Fei Shao's miraculous doctor and little wife

Weiliang's slender fingers brushed over, and a cold voice sounded: "See the way clearly, don't throw this young master, you know."

Mu Anqing just felt very speechless, a big man, why is he so hypocritical.

Although he was very upset, he didn't dare to refute. He just tightened his hands behind Pei Mocheng's back.

Not long after the two entered the village, the whistling sound of an engine came from the sky.

As soon as the helicopter landed, a group of people ran over quickly, pleading guilty respectfully: "Your subordinate is late, please punish me, young master."

A group of elders stared at the ground, as if they wanted to see a flower from the ground, no one dared to look around, after all, the young master is being carried on his back now!
I never thought that one day the young master would be carried back by someone!
Pei Mosheng struggled twice to get off Mu Anqing's back, as if he wasn't the one who was weak just now, the aura instantly opened up, oppressing the sweaty subordinates in front of him: "Next time if you do this again, you don't need to use it."

Everyone had already expected that Pei Mosheng would lose his temper, so it's good that he didn't punish him too much now, and they were the ones who neglected their duties first, so it would be terrible if something happened to Pei Mosheng.

Therefore, the subordinates breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly helped Pei Mosheng onto the helicopter. The closer to the capital, the higher the temperature. Pei Mosheng's originally snow-white face finally became a layer of blood. This rare blood made him look more mature. Such a hint of softness, but in Mu Anqing's eyes she was still pale.

In the distance, Pei's house was already covered in white flowers, and the sound of mourning and music kept echoing, and one could tell at a glance that a funeral was going on.

Pei Mosheng thought to himself: "Are you really so impatient?"

Mu Anqing looked at Pei Mosheng, and finally her flushed face was expressionless, without that pretentiousness and arrogance, only coldness remained, which Mu Anqing had never seen on his face.Although her face was dark, Mu Anqing seemed to feel his distress a little bit.

After all, she was also thrown into the snow mountain by her own father.

The men couldn't make up their minds for a moment: "Master..."

"Stop."

"Yes!"

The Pei family knelt in front of the coffin and wept into tears. The crying and shouting continued. The door of the lobby was pushed open, and the butler rushed in and shouted loudly: "Old lady! The young master is back!"

what? !

For a while, everyone in the lobby had different thoughts.

The old lady Pei stood up abruptly, and quickly walked out the door with a cane, her face full of joy.

There were screams outside one after another. Is this dead or a fake corpse?

Pei Mosheng ignored the enthusiastic gazes of those people. Although he was dressed in a mess, the aura of an oppressor had already calmed down the entire audience. With a calm face, he walked towards the old lady Pei with a pair of long legs.

The old lady Pei hugged Pei Mosheng in her arms, and wept with joy: "Mo Sheng, it's really you who are back, my good grandson."

The people in the room saw that figure gritted a good tooth, didn't it crash and avalanche, why is he still alive? !
Among the crowd, Mrs. Pei Er was the quickest to react. Wiping her tears, she walked quickly to Pei Mocheng, stretched out her hand and wanted to hug him, but Pei Mocheng pushed him away: "Get out of here."

Mrs. Pei stood in place and walked, neither staying nor staying, and greeted Pei Mosheng with an embarrassed face: "Come on, come on, Mo Sheng, it's great that you can come back, you must have suffered a lot outside, you must rest well when you come back Rest and come in."

At the same time, among the onlookers outside, two eyes were fixed on the girl behind Pei Mocheng, with ugly expressions on their faces.

"Mom, I'm not mistaken, isn't this Chu Anqing!"

Damn Chu Anqing!Hadn't she been thrown into the wolf's lair in the snow mountain a long time ago, and there were no bones left after being eaten?How can it still appear here? !

Chu Mingzhu stared at Mu Anqing's more delicate and beautiful face than when she was a child, and went mad with jealousy. How could such a lowly person have such a good appearance!Even simple animal skins can't hide her light.

Mrs. Chu didn't expect that the person who should have died would appear again.

The arrival of Butler Pei interrupted their thoughts: "Madam Chu, our old lady has an invitation."

Pei's hall.

The Pei family stared at their tablets on the table, with a mocking smile on their lips: "I'm not dead yet, my second aunt, uncle and stepmother have already prepared everything for me, did I interrupt you when I came back this time?" Good intentions, huh?"

Second Mrs. Pei, Pei Mosheng's second aunt, Pei Jingwen, was the first to stand up: "Mo Sheng, don't be so angry, how could everyone want you to have an accident? During your absence, my aunt can't sleep all night to help you pray. This time What happened is that we did something wrong, I am really worried about you, and I don't want some people to jump up and down as soon as they know the news of your accident."

Pei Jingwen washed herself off easily, and threw the pot on the other two by the way.

Pei Mosheng's stepmother, He Qinglian, was caught by the connotation, and stood up abruptly to argue: "Second sister, how can you say that, Mo Sheng is my son after all, how could I have such thoughts, I am the wife in charge of the Pei family, and the old lady is old When I grow up, is it easy for me to bear the grief and deal with these things, and I am still treated like this by you." As she spoke, she stood aside and began to cry, Pei Jingwen resisted evil and stepped forward to help He Qinglian, but was slapped backhand by the other party .

Silence.

Pei Jingwen was also irritated, covering her face and yelling at He Qinglian: "What do you think you are? A mistress is still showing the face of Mrs. Pei's family! Don't think that once you enter the door of Pei's house, you will lose your lowly status!"

Mrs. Pei slammed the floor with her cane, and said sharply, "Shut up what it looks like!"

Pei Jingwen glanced at He Qinglian resentfully and stopped talking.

"Hurry up and tidy up these things on the ground, bad luck!" After finishing speaking, the old lady Pei turned to the mother and daughter of the Chu family.

Seeing Chu Mingzhu shivering a little, old lady Pei frowned. According to what the doctor said, Mo Sheng has less than a year left. Even if she doesn't have a good grandson, she must not let the Pei family fall into other people's hands. He could only let Mo Sheng leave his blood as soon as possible.

"Chu Mingzhu, you and Mo Sheng are also childhood sweethearts, and you saved Mo Sheng before, so it's reasonable for you to have the wedding as soon as possible."

Chu Mingzhu was taken aback, and immediately looked at her mother as if asking for help.

She doesn't want to marry a sick ghost!

The scene suddenly became chaotic. It turned out that Pei Mosheng suddenly fell into a coma. Everyone was in a hurry. Mu Anqing hid in the corner and looked at the pale Pei Mosheng, frowning.

Old Madam Pei acted resolutely, moved her crutches, and said directly: "Clean up the funeral scene, come here, take Chu Mingzhu down to clean up, and get married to them tonight! Give my dear Sun Chongxi!"