Mrs. Ma was also in a state of confusion at this time.

It was originally all her calculations.

Now my brother and sister have obviously not had much time to live. As soon as the news of Xiaobao’s accident came out at this time, she would definitely not be able to get up in one breath and would be able to see the King of Hell directly.

Unexpectedly, Xiaobao not only did not die, but was seen by his uncle. This is really troublesome.

Mrs. Ma wanted to discuss it with someone, but the incompetent person at home went out early in the morning, and I don’t know where to roll in a gentle village.

When the old lady learned that something had happened to her grandson, she was checking the accounts before, and she felt that she didn't mention it in one breath and almost fainted.

"Old lady, are you okay?"

The old lady never let herself down. She had two capable maids around her serving her, and she had become much richer this time.

"Nothing is wrong, go and invite the second master over and say I've fainted."

"Yes, old lady."

Unfortunately, these two maids failed to walk out of the yard.

Because the old lady lived in the place where she lived, she had been surrounded by someone from the Minister Ma, and no one was allowed to enter and exit at will, including the old lady.

It was not until this time that the old lady realized that there were only her and two maids in the yard. You must know that there were many big maids in her yard, second-class maids, and a rough maid who was responsible for cleaning, but there were more than a dozen people.

Now, there are only two?

What does this mean?

Could it be...

The old lady dared not think about it any more.

I wanted to go out, but I was also told that I could not leave.

No matter how the old lady cried and sang, the hospital guard was unmoved.

In this mansion, only Ma Shilang is their master.

Feng Wuyao did not interfere with Mr. Ma to deal with family affairs.

After all, not everything can be interfered with.

At this time, Mr. Ma was cold and staring at the servants who thought they were not servants of the Ma Mansion, wishing they could kill them all!

His servant trotted all the way, "Master, the young master has woken up, and he has confirmed that everything is as usual."

In other words, the young master cannot die, and he is not stupid either.

In this way, the strings that were tense in the heart of Mr. Ma finally relaxed.

"Come on, I will beat all these things that are ripped in and out to the top twenty boards! Then I will sell them directly."

"Yes, Master."

Almost thirty servants began to cry, "Master, please spare me! I really don't know what I did wrong?"

"Master, please spare my life. The young man is serving the old lady. Master, you can't ignore the old lady's face!"

"roll!"

Mr. Ma yelled out a word and then ordered someone to start calling directly.

While fighting here, Minister Ma ordered others to watch here, and no one was allowed to move.

He went back to see his precious son eagerly.

Ma Xiaobao did not hurt his brain. He woke up now and was talking to Feng Wuyao.

"I remember you, you saved my mother last time."

"Well, you are very smart and well-behaved. Your mother's illness is almost cured, and you can go and play with your mother soon."

"Thank you."

Feng Wuyao smiled and raised his hand to touch his wound. The spiritual power slowly flowed out, which ensured that he would not leave any scars in the future.

"Xiaobao, how about it? Is your head still hurting? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Chapter completed!