Amid Lan's cry, Ling Yanran next to her spoke worriedly, "Three sisters, Sister Xueer... she knelt on the ancestral hall for a night last night. Maybe it was because the late spring cold had just passed, and it was too cold at night and there was no food. When Aunt Lan secretly went to see her at noon, she found that Sister Xueer fainted on the ground, had a high fever, and she had not woken up until now... The doctors couldn't tell any symptoms..."

Aunt Lan cried, "Xue'er is already weak in the fetus, and she has finally recovered for several years, but..."

"Butler, take my post to the Imperial Hospital to hire an Imperial Doctor." Ling Sheng said silently.

The butler immediately took the order and left.

Aunt Lan's tears kept coming, "Master... Xueer..."

"She will be fine. She needs someone to take care of now, so you can go down first." Ling Sheng said without any rejection.

Aunt Lan glanced at Baili Feiyue and gritted her teeth.

Ling Sheng looked at Baili Feiyue and Ling Yanran, "I didn't go to the Spring Hunting Club, why did I come back so early?" He has been fighting outside for many years. Strictly speaking, he is absent from the growth of every child. Ling Sheng is doing his best to be a qualified father.

Baili Feiyue was a little surprised. Ling Yanran hadn’t complained yet?

I thought about it again, the scene just now was indeed not suitable for complaints.

Now, when Ling Sheng asked, Ling Yanran lowered her head slightly and whispered in a evasive manner, "I'll be back if it's not fun..."

How could Ling Sheng not see this obviously because there was something wrong with excuses? "What happened?"

His tone was soft, but his eyes fell on Ling Yanran and Baili Feiyue, and there was a natural sharpness that had been trained on the battlefield.

Ling Yanran seemed to be unable to bear it and knelt down with a plop, "Dad... it's all my daughter..."

My eyes turned red in an instant, "If I hadn't thought that my third sister had just returned, I wouldn't know anything. I wanted to make my third sister familiar as soon as possible. When His Highness's princess's people handed me a post to invite me, I begged the princess to invite my third sister... maybe I wouldn't... I wouldn't..."

Speaking of this, I was already trembling, as if I had been suppressing myself before, but now I burst out and I was very scared.

It seemed as if there was finally an answer, Ling Yanran intermittently said what happened at the Spring Hunting Conference today.

Ling Sheng initially thought that he might have had a conflict with a young lady from a young man, and thought it was all trivial matters. He was a routine question. The more he listened, the more he became, the more he became. When he heard the Regent appear and even cut off Princess Ningyang's tongue, his face was already unfathomable.

"Dad, don't blame the third sister. I guess the third sister was scared too." Ling Yanran said with a sob in blaming himself.

Ling Sheng didn't say anything. After a while, he couldn't tell his thoughts or happiness, "You guys go down and rest first, and go see Xueer if you have time."

"Dad, don't worry, Sister Xue'er will definitely be fine!" Ling Yanran said with relief.

Ling Sheng nodded and waved his hand to signal them to go down.

After coming out of the hall and walking far away, Ling Yanran did not have the previous look of fear of crying. She glanced at Baili Feiyue meaningfully, snorted and turned around and left.

"Miss, Miss Eighth Miss, Aunt Lan must have kept the account on the lady's head." The lady doesn't like the lady. The fifth lady is more sensible than a sieve. Aunt Lan is holding a grudge. The lady is really entangled!

"Let's go and see Sister Eight."

Suyi didn't have hope, "Even if you go to visit Miss Eight now, Miss Lan will probably not appreciate it."

"I didn't want her to appreciate it either."

Just now, Lan looked sad when she cried, but even the angle of the makeup was well controlled. When she cried like that, she did not damage her beauty at all.

With Ling Sheng in front of him, it is understandable that Lan needs to pay attention to his image. But as a mother, her daughter is really seriously ill and she still cares about paying attention to this throughout the process, which is a bit unreasonable and strange!

When Baili Feiyue took Suyi to the yard where Lan family and the others lived, Lan family saw her coming in and said with a cold face, "What are you here to do!"

"Look at Sister Eight." Baili Feiyue was very calm.

"Haha, if it weren't for you, how could the master punish Xue'er to kneel down in the ancestral hall! Now let's make a move!"

Since she doesn't speak well and wants to turn the tables, Baili Feiyue is not polite, "If she is stupid and wants to harm others, she has to bear the stupid consequences."

"You!" Lan's fingernail dyed bright red elixir hard and rubbed it into the silk palm. "Look at how proud you can be! I have recorded all the sins Xue'er suffered today!" Seeing Baili Feiyue walking to the bed, she said angrily, "What are you going to do!"

