The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Song Shengfu was extremely calm at this time. She looked at them and spoke in a deep voice.

"Boss, take Lu with you. Cry as loudly as you can. Boss, you must see His Majesty and tell everyone I'm not well. Please ask His Majesty to send a doctor."

Song Shengfu took over Duan Jing'an's words and continued speaking.

Looking at Duan Jing'an, he said, "Fourth Brother, take the strongest servant in the family. Oh, and Han Yang with you. Let's leave the house before your eldest brother leaves, and ride fast."

Li Wei said anxiously, "I'm going too. I'll lead the way for the Fourth Master. When I came here, I found a shortcut that the farmer who saved me told me about. It will definitely make the journey a day faster."

Song Shengfu looked at Old Xu, who nodded. "The young man's injuries are not serious, mostly scratches. His right arm is badly dislocated, so he can't lift anything heavy."

Song Shengfu nodded, as long as it didn't affect their journey.

Song Shengfu looked at Duan Jing'an, who was two heads taller than her. He looked like a child just a year ago, but now he is able to take on the responsibility of supporting the family.

He smoothed Duan Jing'an's wrinkled collar and said, "Si'er, be sure to pay attention to safety on this trip. Think carefully and consider everything carefully. Go!"

Song Shengfu let go, feeling a little sad. Although they had only been together for less than two years, the children in this family were really filial to her.

For the first time, Song Shengfu experienced what it meant to be a mother's worry even when her son is thousands of miles away. But at the same time, she knew very well that the sky is high and the birds fly freely. Their life had just begun, so they should travel and see the world.

Duan Jing'an's eyes became moist when he heard his mother's words, but he had no time to feel sentimental because there were more important things waiting for them.

After a short while, all the servants in the house had gathered, rows of the strongest servants, who were also the guards of the mansion.

Duan Jing'an and more than 20 people disguised themselves, quietly went out from the corner gate, and headed west quickly.

Duan Jingzong took the frightened Lu, dressed in the official uniforms of their rank, and went out through the main gate.

Mrs. Lu looked sad and cried in a loud voice. A large group of people gathered at the main entrance.

"What's going on at Duan Bo's Mansion? Master Duan doesn't look well."

"Mrs. Duan Bo's face looks so grim, could something have happened?"

A group of people pointed and talked as they watched the carriage leaving Duan Bo's house. Taking advantage of the commotion at the main gate, a group of people left again from the corner gate.

After putting on a full show, Song Shengfu fell ill.

Mother Qi ordered the gates of the mansion to be closed tightly and no one was allowed to enter or leave without permission. Anyone who violated the order would be beaten to death with sticks.

When Song Shengfu returned to the main house, the three children were panicked and at a loss.

Kang Ge'er seemed a little calmer and comforted Wei Jie'er together with Xuan Ge'er.

Sister Wei's face was pale, her eyes were red, and she was trying hard to suppress her emotions.

When he saw his grandmother, he could no longer hold back and threw himself into her arms.

Song Shengfu felt the girl in her arms trembling violently and had a bad premonition.

Although the children were sent away in time, Sister Wei might have seen that person coming in.

He gave a wink and asked Kang Ge'er to take Xuan Ge'er back, and Wei Jie'er stayed in Bisongyuan.

After Xuan Ge'er left, Wei Jie'er was shaking so much that she couldn't speak. She looked at Song Shengfu with tearful eyes and shook her head.

"Grandma, I see it, I see it, father..."

She seemed to be out of breath as she spoke. Seeing that she was very scared, Song Shengfu quickly asked someone to bring some warm tea and gave Wei Jieer two sips.

After drinking some water, Sister Wei felt a little better, but she was still shaking.

Song Shengfu held Wei Jie'er's little face and looked at her seriously.

"Sister Wei, listen to me. Your father is fine. He's just trapped because someone wanted to steal something from him."

"You're a good child, you understand what your grandmother says. Your fourth uncle has already left, and if nothing goes wrong he'll be here in a day. Is everything alright?"

Sister Wei kept nodding her head, tears falling down as she moved her head, looking so pitiful.

Song Shengfu hugged Wei Jie'er tightly, and Wei Jie'er's heart was filled with fear and helplessness.

She had just seen it clearly, and even though the man was covered in blood, she recognized him. He was her father's servant, who never left his side.

Xuan Ge'er was there just now, so she could only bear it.

If something happened to their father, they, the siblings...

No! He won't. My grandmother also said that Dad will be fine and will definitely come back safely.

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"Oh no, oh no! My Queen!"

Zhilan was helping Concubine Ning grind ink when she heard the palace maids outside shouting loudly without knowing the seriousness of the matter.

"Shut up! Have you learned all the rules? If you startle the Empress and the Sixth Prince, I'll definitely skin you alive."

The person who delivered the message was a newly entered palace maid. It was her first time seeing this scene and she was so frightened that she lay on the ground and dared not look up.

She just heard someone pass on the message that someone from Duan Bo's Mansion came to the palace to ask His Majesty to appoint an imperial physician, saying that the old lady in the mansion was not feeling well.

I’ve heard from the older sisters before that our queen is closest to the old lady of Duan Bo’s Mansion. Now that I hear that the old marquis’ wife is dying, I’m really panicking.

"Aunt Zhilan, I know I was wrong."

The little palace maid spoke in a trembling voice with tears in her eyes. Zhilan felt a little disappointed when she saw this. These new maids were sent in without even learning all the rules, and they needed to be taught well.

Reckless and unbecoming!

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The little palace maid raised her head slightly and said, "Aunt, I heard someone report that the Lord of Duan's Mansion came to the palace to ask Your Majesty to show some mercy and ask a famous imperial physician to come back. He said that the Duan Marquis's wife has suddenly fallen seriously ill and is not in good condition."

What?! What do you mean by looking bad?!

Zhilan was stunned for a moment, and then the sound of a jade cup breaking came from inside the house.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps and Zhiyu came out.

"Queqiu, come in. The Queen wants you to speak."

Que Qiu did not dare to delay, and quickly stood up, bowed and walked in.

Just as he was about to kneel down to pay his respects, Concubine Ning couldn't wait and told him to skip the ceremony.

"Tell me quickly, what happened to Madam Duan Hou?"

Que Qiu reported the truth again. Concubine Ning couldn't believe it. She had just seen the old lady some time ago, and she looked very healthy and strong. How could she suddenly become ill?

"Mother, what is this?"

Zhilan reacted and looked at her own queen. Since she followed her queen, she naturally knew some of her plans.

The current prosperity of the Duanbo Mansion is largely supported by the old marquis' wife. If the old marquis' wife dies, the Duanbo Mansion will definitely be seriously damaged.

Concubine Ning was still relatively calm. She only knew the news now. She had to wait for the imperial physician to return to know the specific situation.

"You step back."

Que Qiu retreated, and Concubine Ning felt a little disappointed. Although they had only known each other for a short time, both parties were seeking what they needed.

Old Madam Duan Hou gave her the feeling of being an elder in the family. Isn't that ridiculous?

The warmth she didn't feel at home was actually experienced from an outsider.

Concubine Ning laughed at herself. She didn't really need these.

It’s just her bad luck to be born in such a family.

Now the condition of Marquis Duan's wife is unknown, and Concubine Ning has lost interest in painting. She dismissed the servants in a somewhat annoyed manner, leaving Zhilan and Zhiyu alone by her side to keep her company.