The next day, Xia Furong got up early in the morning, and according to Xia Boran's instructions, Xia Furong should go to the temple for the dead old lady to copy scriptures and recite Buddha.

Xia Boran looked at Xia Furong with a haggard face, and a trace of distress flashed in his heart, but thinking of what Xia Furong had done, Xia Boran couldn't soften his heart.

The concubine is different, how can he shield Fu'er vigorously on the premise that Wan'er did not make a mistake.

"You have to take good care of yourself this month." No matter what, Xia Furong is Xia Boran's distressed child.

No, Xia Boran came to see Xia Furong away in person as soon as he got out of the morning court.

In just one night, Xia Furong became like this, and Xia Boran certainly understood that this was a blow to Xia Furong.

Xia Furong looked at Xia Boran with tears in her eyes, no longer pleading for herself, but seemed very sensible.

"It has always been my daughter's fault that my daughter was ignorant, which made my father worry and angry. I also hope that in the month that my daughter left, my father would take care of her life. ”

"Big sister, don't worry, aren't there still us by Daddy's side? We'll definitely take good care of Daddy. ”

For Xia Yuxin, one less sister is one less opponent.

Although Xia Chiwan is the sister-in-law, the main mother is no longer there, and there is no one to rely on.

And although Xia Furong is the same as herself, she is a concubine.

It's just that Xia Furong has an Aunt Qiu and a young master of Xiangfu as an elder brother.

If Aunt Qiu is allowed to take the position, it may not be as good as their mother and daughter, if the second sister defeats Aunt Qiu's room, there may be a day when they will come out.

Looking at Xia Boran and Xia Furong's father and daughter, Xia Chiwan's eyes flashed with numbness, and then smiled.

"What Xiao Wu said is that Sister Shu is gone, and we sisters are taking care of us by my father's side."

"Yes, my father is not only a daughter of the eldest sister, as soon as the eldest sister said this, I thought that my daughter was very incompetent."

Xia Moring stood next to Xia Boran and looked at Xia Furong with a smile.

was excluded by the three sisters at the same time, which made Xia Furong's already thin face look more and more sick.

"Daddy, my daughter is leaving."

Today's Xia Furong seems to be particularly weak, with a miserable white face, as if it is translucent, and her body thinner than paper seems to run with a gust of wind.

At this moment, a slave pulling the carriage suddenly took out a needle and stabbed the horse's neck fiercely.

The frightened horse pouted its front hooves and roared!

Everyone was frightened by this sudden situation, but Xia Furong was quick to move, dragged Xia Boran over, knocked Xia Boran down, and avoided the disaster.

And Xia Furong is not as lucky as Xia Boran.

The horse's hooves lit up and kicked Xia Furong's arm.

Then, the carriage dancing with the horses slammed into Xia Furong's back with a "bang".

In an instant, Xia Furong saw blood.

The already pale slap face, under the imprint of blood, looks even more petite and pitiful.

"Fu'er!"

Yesterday, although Xia Boran was annoyed with Xia Furong, he was also reluctant to Xia Furong.

If it weren't for the mention of fate and restraint, Xia Boran would have wanted to stay with Xia Furong after a night of precipitation.

Now that Xia Boran has been saved by Xia Furong, Xia Furong has been seriously injured again, how can Xia Boran not care.