Chapter 883: Hope for you

Zhang Taixu said: "She counts the medicine on your side to eat almost the same, then I have refining these things late at night, and I am afraid that you will not eat because of the medicine that she has made, delay the condition, then I will transfer it to me. In the name, where is the white girl, where is the world going to look for? Why should she bear your innocent accusations?"
Zhang Tai doctor has always been gentle and courteous. If it is not anxious, he will never speak like this. The other party is still a sick lady.
Meng Nan was full of eyes, and his heart seemed to be painful like a needle. It was because of him that the mother moved the anger to the white body.
Bai Hao did nothing wrong.
"Zhang Tai doctor, thank you very much." Meng Nan thanked him with a sigh of relief.
Zhang Taiyi sighed, didn't say anything more, turned and left.
Mrs. Meng looked at her son: "What he said is true?"
Meng Nan nodded: "The sentence is true!"
"She, she is really the granddaughter of the Eastern Mu, the Missy of Changyuan Houfu?"
Meng Nandao: "She is the granddaughter of Oriental Mu, but she is not the big lady of Changyuan Houfu. Chang Yuanhou and her mother are already separated. She lives with her mother in the Oriental Garden."
Mrs. Meng has never been able to return to her heart from the shock. She always thought that she wanted to climb up their Meng family, so she came to Kyoto in a thousand miles, trying to seduce her son and climb the seat of Mrs. Meng Jiashao.
Just Zhang Tai’s words, it’s like a slap in the face, hitting her face, hurting her face, burning pain,
It’s not that people want to climb her son, but her son wants to climb the family, but he can’t enter.
Meng Nan’s mother arched her hand:
Mother, my son asks you, no matter where you meet the day, please be nice to her. She has not only saved your life, but also saved my life. She is not only the girl I like in my heart. It is also a benefactor of our Meng family."
Mrs. Meng stared at her son and watched him make a big gift to her. He turned his head and looked at his lonely back.
Her son, her graceful, graceful son, when did it become like this?

After three days of injection, Princess Qianfang’s legs are no longer painful and can move freely, but they are unable to support the body.
"White girl, my leg, when can I recover?" Princess Qianfang asked the white pheasant who was taking the needle.
Bai Yan looked at her and smiled slightly: "Don’t worry, your legs are slowly recovering and you will be cured soon."
Qianfang nodded, looking at the white face, and opened his mouth a few times.
"Do you have something to say?" Bai Hao took the needle and sat next to her.
Qian Fang bites her lip and her face is tangled. She shouldn’t know what to say. After all, she and the white girl have not met for a long time.
There are only two of them in the house, and Jiner went out to fetch water and has not returned yet.
When she saw her, she kept silent and she stopped asking. If she wanted to say it, she would naturally say it.
Just as Bai Hao packed up things and prepared to turn around, Qian Fang grabbed his hand: "White girl, I, I have something to say to you."
Bai Hao sat down beside her and asked: "The princess has something to say."
Qian Fang looked at the closed door, and there was no sound coming in from outside. She just sighed at the end: "I have something to ask the white girl to help, and I hope that the white girl will not deny it."
Bai Yan raised an eyebrow: "That depends on what the princess said, can I help?"
Qian Fang closed her eyes and looked at her face. She grabbed the white arm and hurriedly said, "You must help me. I can only hope for you now."