"Dad asked me to see the eighth sister. I guess I hope that we can contact our sisters to cultivate sisterhood. I naturally have to listen to my father's words."

Baili Feiyue laughed, "What, Aunt Lan doesn't agree with her father's idea?" After saying that, she stepped directly over Lan's house, lifted the bed tent, and Ling Xueer, who was as red as cooked shrimps, was lying on the bed.

Aunt Lan came over anxiously and said ruthlessly, "You saw it! Are you satisfied? Do you think we will still pretend to be sick!"

Even in a severe coma, Ling Xueer's eyebrows were twisted tightly. It can be seen that she was very uncomfortable at this moment.

After quietly looking at Ling Xueer for a few seconds, a cold light flashed in Baili Feiyue's eyes. Sure enough... she put down her tent lightly.

Turning around, his eyes falling on Lan.

He laughed, "Miss Eight has a good mother..."

Aunt Lan felt a little weak when she saw it.

Is it... impossible!

Aunt Lan shook off the thoughts in her mind and remained calm. "What do you mean?"

Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows with a smile, "What do you mean, Aunt Lan? You don't know what it means? Sister Eighth Sister will become like this. Do you really have no idea in your heart?"

"Snow will become like this, of course you are the one who caused it!"

Baili Feiyue looked at her mockingly, and without saying much, she left with Suyi.

Ling Xueer's disease was considered an ordinary fever, but she expected that the imperial doctors would invite several people to come that night.

The next morning, Ling Xueer had almost only a weak breath. In just one night, she seemed to have a flower that was missing, withered withered rapidly, her eyes were sunken, and her face was blue and white. The oldest doctor in the Imperial Hospital all accused Ling Sheng of being powerless. It is tactful to point out that even if there is a good thousand-year-old ginseng hanging, it will be only about three days at most, so she will be mourning.

Because of Ling Xueer's illness, no one in the entire General's Mansion calmed down that night.

Even though the serious illness was just a little bit better, Li, who needed cultivation, was guarding Aunt Lan's yard.

Although Ling Xueer is just a concubine daughter, Ling Sheng doesn’t really support many children. Everyone attaches great importance to it. Before, Ling Xueer was really angry, but now she is really worried, so she personally stayed for a night.

At this moment, when the old doctor said this, Ling Sheng said a little awkwardly, "Is there really nothing I can do?"

"General, Xiaguan is really not good at medical skills." The old doctor felt guilty and could not help, and was very ashamed. "It has been fifty or sixty years since Xiaguan entered Xinglin, but he has not even found out the lesions of the lady of the noble family. Xiaguan is really ashamed..."

This imperial physician is an authority in the Imperial Hospital. He said this, Ling Xueer's condition was too serious!

Ling Yanran, who had just come in after waiting for the middle of the night, heard this and said with red eyes, "Is there nothing I can do about the Imperial Doctor..."

I suddenly thought of something, "Mom, maybe we can ask the genius doctor of the Futu Pavilion!! Although the genius doctor of the Futu Pavilion may not be as good as the imperial physician who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, he is indeed a bit good at these strange symptoms! Mom, you were not sick before, but now you are cured?"

When Ling Yanran said this, Li thought of it, "Look at me, I'm confused when I'm anxious!"

Aunt Lan, who had been holding Ling Xueer's hand, cried, "Didn't that the miracle doctor only went to the clinic once every three months..." She looked at Li again, as if she was looking at the last straw, "Madam, isn't the miracle doctor treating you? When will he come?" Kneeled down with a plop, "Please, Madam, please ask the miracle doctor to save my Xueer!"

"My Smurf, get up quickly!" Li quickly helped her up, "Xue'er is sick, I'm not in a hurry! But...My Smurf, you don't know that the miracle doctor has been to the mansion once, leaving behind half a month of medicine, saying that the medicine will be cured after taking it. I think I won't come again..."

Aunt Lan lowered her arms in despair, "How could this happen...this is like this...then I will go to Futu Pavilion to beg you! I will kneel down to the miracle doctor! I will kowtow every step I will be willing!"

Ling Yanran couldn't bear to see it and cried, "Aunt Lan, don't do this. What if you fall down Sister Xueer! Then the Futu Pavilion... It's not the opening time every March, and you can't find anyone even if you go..."

Aunt Lan didn't have any appearance this time. She felt inexplicably panic in her heart and grabbed Ling Sheng's hand, "Master, Master, please save our Xueer..."
Chapter completed!