Chapter 6 — Mother-in-law taught me to be generous, I gave her eighteen beautiful cards

The Duke immediately brought people with him. Aggressively rushed straight to her mother-in-law's hospital. At this time, her mother-in-law was still holding that white jade vase. Dreaming about all kinds of things in my heart. The large door was suddenly kicked open. The Duke just walked in. Her eyes were immediately fixed on the vase in her hand. His eyes almost bulged out.

“Poison woman!”

“As expected, you are a selfish person who only thinks about herself!”

“There will soon be no more food in the house.”

“And yet you still hide such a good treasure.”

“Refuse to take it out and expropriate it!”

“Do you still dare to sneak behind my back and sell my concubines?”

The mother-in-law held the white jade vase tightly in her arms. Determined not to let go.

“This is my dowry!”

“Let's handle it however we want!”

“It was those eighteen bastards who messed up this house!”

The Duke didn't even bother to listen to her explanation. He immediately ordered his subordinates to come forward and take it. During the fight. Suddenly there was a crisp sound. That priceless white jade vase with goat's fat. Falling hard to the ground. In an instant, it broke into countless small pieces. The mother-in-law looked at the pile of broken jade pieces all over the ground. Immediately there was a heart-wrenching scream.

“My jade bottle!”

Cong Cong looked at the pile of broken jade on the ground. It was so heartbreaking that I could barely breathe. If you sell this pile of jade. You can exchange so much delicious wine. Can exchange so much makeup and jewelry for beauties. The more he thought, the angrier he became. Finally, he directly gave his mother-in-law a resounding slap.

“You ruining woman!”

“Not just cruel jealousy.”

“But still a waste of heaven!”

“If you dare to touch a hair of these eighteen concubines again in the future.”

“Tomorrow, the old man will write a retirement letter.”

“Let Hong Ngoc be the peace!”

Mother-in-law hugged her red, swollen cheek. Looking blankly at the public servant. Even in her dreams, she couldn't have imagined it. Have a day. The words "peaceful" fell on my head again. Her eyes were dark. Immediately afterwards, he was so angry that he was foaming at the mouth. The whole person fell limp to the ground. This time the mother-in-law really fell down. The doctor just finished checking his pulse and sighed softly. He changed from left hand to right hand, then changed from right hand to left hand. The more you feel your pulse, the more serious your face becomes. After a while, he withdrew his hand.

“The old lady has been accumulating anger for many days in a row.”

“Too much stimulation again.”

“If the anger of the heart is angry, the energy and blood will go against it.”

“This is a stroke.”

The room immediately became quiet. The doctor looked at the person lying on the bed and slowly continued:

"If you're lucky, you'll be able to reluctantly get out of bed and walk around in the future."

“And if not…”

He shook his head.

"I'm afraid I'll have to lie in bed for the rest of my life."

“The most important thing is to calm down.”

“Absolutely no more excitement.”

Having finished speaking, he packed up his medicine box and left. But everyone understands. There are diseases that can be cured. There are diseases that cannot be cured. But there are diseases that can be cured physically. Can't cure people's hearts. From that day on. The mother-in-law is no longer the noble and noble old lady of the Marquis Palace. No longer sitting on the monk's chair. No more hands holding the rosary. No longer opening one's mouth is virtuous, keeping one's mouth closed is family style. She lies on the bed. Half People almost no longer listen to orders. Mouth twisted to one side. If you want to say it, you can't say it clearly. Even sitting up to drink a sip of water requires someone to help. What he liked most was teaching others. In the end, I couldn't even say a complete sentence. But now. The Marquis Palace is no longer the Marquis Palace of the past. Money is running out. The books are empty. The lower ranks were cut down one by one. Even a dentist who specializes in attending to patients can't afford to hire one. The old Marquis decided to entrust all the care of the old lady to his eighteen beautiful concubines. I heard that when making that decision. He also exclaimed:

“We're all family, we can take turns taking care of each other.”

But those people were originally welcomed into the palace to enjoy blessings. No one truly wants to serve others. Today this person came to sit for a while. Tomorrow that person will come and ask a few questions. Then everyone found an excuse to leave. People have headaches. People are tired.