled to the capital city, but his grandfather died on the street again. Baoshan was picked up by the old man who was walking around, and he changed the name from Goudan to Baoshan.

Baoshan said it was Jiang Xian's little servant, but the child was really not a slave. The old lady is a good mouth, but it's really good to treat Baoshan well.

"Look at the man on the bed," the old lady said to Baoshan, "Do you see him panicking?"

Jiang Xian slept on the bed, his face was still swollen, and now his head was torn again, wrapped in a thick white cloth, Jiang Er's appearance at the moment was ugly, and his demeanor was too bad for people to hate dogs, except for Jiang. Mingyue cried and swollen eyes for this younger brother. His grandmother and his brother both had itchy hands and wanted to beat him.

Baoshan: "Uh."

"Okay, haven't you eaten yet?" The old lady hurled Baoshan to eat: "Let's eat, you are not a person who can carry hunger."

Jiang Xian: "I'm hungry too."

The old lady squinted, "Didn't you just say you feel nauseous?"

Jiang Xian: "I'm hungry now."

old lady:"……"

Fuck you off!

Baoshan ran away, and the old lady's face was too scary at the moment.

"Come on, are you hungry?" The old lady brought the medicine bowl to Jiang Xian's mouth and said, "Let's eat. Just now I was sick with a woman. Now our young master is hungry again."

Jiang Mingyue: "Milk, medicine is not rice."

The old lady is impatient to speak now, "You don't need to feel sorry for him."

"Second sister," Jiang Xian called.

Jiangyu stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Xian's nose. He couldn't breathe. Jiang Xian had to open his mouth. The old lady was impatient and poured Jiang Xian into a bowl of soup.

The medicine was so bitter that Jiang Xian stuck out his tongue, tears in his eyes.

The old lady slapped Jiang Xian on the mouth, "Don't be like a dog."

Jiang Er Shao felt wronged, he was like this, and his milk didn't give him a good face. Why? Did he pick it up? No, the Baoshan that I picked up still has a smiling face that often gets his milk.

I was aggrieved, and felt that someone was taking a towel to wipe the corners of his mouth, and turned his head to see that this person was Jiang Mingyue. "Second sister," Jiang Xian shouted aggrievedly.

"Well, I am here," Jiang Mingyue said, "Are you still dizzy now?"

"Halo," Jiang Xian said, "Second sister, what's the matter with my head?"

Jiang Mingyue: "I don't know, Brother Xian, think about it?"

Jiang Xian blinked his eyes. Just when the big guy thought this man was thinking, Jiang Er Shao said, "Did I meet an assassin?"

"It's going to die!" The old lady jumped directly, raising her hand to beat Jiang Xian. assassin? You bastard, is there anything worthy of the assassin's effort? Your second sister was an assassin last night and almost killed her!

"Milk!" Jiang Mingyue stopped her to breast milk in a hurry. Brother Xian is like this, you still beat him?

The old lady was also angry at Jiang Mingyue at this moment, and nothing made her worry, so the old lady just beat Jiang Mingyue first.

"Don't beat the second sister, milk," Jiang Yu ran over to protect his sister, only to be beaten by the old lady along with Jiang Mingyue.

"Why can't I be an assassin?" Jiang Xian yelled, "How else did my head break? I won't be able to beat myself, it's an assassin!"

"You bastard, shut up your mother!" The old lady was angry.

The two doctors were very embarrassed when they stood aside. Seeing that the four masters of Anyuanhou's Mansion were about to become a group, did they persuade them or not to persuade them? Also, Young Master Jiang yelled at the assassin. They looked at the old lady very excited. Did they hear something terrible?

The two doctors looked at each other and saw that the four of the Jiang family should not have time to talk to them at the moment, so the two doctors retreated to the outer room first.

"I'm so angry!" The old lady gave Jiangyu a heavy beating, then she sat on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily.

"Milk," Jiang Xian still said.

"You can shut up," Jiang Yu said hurriedly, "Did you not see that I was being beaten?"

Jiang Xian was indignant, but seeing his brother's ears were reddened by their milk, Jiang Er Shao decided to shut up.

"Assassin," the old lady chuckled, and said: "Which assassin loves you so much, he finally got into the house, and he made a hole in your head? Does he want your life? This assassin's picture what?"

Jiang Xian whispered, "Didn't I guess."

"Guess you ghost!" the old lady scolded.

"It's not necessarily," Jiang Yu said at this moment. "We offended Wei Ziting before. I heard that he will not be able to take the imperial examination in the future. This **** should hate us? Could it be this bastard? Money buys evil, so people come to teach Brother Xian?"

old lady:"……"

Today, the word assassin, she can't go around, or something?

"It won't be Wei Ziting," Jiang Mingyue shook her head at Jiangyu at this time, "His sister is the one who harmed him, and it has nothing to do with us."

Jiang Yu was still very persistent, saying: "What if he doesn't believe it? Does he believe that we harmed him?"

"Is he so mindless?" The old lady said out of temper: "If this is the case, he will be better than you and Xian, so what are you two?"

Jiangyu didn't say a word anymore, and it was boring to use reading to suppress him. Who is not good or bad at it yet?

Jiang Mingyue stared at the head of Jiang Xian's bed at this time, staring intently.

Old lady: "What are you looking at again?"

Jiang Xian's bed is a mahogany carved flower bed. Shou Xing Duke is carved to sit on the head of his bed, and the flat peaches in Duke Shou Xing's hand are protruding. Jiang Mingyue stretched out her hand and touched the flat peach, then rubbed her a little blood that had dried up.

"What's this?" The old lady asked Jiang Mingyue without recognizing that it was blood.

Jiang Mingyue tasted it and said to the old lady: "It's blood."

Seeing her granddaughter tasting blood with her mouth, the old lady's head was dizzy again. The man in her family dared to taste blood!

"Blood?" Jiangyu didn't react as much as the old lady. He didn't expect that this time, Young Master Jiang squatted on the bed, rubbing hard against the flat peaches in the hands of Lord Shou Xing, and then Young Master Jiang rubbed. One hand was red.

"Brother Xian, you," Jiang Mingyue looked at Jiang Xian with an expression of indescribable expression: "Did you hit the head of the bed last night?"

Jiang Xian: "I, I don't know."

Old lady: "Have you got up late last night?"

Jiang Xian said, "I peeed."

"I see," the old lady said to Jiang Mingyue: "He got up to pee last night, and when he came back and lay down, his head hit the peach. This calf was knocked out, otherwise he didn't feel the pain. Wipe a handful of blood and he fell asleep again."

Jiang Mingyue: "..."

Is her little brother so naive?