Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

When the bad news reached Jingxiangxuan, Ding Fuling rolled her eyes, couldn't breathe, and fainted.

The Song Mansion was filled with white flags and paper money was flying.

The servants all wore a white cloth around their waists, and they just focused on the work at hand and did not dare to whisper.

After losing his young son, Rong Guishao suddenly seemed ten years older and his hair turned gray early.

Ding Fuling sat slumped on the ground, almost sweating with tears, and her eyes were sore.

She threw paper money into the brazier like a zombie, and the flames engulfed the white matter and burned her fingers several times.

Ding Fuling fell into grief, as if unaware.

As the eldest sister, Qin Yan naturally cried for her younger brother in front of the funeral at this time.

There's just not a lot of real emotion.

Xiaojiu revealed everything Rong Yuqian had done. She almost became the one lying in the coffin. She really couldn't tell the difference between sympathy and pity.

Before he even stepped into the well-designed trap, Rong Yuqian suffered the consequences. He could only say that if you do unjust things, you will die.

"Brother!"

There was a cry of mourning outside the mourning hall.

Rong Shang looked sad, stumbled in, threw herself in front of the memorial tablet and cried bitterly: "Second sister is late, woo woo woo..."

The pear blossoms are raining, and my face is full of tears.

No one who sees this can sigh at the deep love between brother and sister.

"Tian is jealous of Yingcai, your brother has passed away, Chang'er, I only have you as my only child. You must take good care of your health..."

The palms and backs of her hands were full of flesh. Even though Ding Fuling was heartbroken, she still cared about her daughter at this time.

"Mom, I was shocked to hear the bad news at home. What on earth is going on? It's so good. How did my brother drown?"

Rong Shang felt that it was not an accident, but that someone was deliberately plotting to kill her.

"I asked everyone about it, Qian'er lost his temper, sent the maid away, and played alone by the pool, just, just..." Ding Fuling choked with tears.

What happened next was something she couldn't bear to talk about.

The only son died in this way, and Rong Guishao became angry with everyone.

"Come on! The maids and servants around the young master didn't take good care of them. They hit fifty hard and betrayed everyone!"

Rong Shang's voice was slightly hoarse and she wiped her tears and said, "Father, please express my condolences."

Suppressing the sadness of her brother's sudden death, she cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. Before Rong Guishao could look over, she lost strength and suddenly fainted.

"Shang'er!" Ding Fuling cried and crawled to her daughter's side, using her hands and feet.

Having just lost a son, Rong Guishao would not allow anything to happen to another child.

He casually pointed to two maids and ordered: "Help the second lady to go back to her room to rest!"

Qin Yan, who had a very low sense of presence, held back her tears and reminded her at the right time: "Second sister is too sad, so let's ask a doctor to take a look first."

Ding Fuling loved her daughter so much that she hugged Rong Shang and shouted: "Hurry! Invite the doctor, go and ask the doctor!"

A quarter of an hour later, she stared at the old doctor's face, so anxious that her words changed.

"How about it, is it all right?"

Rong Shang was lying on the bed, her lips were pale and there was no trace of blood, no wonder she was nervous.

"Wait a minute..." The old doctor felt for her pulse again and said after confirming it, "She has been pregnant for more than a month, but her pulse is thin and weak, and her fetus is unstable. She must have a good rest and rest, and remember not to be overjoyed or sad."

Ding Fuling and Rong Guishao were stunned by his words, and their sadness suddenly turned into joy.

"Is this true?"

"Shang'er is pregnant?!"

The old doctor has been practicing medicine for half his life, so he is still sure of this, "It is indeed a happy pulse, it can't be wrong."

Ding Fuling: "Great!"

Rong Shang's unsatisfactory stomach has always been a common worry between her and the family owner.