Chapter 1503 Swallowed with Blood
Nangong Yan was stunned for a moment, then lifted up the hem of his robe and walked into his wife's bedroom. Then he saw the man lying on the bed, and he was filled with anger. Tian Linggai walked over quickly and was about to grab the opponent's collar, but his hand stopped in the next second.
Nangong Yan felt like a basin of cold water was pouring down from his head, making his whole body feel cold, because he had clearly seen that it was his nephew Nangong Yu who was lying on his wife's bed.
It's just a pity that the other party has now turned into a corpse, and his eyes are wide open, full of unwillingness, and his neck is unnaturally twisted to one side.
Nangong Yan’s feet were a little weak at this time, and he shouted in a trembling voice:
"Butler! Butler!"
When the Nangong family's housekeeper heard the master's changed voice, he knew something was wrong. He immediately rushed into the room, then supported the shaky master, and then he could see clearly what was going on in the room. , then took a breath and asked in a trembling voice:
"Master, do you want to report to the official?"
Nangong Yan had come to his senses at this time, and as soon as his mind turned, he immediately noticed Something was wrong, why did his nephew die in his wife's bed without any problems?
And he was very sure that Nangong Yu died less than an hour ago, because he had seen his nephew in the mourning hall before, but in the end the nephew was called away by the lady's personal maid Lianxiang.
Nangong Yan turned around sharply and looked at Madam Youyou who had woken up. Her face was so gloomy that she could drip water. She waved away the butler's hand that supported her and ordered:
"Seal this room first, go and notify the second party." Come to the study to see me.”
“Yes, Master!”
The housekeeper immediately followed Nangong Yan out of the room, then closed the door and asked a servant to invite the second master. .
Nangong Yan gritted his teeth and said:
"Lianxiang, help your wife to my study. The rest of us are staying in this courtyard and can't go anywhere."
"Yes, Master!"
Lianxiang said in vain He bowed his head, and then he and his wife's confidant, Nanny Yu, helped the lady up, who was limp into a puddle of mud, and carried people to the master's study, one on the left and the other on the right. Then Yu returned to the yard where the accident occurred.
After Nangong Yan entered the study, he closed the door heavily, and then asked with a livid face:
"Qiu Zihe, what on earth did you do?"
Qiu Zihe is Mrs. Nangong's maiden name, and she hasn't been called by anyone for a long time.
Hearing Nangong Yan's words, she shook her head feebly, not planning to say anything.
Nangong Yan’s eyes narrowed, then he looked at Lianxiang, and coldly snorted:
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it, someone will say it for you.
Someone, take Lianxiang down and ask carefully.”
When Lianxiang heard her name being called, she was agitated, then knelt down and kowtowed:
"Master, please spare Lianxiang, Lianxiang is just following orders!"
"Listen. Who ordered it and what did it do? You'd better tell me clearly, otherwise I guarantee you won't see the sun tomorrow morning."
Nangong Yan said with a gloomy face.
Lianxiang looked at his wife and cast a look for help. Unfortunately, Nangong Yan did not give her a chance to buffer. She picked up the inkstone on the table and smashed it directly.
"Ah!"
Lianxiang didn't have time to react, and was hit on the forehead by the corner of the inkstone. Her head was broken and bleeding, and her face was instantly covered with blood.
"Don't challenge my patience, you'd better tell me exactly what you did."
Lianxiang gave up the last bit of luck and poured beans out of Mrs. Nangong's plan. Like said it out.
After hearing this, Nangong Yan slapped his wife directly, slapped her from the chair to the ground, and said with disgust on his face:
"Qiu Zihe, please don't let me, the Nangong family, be your backer!"
After Mrs. Nangong was slapped to the ground, her bun was already messed up. At this time, she covered her face and said with a ferocious expression:< br>
"But my Qing'er is dead! It's all their fault!"
"Shut up! You lunatic! Qing'er's death was obviously an accident! What does it have to do with Anping?" Mrs. Nangong still said with an angry look:
"Who makes her unwilling to marry Qing'er? If she marries Qing'er, Qing'er will not leave the capital. If she doesn't leave the capital, nothing will happen!"
Nangong Yan was laughed out of anger and turned back. Another slap, knocking the person to the ground again, and said coldly:
"Anping is your majesty's personal princess. You know how much your son weighs, how dare you take revenge on Princess Anping?" , I think you are tired of living!
If you want to die, don't hurt my Nangong family son. Yu'er's death is a warning, otherwise why would they put the body on your bed?
< br>It proves that everyone sees what you do, but you are only worried about the Queen in the palace, otherwise you will be the one who has his neck broken now, not Yu'er! ”
Nangong Yan was already furious. He felt that his wife had become a little crazy since Qing'er left, and she did things without caring. Now that she had caused trouble, she couldn't continue like this.
At this time, Nangong Che was invited over by the housekeeper. After passing the message, he entered the eldest brother's study and saw his eldest sister-in-law lying on the ground with disheveled hair and the maid with blood on her face. She didn't know where she was coming. Not the time.
"Brother, why are you so angry?"
Nangong Yan was completely powerless. Now he still had to explain Nangong Yu's matter to his own brother. He sighed and waved his hand:
"Sit down, I have something to tell you."
"Okay."
Nangong Che obviously felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he sat down without saying any polite words, waiting to hear what his elder brother had to say.
After burning the incense, a howl of "Yu'er" came from the study, followed by a woman's wailing. After a while, it returned to calm, but from the next day, Mrs. Nangong became seriously ill. Bedridden.
The reason given by the Nangong family was that Nangong Qing’s unexpected death was a huge blow to the wife, and she fell completely ill after holding on to her son’s funeral.
As for the deceased Nangong Yu, he was appointed by his family to accompany the procession to send Nangong Qing back to his hometown of Lin'an for burial, out of sight of the princes of the capital.
When Lianyi received the news from Duoduo, her mood was not up and down. If these people dare to plot against her, they must be prepared for counterattack.
The queen's condition has also improved a little. Lianyi sent medicinal materials to Fengyi Palace twice more, but no one went there once. The queen seemed to have forgotten her and did not announce that she was going to treat the disease. .
On this day, Qian Zhaoning used Mu Xiu's time to go to Fengyi Palace to pay his respects. After staying for an hour, he left Fengyi Palace with a heavy face and went directly to Fengming Palace where Lianyi was.
"Royal brother, how come you have time to see your sister today?"
Lianyi smiled and asked the young man to sit down.
"Sister Huang, the queen's health seems to be getting worse and worse."
Qian Zhao said, staring at the ripples.
Lianyi raised her eyebrows slightly, sighed and said:
"Can the imperial doctor go and have a look?"
"Yes, the imperial doctor said it is a heart disease."< br>
Qian Zhao said pointedly.
"Then you can persuade the queen more and tell her not to think too much."
Lianyi said with a calm expression.
"Sister Huang, please take the time to meet the Queen Mother! She misses you very much."
"Miss me? The Queen Mother cannot say this, so it is you who said it!"< br>
Ripple no longer has any expectations for the so-called Queen Mother, so she doesn't believe in these words at all.
“Sister, Queen Mother, she didn’t do it on purpose.”