Xia Furong didn't want to save Xia Zixuan, since Xia Furong didn't want to, she was not happy in her heart, she would definitely find a result for this, and sure enough, Xia Furong immediately found a high-sounding reason, because Xia Furong spoke quickly and listened really powerful, naturally, how could Yun Qiuqin guess her daughter's thoughts.

After listening to Xia Furong's words, Yun Qiuqin also calmed down, and felt in her heart that what Xia Furong said was true, and she really couldn't act impulsively.

Indeed, she and Fu'er can't have any more accidents.

In case she and Fu'er are also ruined, then Zixuan will really have to die.

By the way, she can still go and beg for someone!

"Mother, in fact, you think too much, the eldest brother may not die."

Xia Furong didn't know what Yun Qiuqin was thinking, but she also felt that her eldest brother was not so easy to die early.

"What do you mean?!"

Xia Furong's words, for Yun Qiuqin, are a drowning person, the only driftwood.

"Mother, you seem to have forgotten that there are still a few days before the Queen Mother's fiftieth birthday."

Xia Furong still has a bit of brainpower.

"You mean, amnesty?"

Yun Qiuqin's eyes lit up.

Indeed, the Queen Mother's fiftieth birthday, the emperor must give amnesty to the world, and when the time comes, her Zixuan will not have to die!

"Mother, you pinched me just now."

Xia Furong saw that Yun Qiuqin was no longer as at a loss as before, so she said coldly, without a hint of coquettishness.

Yun Qiuqin came back to her senses, thinking that she had just reacted, and she felt very guilty about Xia Furong.

"Fu'er, my mother was scared by your eldest brother's incident just now, don't blame my mother, let my mother take a look."

When Yun Qiuqin lifted Xia Furong's sleeve and saw the broken place on Xia Furong's arm, she was very distressed.

"Hurry up and get some medicine, in case it will not be beautiful if you leave a scar."

Yun Qiuqin helped Xia Furong sit on the bed, turned out the medicine, and poured it on Xia Furong's wound.

Listening to Yun Qiuqin's words, Xia Furong laughed at herself when she thought of the extremely ugly scar the size of a copper coin on her forehead.

She's not perfect for a long time.

Yun Qiuqin and Xia Furong stood still for the time being, but Xia Chiwan was busy.

On the fiftieth birthday of the Queen Mother, Xia Boran has already named Xia Chiwan to perform.

So Xia Chiwan had to prepare, otherwise she would despise the royal family.

"Miss, now the prime minister won't let the old marquis and his wife out of the room."

Shi Xin whispered such a message in Xia Chiwan's ear.

"That's how it should be."

Xia Chiwan stopped what he was doing and moved his neck.

Last time, Xia Zixuan wanted to harm her with the matter of Fat Fan Tang, so that he could turn over himself.

As far as Xia Zixuan's action is concerned, it is enough not to please her father.

It's just that the old lady is also blind, in order to get rid of her, join in this fun.

Don't look at what the situation was at that time, dare to cause trouble in front of the emperor, is it impossible to be the emperor blind?

"By the way, how many days has the little marquis not been out of the room?"

For Xia Boran's plan, Xia Chiwan could guess a little.

She is not an ignorant woman or child, but her father is more ruthless than her in this move.

Her parents want to cut off their children and grandchildren in the Yongjing Marquis Mansion.

It's a shame that the old marquis and his wife have been pretending to be bears in the prime minister's mansion, thinking that Xia Boran is a good one.

"It's been five days since Miss Hui's words."

Shi Xin's face was red, not ashamed, but angry.

Why did Sun Jian not leave the room, the approximate reason, Shi Xin knew.