Chapter 151: Condolences

The doctor raised his head to see that he had finally returned, and sighed: "The old man has done his best. The general should prepare the matter as soon as possible."
Fu Tingye's lips were kept silent, and Leng Yi's eyebrow peak was stained with a cloud of sadness.
"Ye'er, come here."
Suddenly, Mrs. Fu seemed to recover her wits, watching Fu Tingye kindly call out.
Ye'er, when she was a child, the nickname when she was still fond of him, Fu Tingye was shocked, and subconsciously stepped forward, holding Mrs. Fu's hand: "Mother, what else do you want?"
If it can be achieved, Er will help you meet.
"Mother doesn’t have any desires. This period of time has made you suffer. I thought about it, and I will see your father. I won’t force you, but this Hou Mansion must be inherited by someone. I’m leaving. I hope you can marry Wanmiao, and the children will inherit our Houfu mantle in the future, what do you think?"
Fading away the arrogance and stubbornness of ordinary days, Mrs. Fu was only a poor old lady while she was on the hillside.
The old lady who devotes herself solely to the interests of Hou Mansion.
Hateful people also have pity.
"..." The lever in Fu Tingye's mind was a little shaken, but the sentence promised could not be said at all.
But what if Hua Qingxue did, if yes.
"Yeer, you promised your mother..." Mrs. Fu didn't wait for Fu Tingye's reply for a long time, and her eyes gradually filled with a lost look.
At the next moment, the palm slipped from Fu Tingye's palm.
A gust of wind blew through, and the last yellow leaf on the sycamore branch in the yard finally floated down in the cold winter wind.
"Mother!" Fu Tingye called heavily, but it was a permanent silence that replied to him.
Mrs. Fu's face will never come to life, and will never quarrel with him, making him bored.
"Old lady!" The maid of the place finally burst into tears.
Hou Fu white overnight.
...
Cining Palace.
The Empress Dowager got up at three o'clock as usual, and as soon as she was finished washing, Aster came to report the news of Madam Hou's death.
The Empress Dowager paused for a moment, nodded: "Got it, send a couplet to Aijia."
"Yes." Aster replied respectfully, and she would turn around to do it, but was stopped by the queen mother.
"and many more."
"That girl is still kneeling?" The queen mother seemed to think of Cheng Wanmiao.
"Where can she stand so guilty, she fainted as early as midnight last night, and the slave-maid let her be kept in the box, waiting for the queen to send you away." Ziyun replied.
The queen mother nodded: "Waiting to bring her over, Ai Jia wants to talk to her."
As soon as Cheng Wanmiao suffered such a torture, she fell asleep all night after she passed out last night, all nightmares.
She dreamed that her aunt was going to kill her with a knife. She blamed her for killing her life. Cheng Wanmiao could only keep running away, but she couldn’t run away. Her aunt would always appear in a corner or behind her. ...
All this, it was cold sweat for a night.
The room arranged by the aster has only a thin layer of coarse cotton quilt, which can't keep warm at all.
Until the morning light was bright, Cheng Wanmiao opened her eyes and woke up, looked around, she quickly came to the door, stretched out her hand, and surely locked from the outside, could not get out.
She slumped down.
Fortunately, after a while, the door opened, and she looked over with expectation, but only saw the Empress Dowager, an aunt named Ziyuan.
"Aunt saves me, I don't want to die, Aunt saves me." Cheng Wanmiao regardless of whether the other party likes or hates him, he pleads in a hurry.
Ziyuan glanced at her contemptuously and kicked away: "Miss Cheng, who is going to kill you, shouting something here, do you want to disturb the queen mother?"
Cheng Wanmiao fell to the ground. Hearing this sentence, he was shocked, but he was also relieved.
It turned out that the Queen Mother did not want her life.
But... but why...
"Yes, yes, it's Wanmiao's collision. Please also ask your aunt and the empress dowager not to worry about it." Cheng Wanmiao hurriedly made Xiao Fu low and didn't dare to have a half-point difference.
Zihua looked down on her useless looks and looked down on her, but she was the one the queen mother wanted to use, so she was kind to her.
"Clean her up and see you later." Aster told the two maidens behind him and turned away.
The queen mother wanted to see herself. Cheng Wanmiao didn't dare to neglect. With the two ladies in the palace, she simply went to the front hall of Cining Palace to wait.
This time, there was no Fengcha, and no one asked her to sit down, and she was naturally afraid to sit.
The footsteps behind him walked in, and Cheng Wanmiao knelt down respectfully: "See the queen mother."
Zheng Shumin still didn't look at her, and sat on the top: "You don't know yet, your aunt, I went there last night."
A faint sentence made Cheng Wanmiao lose half of her soul instantly, and her blood faded from her face for the most part: "Dead... dead?"
"Yeah, in this way, your conviction should also be taken seriously." The Queen Mother smiled softly: "Don't you always want her to die, how... you look disappointed?"
Cheng Wanmiaoxiu's face was ashamed: "Too... the queen mother spares her life, and mercy spares Wanmiao."
