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Chapter 790: Willful, unruly, unreasonable!

Madam Meng was even angrier when she saw her son like this. She pointed to his back and said: “Look, I just said something, and he gave me that look. If that woman enters the door of our Meng Family, will there be still a place for me here?”

Meng Yuande frowned and felt unhappy. What his wife said was not right, but his son’s attitude was also wrong.

“Well, you also try to say a few words. You know your son’s temperament, so why do you still say such things in front of him? Can you blame him?”

Madam Meng clutched her chest and gasped: “What? I don’t even have the right to speak in this house? Every time I talk about that woman, you two, father and son don’t give me a good face. Can I not be angry?”

Meng Yuande said, “You are simply as willful, unruly, unreasonable as when you were young!” Meng Yuande’s original good mood disappeared in an instant. He waved his sleeve and left, then went to his concubine’s courtyard.

Madam Meng’s body trembled in anger. She wanted to faint, but she didn’t faint. When her eyes just caught a glimpse of the porcelain bottle in the maidservant’s hand, an evil thought pop out on her head. She grabbed it and threw it hard towards the stone path under her foot.

With a ‘pa’, the porcelain bottle shattered. The pills scattered all over the ground. Most of them fell in between the stones. Some of them were left on the broken porcelain tiles.

The maidservant hurried to pick it up, but Madam Meng pushed the maidservant away and stepped on the remaining pills. When she stopped, a piercing pain came from the sole of her foot. She almost couldn’t stand firm. The other maidservant helped her and another one quickly checked her foot. After looking carefully, she found that a piece of porcelain had penetrated the sole of her foot.

The two maidservants hurriedly carried their lady into the room and called the doctor.

When the doctor pulled out the porcelain that had stuck on the soles of Madam Meng’s feet, her feet started to bleed a lot. The doctor immediately used his best hemostatic medicine and then wrapped her feet until it turned like a rice dumpling.

When the doctor left, the maidservant was so worried that she said: “Madam, the medicine has been destroyed. What should we do now?”

Madam Meng coldly snorted: “I don’t believe that I can’t live without this medicine. I want to let those two, father and son, see clearly that her medicine is simply a bitter mud pill, which is not effective at all.”

The maidservant looked uneasy: “But what should I do when the young master asks?”

Madam Meng said: “Just say I took it, don’t say anything else.”

The two maidservants looked at each other. Their complexions were not that good. When their lady was sick, they stayed beside her. They saw her get sick day by day. At that time, Imperial Doctor Zhang said that their lady’s illness has no cure and could only wait for her to die. They believed that their lady’s appearance was not different from someone who was about to die.

But after Miss Bai came and their lady took Miss Bai’s medicine, she woke up not long ago. And these days, under Miss Bai’s treatment method, their lady got better and better. They all have seen it with their own eyes.

Madam Meng felt a little hungry. Since Meng Nan was not beside her, she immediately said: “Go to the kitchen and see if there are sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. If there is, you can get me some, if not, you can get some other snacks.”

The two maidservants shook their heads immediately: “Madam, the young master has ordered that you must never eat sweets.”

Madam Meng frowned and said with displeasure: “Are you going to listen to him or me? I told you to go, so why are you still talking nonsense here?”

The maidservant had no choice but to go. It was a coincidence that there were really sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the kitchen today, so they put a few pieces on the plate.
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