In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 791 - 790 His Leg is Broken!_1

Chapter 791: Chapter 790 His Leg is Broken!_1

After a while, the face of Mrs. Hwa, the wife of State Duke Hua, slightly cleared up, and she lightly patted Su Pan’er’s hand for a while.

"I appreciate your efforts, good children! Good children..."

She sighed, and there was obvious affection in her dim old eyes. "This is due to Fei’er’s lack of thought. Oh right, where is the young princess right now? I came today to attend the young princess’s first birthday feast, but I have not seen the young princess yet."

Su Pan’er quickly wiped away her tears, "It’s cold outside, so I’ve arranged for the child to be in the Little Warm Pavilion. You’ll be able to see her when you go over there."

"Lord Marquis is also there, celebrating our daughter’s birthday." After thinking for a while, Su Pan’er added another sentence.

"That’s good."

Mrs. Hwa, wife of State Duke Hua, was clearly in a hurry, and her pace was noticeably faster.

Su Pan’er understood her underlying anxiety, and silently followed her into the Little Warm Pavilion.

The Little Warm Pavilion has obviously been rearranged.

Qin Yi was sleeping under a silkworm silk quilt, lying in bed with his eyes slightly closed. Su Huarong and Lui Muyi stood aside, while Nanny Zhou was holding Little Yanyan on the side.

When they saw Su Pan’er assisting an old lady into the room, they quickly greeted her respectfully.

"Good, good! The young princess’ head is growing bigger and she looks both festive and beautiful, bearing a striking resemblance to the Lord Marquis’ handsome face!"

Upon seeing Little Yanyan, Mrs. Hwa, wife of State Duke Hua, couldn’t help but heap praise upon praise, taking a longevity locket inlaid with multicolored gems from her arms and hanging it around Little Yanyan’s neck. "May the longevity locket protect you from diseases and evil spirits, and may you grow up safe and sound. ..."

"Thank you for your gifts, Grandmother."

Su Pan’er thanked her on behalf of Little Yanyan.

"Thank you, Grandmother, for your great love for my daughter! Grandmother..."

Lying on the platform, Qin Yi struggled to sit up. After several attempts, he failed to leave the couch.

He could only greet Mrs. Hwa from the couch with his hand, "I’m wounded and unable to get up. Please forgive my rudeness, Grandmother!"

"Don’t move, don’t move! Your injuries have not healed yet."

Mrs. Hwa quickly came over and personally helped Qin Yi lay down, while secretly inspecting his injuries.

Seeing that Qin Yi’s face was pale, his lips were cracked, and he looked listless, she sighed deeply.

She earnestly said: "You are the pillar of the state. You must recuperate properly and return to court soon. His Majesty is currently staying in our Duke’s Mansion, he still needs your help in managing state affairs! Right?"

With that, she again lightly patted his shoulder.

Qin Feimo was staying at the Duke’s Mansion?

He was really good at hiding, no wonder many people couldn’t find him despite searching all over Chang’an.

Qin Yi quickly withdrew his hand, his face harboring some kind of vague emotion, "Thank you, Grandmother, for letting me know. It’s just..."

He glanced up at Mrs. Hwa, then lowered his head, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating.

"What is it? Are you still blaming His Majesty for being too harsh at that time?"

Mrs. Hwa’s words carried a hint of warning, "You are all ministers and subjects, there shouldn’t be any grudges. The Empress Dowager has passed away, but the ancestral hall of Jing Xin Zhai is still filled with incense. Even if His Majesty was heavy-handed at that time, he was doing it for your own good, for the sake of the overall situation..."

Was she using the Empress Dowager to warn the two of them?

"No, it’s not."

Su Pan’er suddenly burst into tears at the side, "It’s the Lord Marquis, the Lord Marquis, he... he... sob sob sob..."

"What happened to the Lord Marquis?"

Mrs. Hwa scanned Qin Yi up and down. Although his hands and feet were bandaged, he seemed to be fine now, right?

Could it be, there was some discord between this couple?

A hint of killing intent flashed in the eyes of Mrs. Hwa, wife of State Duke Hua.

Although Su Pan’er cried heartbrokenly, she still noticed the ferocious look in her eyes.

"Sigh! This matter can’t be kept secret, Pan’er, you should inform the old matriarch!"

Qin Yi’s eyes were bloodshot, and he abruptly turned away, not wanting Mrs. Hwa, the wife of State Duke, to see his face.

"The Lord Marquis..."

Su Pan’er, like a fish on the verge of death, used all her strength to cry out!

The Marquis... his legs are crippled!"

Crippled?

Mrs. Hwa, the wife of State Duke, had never expected such an outcome!

She glanced at Qin Yi’s legs and stuttered, "But right now, he... this..."

"You don’t understand, old matriarch."

Su Pan’er pinched her nose, "The Marquis’s leg bone is fine, it’s just that his thigh’s tendon was just coincidentally cut by a sharp blade when he fell into a trap. Even if it is reconnected, reconnected..."

"Even if it’s reconnected, then what?"

State Duke Hwa’s heart sank to the bottom.

"Even if it is reconnected and doesn’t seem to pose a visible problem, he would still need a cane for daily walking. How could he ever return to the battlefield?"

Qin Yi, looking grief-stricken, said and slowly closed his eyes.

Su Pan’er let out a cry, buried her face in Mrs. Zhang’s arms and cried uncontrollably.

Once she started crying, Little Yanyan, who was next to her, couldn’t help but cry as well, her wailing echoing through the house.

Mrs. Zhang almost had her breath taken away by Su Pan’er, but she had to straighten her chest to carry Su Pan’er’s weight.

State Duke Hwa’s wife left with her face as dark as charcoal!

She forgot to even take a sip of water!

Mrs. Zhang followed suit. Turning back to look at Su Pan’er, she seemed to want to speak several times but ended up saying nothing. She got into the carriage and hurried away from the Marquis Zhenguo’s Residence.

When the carriage went far, Su Pan’er ordered to close the gate again and turned to walk towards the house.

Her face was as cold as ice!

There was no trace of the previous pitifulness.

Su Xian’er hurriedly paced up to her, a scornful smile at the corner of her mouth, "After such a long time without seeing each other, you have certainly improved at tailoring your words towards whom you are speaking!"

Su Pan’er abruptly stopped and turned to look at her.

She scanned Su Xian’er from head to toe, a faint smile on her lips, "You’re dissatisfied with me?"

Only after years of hardening within officialdom was she now so composed, else she would have had Su Xian’er thrown out just as she would have in the past!

"Me? ...how could I be?"

Su Xian’er clenched her teeth, intending not to admit it.

"I just happen to speak my mind. Moreover, what I said is the truth. I didn’t mention it to anyone else, it was only amongst us sisters."

"Fortunately, you were only talking. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind staining my sharp little knife with human blood. I suppose your tongue wouldn’t be as flexible after it’s cut off and reattached, it would silence some people!"

HAVING said that, she turned and walked away.

"Wait! I said, wait."

Su Xian’er took a few steps forward, trying to pull Su Pan’er, but was shaken off by her.

"It appears your courage has grown quite a bit!"

The previous Su Xian’er didn’t have the guts to confront her, but now, she dared to do it. People do grow up.

Remembering that today was Little Yanyan’s first birthday, Su Pan’er didn’t want to spill any blood today. She suppressed her anger and quickly walked towards the Little Warm Pavilion.