Chapter 1300: Widow queen

With Qin Wansha's words, the magpie was soon carried down for emergency treatment.
However, because she had been in a coma for a long time in the sea of ​​flames when she was discovered, she was only venting and not getting much air in. Even if the imperial doctor who rushed over barely saved her life, the burned body was completely unrecognizable. The imperial doctor cannot guarantee how long the magpie will live.
In addition to the magpie, Mrs. Rong, Nanxiang and Xijuan were also quickly carried out, but these three people did not have the good life of the magpie. After being carried out, they were directly covered by a white cloth. No anger.
Looking at the three scorched corpses, Uncle Rong and his wife burned their eyebrows anxiously.
"This, how can this be good..." As long as Rong Zhang thinks that Mrs. Rong's death will be spread, I am afraid that her family's reputation will be even worse.
Anxious, Rong Zhang couldn't help but turned his gaze to Xiao Qichen's body-if this one could take action to protect her daughter...
This idea just started, and Rong Zhang immediately dispelled the idea in his heart. Not to mention that this nobleman’s night party would not be able to talk about his daughter, but what if he took care of him? Say, what do you think in your mind?
While Rong Zhang was rushing around in place, Qin Wansha shook her hand instead, and then whispered to appease: "Mother, don’t worry, the assassination of the villain in our mansion today has already cost lives. You can't hide it, you need to report to the official to deal with it. The second uncle and the third uncle, I will send someone to inform immediately. As for the funeral of the grandmother, I have to trouble my mother to deal with it."
Perhaps Qin Wansha's tone was too calm, and the originally anxious Rong Zhangshi actually settled down following Qin Wansha's words.
Uncle Rong also stretched out his hand to hold his wife's shoulders and brought it into his arms. After that, he glanced at Xiao Qichen, who was standing behind Qin Wansha silently, and Uncle Rong lowered his head again and said to Rong Zhangshi: " The girl is right. Let her take care of the matter. Let's take care of the funeral of the Rong... old lady, and let others take the blame."
This is the first time that Rong Zhangshi felt the support from the closest people around him in the most difficult time.
For a long time, Rong Zhang, who always felt that he was the true pillar of the spirit of this family, suddenly felt relieved that his eyes were red, and at the same time, he shook the hands of Grandpa Rong and Qin Wansha: "Okay, I see, you can handle it with ease. As for the assassin's affairs, as for other things, in this Rong Bo Mansion, the mother will definitely help you do it properly, and will never let anyone hold you back!"
Qin Wansha smiled at Rong Zhang, and gave Grandpa Rong another wink. Grandpa Rong immediately stopped Rong Zhang's shoulder and led his wife towards the temporary yard.
From beginning to end, the two did not ask Qin Wansha why they had to let them live in other yards tonight. As for what the assassin and the fire are like today, they don’t want to ask more. They should believe in it. Of my own daughter.
On the other side, in Jinchen Belle's Mansion, who was also awake at night, Rong Huilan had been sitting by the window, looking at the dark night with cold eyes.
Jinchen Belle Mansion is not too close to Rong Bo Mansion. Therefore, even if Rong Huilan stood at the gate and looked at it, she still couldn't see the movement of Rong Bo Mansion.
The girl Qiao'er, who has been serving Rong Huilan closely, looked at Rong Huilan’s appearance, but she was bitter in her heart. She understood better than anyone else. The position her master looked at was more attractive than the Quorong Mansion. Chen Belle's study and the new "auntie" who went out calmly beside Huilan.
Qiao'er is heartbroken for the suffering of her master, but she can do so little for her.
Taking a thick cloak, Qiao'er gently placed it on Rong Huilan’s shoulders, and said in a low voice:
Fujin, it’s windy at night, so if you don’t go to bed to rest, at least you should wear more, otherwise If you are sad and cold, wouldn't it be that Belle feels distressed?"
Rong Huilan's hand that was touching the cloak stiffened, and at the same time a mocking sneer immediately climbed to the corner of her lips: "Distressed? Heh, where does he remember me now."
Listening to Rong Huilan's words, Qiao'er felt a bit more resentful of the original sisters, but she also understood that there were some things that women could not do.
Just as Qiao'er wanted to appease Rong Huilan with another sentence, Rong Huilan immediately turned her head, as if she didn't want to show her fragile side at all: "Is there any news from the mountain?"
Qiao'er paused, then slowly shook his head: "Not yet, but looking at Shi Chen, they have already succeeded."
A cool breeze blew in from the window, Rong Huilan couldn't help but tremble slightly, stretched out her hand to tighten the cloak, and then said, "Best..."
After that, Qiao'er didn't hear it because Rong Huilan's voice was too low.
When I was about to persuade Rong Huilan to say a few words and let her sit back on the bed to rest, the door of the room they were in was knocked gently.
Qiao'er and Rong Huilan's eyes immediately looked towards the door, and Rong Huilan's eyes glowed with scorching light at this moment.
Without Rong Huilan's explanation, Qiao'er had already walked quickly towards the door, then opened a crack in the door, and saw that the person outside was a concierge in Jinchen Belle Mansion.
Rong Huilan was still sitting next to the bed. From her position, she could only see Qiao'er and the people outside whispering something. After that, Qiao'er turned her head back, but a smile finally appeared on her face.
At this time, Rong Huilan also guessed something without Qiaoer.
Sure enough, the next moment, when Qiao'er returned to Rong Huilan, Tong Rong Huilan said with joy: "Fujin, people from outside came to pass, and saw the people of Rong Bo Mansion riding towards the government in the middle of the night. I heard the spy who ran there specially said that there seemed to be water in Rong Bo's mansion!"
"Leave the water?!" Rong Huilan's eyes flashed, but the smile on the corners of her lips deepened, her eyes were crazy: "This group of bandit leaders, doing things really takes my heart. "
I was filled with Qiao'er who only allowed Rong Huilan to rest earlier, and did not find that Rong Huilan was wrong, and immediately began to persuade Rong Huilan to go to bed and rest. News of funeral.
Rong Huilan did not resist again this time, and let Qiao'er serve her to rest.
However, in this same mansion, in another courtyard, Jinchen Belle, who was dressed in single clothes, couldn't laugh at all listening to the reports of the people below.
"Master, Ying Yi and they suddenly lost their news!"