The byy of painting 1

Lord Xia shook the memorial in his hand.

Lord Xia raised his eyebrows.

He exchanged a glance with his father.

"Let's go to the study." The two of them pulled Jiang Huai 'an to the study.

Madam Xia came back to her senses. Madam Yun wiped her tears and hurriedly pulled her up."Yurong, don't be anxious. Just now, Huai 'an said he saw Lulu's handwriting."

The little girl outside the door paced back and forth uneasily.

"Eldest Furen, young lady Qing Qing is crying in pain and also said that her head is hurting badly. She even vomited now, and the young Madam is crying with her. "

Madam Yun's eyelids twitched and she hardened her heart."Ignore her, she has always been spoiled, to actually let her cause such a big disaster."

"Get a doctor." Madam Xia's eyes were red. He could not say anything else.

Madam Yun sighed and nodded to the maidservant.

He didn't go to see Xia Qingqing and just kept company with the Xia Corporation.