Rebirth Of A Noble Daughter: The Marquis Manor’s Abandoned Wife

"We met this injured lady, you should send her to the hospital soon."

Shen Qingrong said hurriedly, this is life-saving, but it cannot be delayed.

Shen Wenhao hugged his younger sister carefully. Turning around, when he saw the injured woman sitting there, he was so scared that he didn’t throw Shen Qingci. Fortunately, he was an older brother who loved his younger sister. Out of instinct, and he instinctively hugged his sister, otherwise, his long Yuxue cute sister would smash this cute little face.

"Princess Jun!"

Shen Wenhao exclaimed, as if a blast of thunder had struck down from the sky, and on the spot, Shen Qing's tolerance was blown out of recognition.

She actually saved Princess Jun? Who is Princess Jun? She is the only niece of the Queen Mother and the princess of the dynasty, and King Jun has the merits of being a dragon and is highly regarded today, and King Jun’s Mansion is the top wealthy family in Beijing. .

In terms of identity in Beijing, it belongs to Princess Jun, who has the highest power in Shuo Palace. Prince Shuo is the emperor and was also raised by the Queen Mother. Therefore, these two families are linked together, and most people cannot afford to offend them.

Of course, these two families are absolutely superior to other families in Beijing, not only because they are royal relatives themselves, but also because of the power they hold.

This time, Shen Qingrong really saved the right person. Of course now, she still doesn’t know what her rescue will bring to herself. She actually didn’t think much about it. In fact, whether it was Princess Jun, It is the noble lady in Beijing, all the same, because she is just a little effort.

Shen Wenhao first asked the **** to send the two younger sisters back, and he personally sent Princess Jun back. The Princess Jun was gone, and Yu Zhu Xu was about to cry to death.

And he is really guessing right now, not only Yuzhu Xu crying, and the girl kneeling on the ground, as well as the guards, a large area of ​​black, the whole body of Lord Jun is almost covered at this time. To break the violence of people.

"If the princess loses a hair, this king will chop you to pieces!"

He slapped the table vigorously. As soon as the jam was over, the table was broken into dregs in an instant. It also made the kneeling people tremble with fright, some were timid, some were worse. I was so frightened that my body was shaking like a wind.

"What are you doing here?" Lord Jun wanted to shoot the table again, but with this shot, he found that there was no table to shoot him, and he narrowed his eyes as he stared at the guard on one side.

The guard immediately felt that his chrysanthemum was tight, and his skin began to tingle. No way, the prince might have been attracted to his head, but his head was very soft, really soft. It's soft like tofu, it's really unsatisfactory, and it was broken in this shot.

"Father, haven't you found your mother yet?" Yu Wenxu walked in now, his steps were a little messy, and of course his breath was also extremely chaotic.

And his sudden appearance also caused the cold sweat on his guard's forehead to drop a big one. He knew that his life was saved and his head was also saved. The prince finally didn't need to treat his head as The table patted.

"Not yet," Lord Jun is now worrying about his beloved wife. Although they have been married for 20 years, their relationship has remained consistent, and their affection is even better. Now the wife hasn’t seen anyone for a day, and I don’t know. Where did she go, she went to the girl-in-law and the like, none of them came back, and what happened to the person is really worrying.

And he also heard that there was a carriage on the side of Xiangjue Temple that, for some reason, fell off the cliff. The people in the carriage with the coachman, and the horse, all fell into the abyss, even if I found it, but I am afraid that there is no bones left.