After the Shangguan Prime Minister on the bed finished these two sentences, he closed his eyes calmly again, and his ears seemed to hear that the person was calling him, walked in to greet him, affectionately called him by his nickname, and whispered, "I don't blame myself"

"Yanqiu..." The miserable white lips burned by the disease squirmed and said such a name, but the two people present were a little stunned, especially the respectful service Liu who was constantly wiping his tears on the side After hearing this, he held the white brocade in his hand tightly with both hands, and forced all the tears back, she would not not understand what this name meant, that slut has been dead for so many years, and her husband who has been alone has never shown any thoughts about her since then, why is he calling her name when he is dying, is it because he has never forgotten her in his heartCould it be that he still lost her life after all?

"Husband, what nonsense are you talking about, I'm by your side, look at me, that Chen Yanqiu is bent on death, why do you miss her like this?" After all, he was a little unwilling, Liu walked over, but he stretched out his hand and held the hand of the person on the bed tightly, and the warm tears in his eyes kept dripping, as if he hoped to warm his cold heart and arouse his nostalgia for himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahem, cough, cough" The person on the bed who was obviously almost unconscious instinctively shook off Liu's hand, which made Liu stunned again, a pair of sharp phoenix eyes could no longer be hidden, the resentment that had been more than ten years poured out, God really teased her, she tried her best to get status, got glory and wealth, but in the end she lost the most precious thing, the heart of her husband who has been pursuing hard?

All of this was naturally seen by Shangguan Jinrong, her mother blindly sought perfection, and reached out to hold her critically ill father's hand, but her father was obviously critically ill but was always unwilling to hold hands with her, which made her feel a burst of depression and resentment for no reason, she knew that she had studied hard since she was a child, and did everything according to her father's requirements, just looking forward to becoming the pride of her father, but in her father's heart, she and her mother still couldn't resist the three words "Chen Yanqiu" and her half-sister Chen Qinghuan?

"Qing Huan, Qing Huan, Qing Huan......" Shangguan Prime Minister has reached a critical illness period, he feels that his body is getting heavier and heavier, as if he has been poured thousands of catties of stones and cotton, only the thoughts in his mind are light, in a trance, he saw the beautiful woman break through the blood-colored sunset and walk in front of him, and smiled softly at him, "Where is our child Qinghuan?"

"Okay, she's doing well now, I'm treating her very well, she's a slim girl now, I'll take you to see" Shangguan only felt inexplicable happiness in his heart, and stretched out his hand to hold the man's perennial cold hand tightly and put it in his hand to warm it, and it seemed that he also said a lot of babbling, confessed his heart, and kept telling his thoughts, the man just looked at himself with his usual gentle and loving eyes.

"Mother, hasn't Sister Qinghuan come back at this time?" Seeing that his father was getting sicker and sicker, he coughed a few times heavily, and even coughed up a few traces of blood, which made Jin Rong extremely worried, and said a word to the Liu family who was crying sadly beside him.

"Chen Qinghuan? Your sister is still traveling around at this time, where do you remember the fact that her father is seriously ill? I also specially asked someone to deliver the letter, but I didn't receive a reply" The painful look in Liu's eyes became more and more aggravated, and when he said this, he came back with a little indignant look on his face, as if he was lamenting that Shangguan Cheng had raised an unfilial daughter, and cried louder and louder.

"Poor sir, you are terminally ill, and you are still thinking about the little goblin who flies when her wings are wild, she is a fox spirit like her mother, and she does not keep women's morals or fulfill filial piety!" Maybe it was the unwillingness to live for most of his life, or maybe it was just because he hated Chen Yanqiu, who had been dead for many years but was still influential, Liu vented the resentment in his heart to the fullest, and shouted loudly at the seriously ill person on the bed next to the hospital bed, as if to prove that he was the main palace of the prime minister's mansion.

Jin Rong only felt a cone of pain at the moment, feeling sorry for her mother, although she was strong, but her father really rarely cared about her and loved her, or maybe he just admired her talent for being in charge, these things she could understand since she was a child.

"Mother, my father is seriously ill and needs to be recuperated now, it's noisy, don't be so emotional, and lose the demeanor of the eldest lady" Jin Rong couldn't describe the feeling in his heart at this time, the feeling was embarrassing and heartache, and he quickly helped his mother, who was crying so much that he completely ignored the image.

"I just don't understand why you are so ruthless, master, aren't Jin Rong good enough? Isn't my Liu family helping you enough? Why do you always think about those two nameless sluts? What of their appearance, status, and talent can compare with us?" The Liu family seemed to be completely out of control, and the hysteria emanating from his unkempt hair rushed to the person on the bed who was already breathing weakly with his eyes closed, shouting loudly to vent the grievances of the decades of injustice.

"Mother, mother, calm down, Jin Rong will help you out to rest first" In the end, I was afraid of disturbing my father's rest, but also in order to appease her emotions, Jin Rong hurriedly helped her hysterical mother to the side room to rest, her mother, who had always been strong, was like a weak and helpless child at this time, which made her feel extremely distressed.

When he finally comforted his mother to rest, and covered the quilt for her and came to see his father's hospital room again, he began to cough violently again, vomiting several mouthfuls of blood, which startled the people who served him, and he was in a hurry to feed medicine and wipe his body.

"Qing Huan, Qing Huan, Qing Huan ......" The person on the bed described him as withered, angry as a gossamer, but he still muttered this name in his mouth, which made Jin Rong's heart feel an unspeakable sourness and jealousy, why did his father always remember his half-sister, but he didn't want to see himself more?

"Father, in fact, Jin Rong has always admired you very much in his heart, and he has always worked hard to be your pride, although Sister Qinghuan does not live in the same mansion with us, but I know that the daughter you have always loved and worried about the most has always been her, this is too unfair to Jin Rong" Shangguan Jinrong stretched out his hand and gently held his father's old and cold hand, and tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

That day from morning to dusk and sunset, the name that her father shouted the most was Qinghuan, but she looked forward to that day for a long time, until she wanted to wear Qinghuan but never came back, until the moment when her father was completely angry, Jin Rong sincerely knew that his feelings for this half-sister had deteriorated, and that deep resentment and regret for his father's unfulfilled wish were all superimposed on that person, and it became hatred.