Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

The first seven six two chapters Fan Wai: Ten Wen Qianfu son-in-law (42)

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!During this time, the biggest thing happened in Min House, but it was just that Min Si slanderd the royal family and was thrown into prison.

A person like Min Shaohe, how could it not be able to withstand the blow because of this, he would take his concubines to die together and reunite under the ground?

"It's really troublesome to marry a daughter-in-law. It's equivalent to finding a little ancestor for yourself and not worrying about it. You have to worry about a lot of broken things. The future worry-free days of the grandfather are completely gone, gone..." No need to deliberately find it, some people took him to the partial courtyard.

After Min Si was taken away by the government, the whole people of Min House knew the truth. That time, they gathered together with them to chat, fart, and moan, a little man who gnawed buns under the eaves, was the son of Nanling.

Goodbye Croton, spontaneously regarded him as the most honorable aunt in Min House.

When the master in the house went to jail and died, there was only a single young lady left. In the future, the head of Min House will naturally return to the hands of the young lady.

Auntie Nanshi was the son of a group of minions who were about to lose their jobs.

As long as Missy is back, they will stay in Minfu until they die.

Following Missy and Auntie, the water is rising!

The partial courtyard was noisy at this time, and the door was full of little servants. Everyone's face was bleak, and the six gods had no masters. They didn't understand how in just one day, Min House was destroyed.

Seeing Croton coming, everyone's eyes lit up and looked at him.

"What are you doing here, why should you go?" Croton sees a lot of people and catches people casually.

"Yes, Grandpa!" The people immediately dispersed.

croton,"……"

Entering the yard, Croton went directly to the compartment where the bureaucracy and the doctor were squeezed. As soon as he entered, he saw Min Shaohe lying flat on the ground, his eyes closed silently.

His face was black and black, his lips were purple, and black blood stained on the corners of his mouth.

The royal doctor squatted beside him and was withdrawing the silver needle with a pity.

"Imperial doctor, is he dead?" Walking to squat next to the imperial doctor, Croton reached for a look at Min Shaohe's nose.

Upon seeing this, the doctor shook his head and sighed, "Oh, it's useless, and I can't save it. The toxin in his body can be solved by a general antidote, but it is a poison extracted from the grub in the body. It is a pity that Master Min has been an official in the dynasty for many years and has made a lot of achievements. Who can expect him to be like this..."

Before he finished talking, he saw that Croton frowned suddenly, and didn't know where to find a pill and stuffed it into Min Shaohe's mouth.

"Shizi, useless, Master Min is exhausted!"

"My heart is still warm."

The doctor wanted to say that it was just the residual temperature.He has been an imperial doctor for decades. Can he ever be saved?

But when he slid to his mouth, he saw the teenager's expression calm and swallowed again.

He almost forgot who his son is. If Princess Nanling is here, he might have the power to return to heaven.

Between the identity of the prince of the Tomb of Nanling in Croton and the courtesy of the emperor to him, what did he do here?

Just present, few believe that there will be miracles.

Croton, no matter what other people think, shortly after feeding the pill, slammed it in Min Shaohe's heart.

Hearing a puff, Min Shaohe, the quasi-dead, spit out a black blood in his mouth, and his head tilted softly to the side.

"...This, this, alive?" Everyone glared.

The doctor was even more excited to grab Croton's arm. "Shizi, what medicine did you just give Master Min?"

Croton's hand flicked and broke away easily, squinting, "Want? No way."