My mother-in-law actually married the prince

In the third courtyard, Li Chuchu lay on the bed, tears silently sliding down her face, her body trembling slightly.

"My brother is gone..." Her voice was choked with sobs, her heart filled with grief. She was filled with worry about what happened today, so she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

With red eyes, she turned around and asked Jiuer, the maid beside her: "You said that the girl who brought my brother back today was beaten by her mother?

"Jiuer quickly responded: "Miss, I saw it with my own eyes.

I had never seen the lady so angry. She slapped the girl twice and then started punching and kicking her ferociously. I was really scared. I had never seen the lady like this.

But, miss, do you think the young master can blame the girl for what happened? I think the girl is very pitiful. "

Li Chuchu's heart tightened, she sat up, and said with a firm look in her eyes: "Let's go, Jiuer, let's go find that girl.

"Jiuer was a little confused: "Miss, you are not going to vent your anger for the eldest young master, are you?

"Li Chuchu glared at her lightly: "Do you think your daughter is that kind of person?

Jiuer, pick up the lantern and let’s go take a look.

"Yes, miss."

As soon as Li Chuchu went out, a gust of cold wind blew past. She couldn't help but shiver and subconsciously tightened her cloak.

The master and servant walked hurriedly and soon arrived at the woodshed where Furong was imprisoned.

There was a big lock hanging outside the door of the woodshed. Li Chuchu frowned slightly, pulled out the hairpin on her head without hesitation, squatted down, and fiddled with the keyhole with all her concentration.

After a moment, there was a "click" sound and the lock opened.

The two walked into the woodshed and saw Furong curled up beside the stove, shivering.

Li Chuchu hurried forward and called softly, "Girl, girl..." However, Furong did not respond.

Jiuer hurried forward, holding a lantern to illuminate Furong's face.

Under the dim light, Furong's face was as pale as paper, her lips were purple, and there was still some blood on her forehead.

Jiuer was so frightened when she saw this that she almost screamed. She reached out with trembling hands to check Furong's breath. Finding that she was still breathing, she patted her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Li Chuchu also stepped forward and touched Furong's forehead. Her expression suddenly changed, and she said anxiously, "Oh no, she might have caught a cold.

Jiuer, carry her on your back and go to my room.

"Jiuer hesitated a little: "Miss, this is not appropriate.

"Li Chuchu's tone left no room for doubt: "There's nothing wrong with it.

Jiu'er had no choice but to carefully carry Furong on her back, while Li Chuchu held a lantern to light the way ahead. The three of them walked quickly towards Li Chuchu's room.

Soon, they returned to the room.

Jiuer gently placed Furong on Li Chuchu's bed.

Li Chuchu sat by the bed, her brows furrowed as she reached out to feel Furong's pulse. After a moment, a look of shock appeared on her face as she uttered, "No way? ...

"Turning to Jiuer, he said, "Jiuer, wash this girl's face first. I'll go get grandma."

"After that, she stood up and walked quickly towards Fan's house.

Arriving in front of Fan's house, Li Chuchu knocked on the door anxiously and shouted, "Grandma, Grandma!

"Yuzhu, who was sleeping on the low bed, heard the noise, hurriedly got up and opened the door, and asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Miss, it's so late, what's the matter?

"Li Chuchu didn't bother to answer, she walked straight into the room, came to Fan's bed, gently woke Fan up, and said in a somewhat panicked voice: "Grandma, something's wrong!

Mrs. Fan rubbed her eyes sleepily and asked, "What's the matter? It's late at night, can't you let me sleep?"

Li Chuchu leaned close to Fan's ear and whispered a few words.

When Fan heard this, she woke up instantly, her face changed drastically, and she immediately ordered: "Yuzhu, go and invite Doctor Li to come to the young lady's room.

"Okay." Yuzhu responded and left quickly.

Fan also quickly stood up and put on her clothes. Li Chuchu helped her and said, "Grandma, don't worry."

As Fan was getting dressed, she sighed, "What's going on?"

The two men carried lanterns and trotted to Li Chuchu's room.

Fan sat by the bed, stretched out her hand to feel Furong's pulse, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and she murmured, "How did this child get hurt like this?

"He turned to look at Li Chuchu with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Chuchu, do you think this child could be your brother's?

Li Chuchu shook her head: "I don't know, grandma. I can only ask her after she wakes up."

Oh, how could mother be so harsh?

"Fan gnashed her teeth in anger: "I just didn't see your mother for an entire afternoon, and she went crazy?"

After a while, Doctor Li rushed into the room panting.

Fan quickly stood up and offered her seat, saying, "Doctor Li, please take this girl's pulse.

"Doctor Li nodded, stepped forward and carefully examined Furong. After a moment, he raised his head and said, "Madam, this is a pregnant pulse.

However - there are signs of miscarriage, and the girl has such a high fever, I'm afraid she has caught a cold.

When Mrs. Fan heard this, she was extremely anxious and said, "The most urgent thing is to save them both."

"Okay, old lady, I'll go down and make some medicine to keep the baby safe.

The old lady first used white wine to wash the girl's body to reduce her temperature to avoid burns.

"Jiu'er on the side said without waiting for instructions, "I'll go prepare it now." After that, she turned around and left quickly.

Li Chuchu looked at Fan and said softly, "Grandma, why don't you go downstairs and rest? We still have things to do tomorrow.

"Fan sighed helplessly: "Grandma, how can I sleep like this? Forget it.

"After a while, Jiuer came in with a basin of wine and a towel.

Mrs. Fan took the towel, dipped it in some wine, and gently wiped Furong's forehead and cheeks. As she wiped, she said with heartache: "This poor child, pregnant, how did she pull your brother's coffin step by step to get here? You can imagine how difficult it must have been along the way.

" As she spoke, Fan's eyes gradually turned red, and her voice was choked with sobs. Tears welled up in her eyes, and finally burst out and slid down her cheeks.

She wiped her tears hastily with her hands, but the tears could not stop flowing, "This poor child has suffered so much.

" When she undressed Furong and wiped her body, Fan's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Jiuer suddenly screamed, "Miss, look!

Li Chuchu took a closer look and immediately covered her mouth with her hands. Her face was full of astonishment, and her eyes were instantly filled with pity and sorrow. Her heart seemed to be gripped by a heavy weight.

I secretly wondered how she had survived all this, and how much pain and grievances she had silently endured, to be able to persevere in such a tragic situation.

"Oh my God! This girl is really patient.

Yuzhu also came over and saw that Furong's shoulder was red and swollen, and the skin was already rotten. She couldn't help but gasp: "Oh my, this girl..."