The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 249: A Little Eyebrow

Li Linger's expression was stiff and Liu Ye frowned slightly: “What do you mean? ”

“You want to say that you can go and what happens to the Xiao Wang Palace, even if it is cut all over the door, there will be your name.” Xiao also looked at Li Linger a little less concerned.

If she wants to say it, go ahead and say it. It's a big deal. Xiao Wang Palace is in her hands.

Li Linger stood still and didn't seem to think about it.

Seeing Li Linger's stunned face, Xiao Yilin sneered: “If Ben Wang is OK, go first. As for this yard... you should stay well. ”

Xiao Yilin did not turn away with a hint of emotion, that seemed merciless and let Li Linger soften to the ground.

She thought she pinched Xiao Yilin's handle, but she didn't care at all. He was right. If this is a big deal, she will also die, which could also involve her mother's family.

So she wouldn't dare to do that if she really wanted to.

Xiao Yilin calmly returned to the study and pushed the door in to see the leader of his guard standing inside.

Seeing him, Xiao Yilin's ugly face became excited: “Did Xiao Yi find out anything? ”

“It was the master who found some. The elderly woman who had raised the general's wife was embroidered in the royal palace, but later died of old age. The clue was interrupted because of this. If you want to keep looking, it will take a lot of time.” Xiao Yilin told Xiao Yilin the smile he had investigated.

Xiao Yilin frowned, the old embroidery of the Imperial Palace?

“Continue the investigation and make sure that everything is investigated as quickly as possible.” Xiao Yilin thought about it and said harshly.

Xiao Yi said, then hesitated to ask again: “And it was also investigated that the difference between the birthdays of Mrs. Zhen Guo's wife to the county master was only less than one hour. ”

Xiao Yilin frowned. He glanced at Xiao. What does he mean?

I just wanted to ask, Xiao Yilin suddenly thought of the birthmark after Ning Mengyao, her face changed, her eyebrows wrinkled tightly, Ning Mengyao is a child of Xiao family, there is no question about that, but why did she fall out?

“Find out if there are no women out there, or if there are mainstream women out there, both things going on at the same time.” Xiao also thought about it and asked directly.

“It's Master. ”

After Xiao Yiyi went out, Xiao also frowned tightly, his face was a little ugly. He had never heard of a princess who had fallen out, did he...

At that moment in his mind, he pressed it down again, which should be impossible, probably because he thought too much.

In Lingwu Hou Mansion, Xiao Zixuan looked at the doctor kneeling on the ground, his face was gloomy: “What are you talking about? There's no way to save him? If anything happens to the Young Master, this county has your head. ”

After carrying the child back to his yard, Xiao Zixuan was called a doctor. It was just useless. A doctor said that it had been a long time. The child was still young, and it was harder than going to heaven to get better. The child had not yet been able to take too much medicine. The medicine was too heavy and there was bound to be problems.

“County lord, forgive me. ”

“Forgive me? If you want to live, give this county a good boy.” Xiao Zixuan clenched his hands into fists and said with a gloomy face.

The doctors looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. I'm afraid they're finished today.

Ling Lo learned that he hurriedly put down everything in his hand and went to Xiao Zixuan's yard.

“How's the kid?” For his first child, Linglo loved it very much, and now he sees this lovely child, laying in bed with no life, unable to help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

“What do you say? He's dying,” said Xiao Zixuan.

It's her mother-in-law's fault. If it wasn't for her, how could her own child be like this?

Linglo turned his head and looked down on his knees.

“What's going on? ”

“Young master, the fever is too long, the fever can't go away, even if it is cured, there may be problems. ”

After burning for so long, your brain must have burned out.