At this moment, a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old ran over and "thud" knelt before Fang Xuanling. Her knees sank instantly into the inch-thick snow.,The youngest son, in a hunting trip outside the city some days ago, unfortunately fell off his horse and hit his back of the head. He has been unconscious ever since and remains in a daze. Everyone in the household is deeply worried.,Fang Junqiang endured his worry and grief, picking up a wonton and putting it in his mouth, but he couldn't taste it.。