"Forgive you, why?" Zheng Shumin's eyebrows were bent, as if looking at a fool.
Cheng Wanmiao stunned and looked up blankly, facing Zheng Shumei with a pair of exquisite makeup eyebrows, his brain suddenly blank.
"Cheng Wanmiao is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay the Queen Mother's unkillable grace." Cheng Wanmiao kowtowed down. The forehead that was broken by the queen mother oozed blood again last night, and the bright red color was on top of her pale and pale appearance, which was very frightening.
"Fine!" Zheng Shumin grew impatient.
Opening your eyes every day will determine the life and death of countless people. It is indeed a very irritating thing.
"..." Cheng Wanmiao breathed her breath, not daring to say a word.
"It's okay if I let you go, just..." Zheng Shumin said here and stopped abruptly, waiting for Cheng Wanmiao's statement.
Cheng Wanmiao met, and quickly thanked Dade: "But with the order of the Queen Mother, Wanmiao never died."
...
Hua Qingxue did not sleep well this night, always thinking about his own affairs, and at the same time, worried about Li Jingnan.
At the banquet yesterday, the Queen Mother could see Li Jingnan’s elbows and said that it was impossible for him not to worry about him.
Only when she opened the door, she saw the dazzling white on the outside beams, and all the guards and servants were wearing mourning clothes.
Mrs. Fu died last night!
"Ma'am, are you awake, would you like to have breakfast now?" Hai Shixuan stood at the door of Hua Qingxue and saw her coming forward to ask him kindly.
Hua Qingxue shook his head: "Not for the time being, General? Can I go and see him?"
I don't know what mood Fu Tingye is facing at this time.
"The general is guarding in the hall of worship. There have already been successive court ministers coming to express condolences. I think my wife... I think it is not suitable for the past." Hai Shixuan was a little embarrassed.
The reason why the general sent Mrs. Sibing to the Hou Mansion was just to protect her safety.
At this time, there were many people on the other side of the Lingtang, and the presence of Mrs. Si Bing would cause unnecessary speculation, and there would also be uncertain security risks.
"Then...Okay." Hua Qingxue hesitated, he could feel from the look of Hai Shixuan, he is now a heavily protected character, but he can't appear at random in places where people are complicated.
"But, can I go back to the other court?" Hua Qingxue asked another question that made Hershine very difficult to answer.
"No."
"Alas." Hua Qingxue sighed quietly: "Otherwise, you tell me what I can do now, how much range of activities?"
Hai Shixuan gritted his teeth and hesitated to tell the truth.
"It's okay, my psychology can bear it, you tell the truth." Hua Qingxue saw his embarrassment and was empathetic.
Hai Shixuan's brain is not enough, and the under the influence of the army can't hide his words.
"Your range of activities is this yard, you can eat and sleep." The answer is simple and concise.
"..." Hua Qingxue's charming smile pulled down instantaneously, squeezing his fingers subconsciously, and next moment, he stomped on the instep of Hai Shixuan.
"Well!"
Hai Shixuan jumped with his feet: "Ma'am, it's not my order!"
Who ordered you to stomp?
Oops, pity my feet...
After Hua Qingxue stepped on the person, he went back to the room angry, ignoring his yelling.
...
When Mrs. Fu walked suddenly, not many people knew in Shengjing at one time, so the hall was empty.
Fu Tingye sat on his knees and looked sad.
But at the feet of the emperor, there were always people with long hands and feet, and they were well informed.
For example, His Highness is one of them.
Xiao Hanchuan wore a plain black dress and came in with a funeral ceremony, which attracted everyone's attention.
Several guards behind Fu Tingye wanted to move and were stopped by him: "Let's see what he wants to do."
Seeing the strange things here, Xiao Han smiled indifferently: "Master General, I heard the bad news early in the morning, and Xiao Mou was very sad. He came to express his condolences. Are you not welcome?"
"The visitor is a visitor. I have received the sincerity of His Highness to pay tribute to my mother. Thank you." Fu Tingye replied politely.
Xiao Han took the incense handed down by his men, and bye bye, by the end, he didn't mean to leave.
For a time, above the Lingtang, the atmosphere became subtle.
"By the general, Xiao has something to ask." Xiao Han folded his hands on his chest, obviously very alert, but pretended to pretend to be relaxed easily: "I don't know whether the general knows where Mrs. Sibing went?"
Fu Tingye's sharp eyebrows flashed a cold light: "What do you ask?"
Xiao Han didn't expect him to ask back, but instead smiled a little embarrassedly: "I naturally care about the safety of Mrs. Si Bing. My wife is now worthless. Xiaomou is worried that some people with speculation will take her away. "
"Oh, that's what it is." Fu Tingye narrowed his expression. "But, I don't know where she went. If the Highness of the Three Highnesses found Mrs. Si Bing, don't forget to notify me."
This big tail wolf.
Xiao Han hated to grind his teeth, but he didn't have much entanglement, and the grindling finally said goodbye to Fu Tingye.