After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

A violent cough suddenly brought Baili Qingyang back to reality from his memories.

All the porridge and vegetables that the servants fed Gong Liangliao were coughed up, and the whole bed instantly became a mess.

The chamberlain hurriedly stopped the prince who wanted to get closer, and went forward to check alone. He found that Gong Liangliao had coughed up blood, and immediately shouted outside:

"Go and ask the doctor to come over quickly! Sir, he's coughing up blood!"

Before he had even taken two bites of the meal, Gong Liangliao fainted from a fit of coughing. He looked like he could die at any moment, which startled the prince. He secretly regretted that he had agreed to the Imperial Master's proposal to take his husband back.

Qin Yao, who was squatting in the corner of the Moon Gate, only heard a heartbreaking cough, and then saw Lu Liang rushing out of the courtyard. He rushed out of the Puyuan in a few strides, whipping up a gust of wind.

Soon, the imperial doctor was brought over by Lu Liang. There was a rush in the room, and there were several quick and heavy gasps, as if he was going to die from suffocation if he couldn't take a breath at any time.

Qin Yao's heart was lifted up when she heard this, thinking that she would be so unlucky that she would never see the old man again.

Fortunately, the tense atmosphere in the room slowly calmed down as his breathing gradually eased.

Gong Liangliao wandered around the gate of hell and came back again.

The main culprit that caused his death was a tiny green bean in that bowl of green bean stew with tofu.

The beans somehow got into the trachea, triggering a violent cough, which led to a chain reaction.

The prince, who seemed to have a good temper, started a fire in the house, and the two servants responsible for serving Gong Liangliao's meal were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and dared not speak out.

But good luck did not come to these two servants.

Qin Yao, who was hiding in the Moon Gate, suddenly noticed a strong aura. Looking back, she saw a tall man in a black robe walking towards Puyuan with a sullen face.

He looked to be less than thirty years old, with a gloomy body and disheveled hair. A pair of thick, upturned natural eyeliner flashed in front of Qin Yao's eyes, as well as a bloodless lip, and the whole person exuded a strange aura.

All in all, his mental state is not normal at first glance.

When Lu Liang saw this person, he respected him even more than when he saw his master, His Royal Highness. He immediately clasped his fists and saluted, "Master Imperial Master!"

Sikong Jian didn't even give him a look, and strode straight into the room. First he quickly glanced at Gong Liangliao, whose breathing had calmed down on the bed, and then dropped his gaze to the two servants kneeling on the ground.

He glanced over at them, and the color on their faces instantly disappeared. They leaned even lower, their faces almost touching the floor, and they were frightened.

"No blood will be seen while praying for the country. You two are lucky. Go to Sun Jiang to receive the punishment yourself." Sikong Jian said to the two of them coldly.

Neither happy nor angry, but it frightened the two people on the ground so much that they kowtowed and asked to go around.

Sikong Jian waved his hand, and soon the guards rushed in and dragged the two of them away, covering their mouths with a swift movement, as if they had done it a thousand times.

In this way, Sikong Jian seemed to realize that there was still a prince in the room. He lifted up his robe and knelt down on one knee.

"I have been busy praying for important things recently. I neglected the management of the servants in the palace and almost harmed my husband. I violated His Highness's instructions to take good care of my husband. Fortunately, the imperial doctor treated me in time, but my husband was still frightened. This is all because of my fault." Yes, please punish me, Your Highness!”

When Sikong saw that the prince had finished speaking and the prince had not said anything, Gong Liangliao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly burst into laughter and laughed sarcastically.

Sikong Jian's eyelids twitched twice, and he ignored the unknown laughter and continued to kneel down.

The prince finally came to his senses and saw Sikong Jian's lips were pale and his eyes were blue. He didn't know that he had been praying for the country for several days without rest. He sighed softly and helped him up personally.

"The national master worked hard day and night to pray for the prosperity of the country. Thank you for your hard work."

"Sir, it's my fault for this matter. You shouldn't have let the cook make this green bean-painted tofu. It's my fault. The Imperial Master doesn't have to admit his mistake on my behalf."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but the waiter was very discerning and hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Your Highness, you haven't approved the official letter left by His Majesty. He came out early in the morning and has been delayed for a long time. If you don't return to the palace, Your Majesty should be worried if he can't find you."

Sikong Jian smiled considerately, "Although praying for blessings is important, sir's health is also very important. From today on, all daily meals and meals here will be overseen by me personally. Your Highness can rest assured that what happened today will never happen again." ”

"His Royal Highness is the future crown prince, so he should put state affairs first. Official duties are important and must not be delayed any longer."

The prince secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the bed. Gong Liangliao smiled weakly, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

"Then I will go back first and come to visit you sir another day when I have free time." After the prince gave instructions in a gentle voice, he nodded to Sikong Jian and left with Lu Liang and others.

Sikong Jian sent the prince out two doors and then came back.

Two new servants were already cleaning up Gong Liangxiao's dirty bedding and clothes. Sun Jiang, the confidant, brought the gentleman's medicine and placed it on the bedside table. He then asked the two servants to leave together and closed the room. Door.

Qin Yao, who was squatting outside the moon gate, could not see anything now.

But the internal martial arts masters and Lu Liang who had been guarding Puyuan just now had left, and only Sun Jiang was guarding outside the house.

This Sun Jiang breathes softly and makes no sound when walking. He should be a first-rate master.

But when it comes to Qin Yao, a hundred first-rate masters are useless.

Qin Yao dodged the patrolling guards of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion and jumped directly onto the roof from the side where Sun Jiang was not paying attention.

The noon sun shone down, and Qin Yao's shadow fell on the tiles, perfectly coinciding with hers. This is inconvenient during the day. You can't lift the tiles to peek inside the house.

But it's so close, right on the roof, that you can hear everything going on in the house clearly.

Sikong Jian picked up the bowl of steaming bitter medicine, as if he were in his own room, sat comfortably on the bedside, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew it to cool down, and put it towards Gong Liangxiao's mouth, "Teacher, you should take the medicine." ”

After just a few twists and turns, Gong Liangxiao had no strength left, so he could only close his mouth tightly and close his eyes to show resistance.

Sikong Jian pushed the spoon into the old man's dry and blue mouth without moving the clenched teeth. He laughed angrily,

"Teacher, you know me. If you don't open your mouth, I will pour the medicine on you."

Gong Liangxiao didn't react at all, and didn't even frown at all. He looked like he was going to drink it if he wanted to, because I don't want to drink medicine anyway.

Sikong Jian took a deep breath and poked the spoon in again. He didn't pry open the mouth, but the concoction spread all over Gong Liangxiao's clothes.

The white middle coat that the servant had just changed into was stained with a large area of ​​brown, which stuck to the old man's thin chest, and the ribs were visible.

Qin Yao couldn't see it. If she saw it, she would be shocked.

In just three months, an old man who was full of energy and slightly put on weight had to go through so many inhuman tortures that he became skinny and boneless.