"Shut up!" Meng Feiji admonished, "When will it be your turn as a slave to teach me how to do things?"

The fourth slave said aggrievedly: "Sir, I'm just thinking about your status!"

Meng Feiji's expression softened slightly and he said seriously: "Miss Song is in a life-or-death situation right now. I can't just watch a life being lost in my Yushan Bamboo Garden, right?"

"Stop thinking about anything else and go bring me the medicine you need to change at night!"

When the fourth slave heard what Meng Feiji said, he turned around and ran out without thinking about whether the young master's behavior was right.

Meng Feiji brought a medicine bowl and gave Song Xiang some medicine, a small spoonful at a time, and it took him half an hour to finish.

I think that the young master of the prefect's family has never been able to do menial tasks such as wielding swords and swords. Apart from applying medicine to himself, he has never served any young ladies!

He shook his head helplessly and put the medicine bowl back on the table.

Then began to change Song Xiang's dressing.

The fourth slave went up the mountain to stop him and said, "Sir, please ask the kitchen lady to come over. There are differences between men and women. You'd better not do this yourself, right?"

Meng Feiji was startled, turned his head and said, "Why are you still here? Get out! Don't come in without my instructions!"

"But Young Master, you can't ignore your future reputation. If this kind of thing spreads, Lord Meng will beat me to death!"

Meng Feiji said with a complicated expression: "You know this, I know it, God knows it, and the earth knows it. If you don't spread the word, who will know?"

"Except for you and me in this courtyard, the woman who cooks in the kitchen, and the fourth aunt who looks after the door. Apart from these people, no one will know where I am and what I am doing in Yushan Bamboo Courtyard. Fourth slave, don't forget you. Whose person is he?"

The fourth slave felt powerless and said: "Sir, how about I bring my mother over and ask her to change Miss Song's dressing?"

Meng Feiji still refused: "You go out and don't hinder me for the time being. If I call you later, come in again!"

The fourth slave knew that Meng Feiji's order could not be disobeyed, so he went out with some regret.

Seeing that the fourth slave was gone, Meng Feiji turned Song Xiang over so that her back was facing him, then took off her top and started changing her dressing.

Years of practicing martial arts gave him amazing strength, and he could move Song Xiang effortlessly.

After applying medicine to Song Xiang, he dressed Song Xiang again.

Sitting in front of the bed, looking at Song Xiang, he asked quietly: "Who is Shu Xing? Is he your husband?"

"The fever is so serious, and you still miss him, it shows that you are a caring person!"

In the nightmare, Song Xiang chased Shu Xing to a wall of fire, and she climbed up regardless of her own safety.

"Hot... so hot..."

Meng Feiji leaned down and called softly: "Song Xiang... Song Xiang... what did you say?"

"Thirsty...thirst..."

Meng Feiji stood up suddenly, poured a glass of water, brought it over, and fed Song Xiang with a spoon as before.

After tossing Meng Feiji over and over again all night, Meng Feiji looked tired and sleepy the next day.

...

The Shen Family Courtyard of Xuanyang Prefecture.

Jiang Lan wore casual clothes and took her envoy to find Jiang Qingyan and learned about the details of Song Xiang's back house. Then she heard that Nong Yue was from a brothel, so she took Nong Yue away without saying a word!

Jiang Qingyan wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Jiang Lan's people: "Sir, I don't want you to interfere in this matter!"

"Sir, if you don't want to be laughed at by people from aristocratic families when you go to Beijing in the future, just do what she wants!"

Jiang Qingyan showed a panicked expression for the first time: "Master Nongyue and Xiang'er have a very close relationship. If you touch the person she likes, won't it cause a quarrel when she comes back?"

"Let me out quickly, Nong Yue can't move!"

The leading female envoy said: "Sir, please don't make it difficult for us to be servants like this. How dare we disobey your orders?"

"My lord, I have said that Nong Yue is just a prostitute with an unclean status. It is beneath your status to serve a wife with a lowly person like him. You will be criticized by a famous family in the future. Furthermore, if Song Xiang's identity is really sought by the higher-ups. That one needs to clean up the back house even more!"

"My lord is doing this for the reputation of the Jiang family and the royal family, not just for the young master!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qingyan became even more anxious: "To be treasonous, Mother is really confused! What if Mother moved the moon and waited for Xiang'er to come back in the future? If she settles the accounts after the fall, then Mother's head may not be saved. Besides, I am still alive. As Xiang'er's official husband, a husband who cannot protect Xiang'er will have the dignity to see Xiang'er again in the future."

"Mother, by doing this, aren't you using up the friendship between me and Xiang'er?"

"If Nong Yue dies! My relationship with Xiang'er will also come to an end. By then, all the family glory my mother has planned will be in vain. Even so, will you stop me?"

The leading female envoy hesitated and said: "Master, please don't scare me. It's just executing a prostitute. How can it have such a big impact?"

"Besides, Mr. Jiang will think about these things in his heart. If you really do such a thing, you must have figured it out in your heart!"

Jiang Qingyan asked in a daze: "Did Mother tell you about her plan?"

"Are you the master or is my mother the master? Or do you think that in the Jiang family, you can be a slave and bully the master?"

"You slaves don't dare!" The female envoys who were blocking Jiang Qingyan all knelt on the ground, "Master, please give these slaves a way out for the sake of their many years of fighting for the Jiang family!"

Jiang Qingyan snorted coldly and said, "How dare you ask for a way out!"

"Listen carefully, there is the Jiang family first, and then there is you. If there was no Jiang family, how would you survive?"

"Killing Nong Yue will completely offend Xiang'er, and the Jiang family will be in complete disaster in the future!"

"Hurry up and do it, if you wait any longer, it will be too late!"

The leading female servant cried and said: "The slaves don't know..."

Jiang Qingyan asked with a pale face: "Where did my mother go?"

One of the female servants pointed in one direction and said, "This slave didn't say anything..."

Jiang Qingyan kicked away the female envoy who was speaking, untied a horse, mounted the horse and rode off in the direction pointed.

After Jiang Qingyan rushed outside the city, he discovered that Jiang Lan was holding a suede bow, pulled out the moon string, and shot out a flying cluster with silver light, flying towards Nong Yue who was tied in front of the carriage. , the sound broke through the air, and Nong Yue fell to the ground, leaving only a growing pool of blood on the ground.

"Mother!"

Jiang Qingyan roared, threw down the horse rope, and walked slowly out from under the tree.

Several maids in front of the car heard Jiang Qingyan's voice, moved Nong Yue's body to the car, and then deliberately used daggers to stimulate the horse's buttocks.

The horse pulled the carriage and galloped crazily towards the cliff on one side.

Jiang Qingyan wanted to go back and ride his horse to catch up, but he heard the horse neighing.

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