1749 The Old Woman of the Furnace (9)

Yan Ruchang's housekeeper has always been competent, and he has invited a doctor in a moment, or the imperial doctor in the palace, to diagnose and treat Yan Ruchang, who is still lying on the bed, but he found that Yan Ruchang's pulse has long been gone, and even his body has begun to harden, so he immediately told the Yan family to hurry up and prepare for the future. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yan Chenxi, as an only son, had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and her face was shocked when she heard the news, and then she pretended to be sad. Seeing that his mother "Zhou Qimei" seemed to be fine, he sat on the chair next to the bed and cried bitterly, so he quickly rushed into the house, knelt beside the bed and cried.

He knew that Yan Ruchang was a monk, no matter how ridiculous, lewd, unreasonable, and excessive, it was impossible for him to die on this kind of thing, not to mention that Yan Ruchang had sex with his mother purely for the sake of supplementation, how could it be possible to die in the room now?

There must have been other causes of his father's death, but it was impossible to find out the real cause of his death unless a forensic medical examiner was called. It's a pity that Yan Chenxi's current strength is too weak, and his spiritual power swept back and forth on Yan Ruchang's corpse a few times, and he didn't find any injuries on his body.

"What are you going to do with this Yan Chenxi?" Lin Tingyu was pretending to cry to death, and Jin Long'er asked impatiently.

"You don't have to worry about this, just watch it for the time being." Xiaoyan Dai Lin listened to the rain and replied.

Jin Long'er said: "Hmph, don't look at him now that he only has a third-level cultivation of qi refining, but it is more beneficial for his current body to replenish Zhou Qimei." This guy has never dismissed the idea of making up just because Zhou Qimei is his mother. ”

Xiaoyan said: "We already know this. ”

After crying for a long time, Lin Tingyu immediately explained to Yan Chenxi: "Child, you go and order the people in the mansion to hurry up and prepare for your father's funeral, my mother is here to guard him...... Woohoo......"

Yan Chenxi had to order to leave. In fact, he had long been looking forward to Yan Ruchang's death, otherwise Yan Ruchang would have stared at "Zhou Qimei" all day long, and he would have no chance at all. Now that Yan Ruchang is dead, it is just what he wants.

It's just that he has done enough work on the surface, and he went to order the housekeeper and servants to hurry up to prepare for Yan Ruchang's funeral, and he was sad from beginning to end.

Soon after he went to prepare, Lin Tingyu took the red silk to sort out the things that Yan Ruchang used during his lifetime, and said that he would burn them for Yan Ruchang in front of the spirit. As a result, she found several ordinary-looking cloth bags, but when she touched them, there was nothing.

This is actually a storage bag for monks, and unless someone recognizes the Lord again, they can't touch anything inside. Lin Tingyu only said that the bag was useless, and she wanted to keep it as a souvenir and put it away. Therefore, there is no doubt about him, and Lin Tingyu sorted out some books, pen and ink and other things.

As soon as it was sorted out halfway, Yan Chenxi rushed over. Presumably, this man thought that his father had left some useful things for the monks, and he heard that his wife had gone to clean up the things of the old man, so he hurried over to take a look.

Lin heard the rain and saw him coming, and without waiting for him to speak, he took out the cloth bag that he had just put away.

With the loyalty of Hongsilk and the others to Zhou Qimei, Lin Tingyu knew that if Yan Chenxi asked, most of them would tell Yan Chenxi about putting away a few cloth bags that they didn't have.

Therefore, she might as well take the initiative to take it out herself, so as not to make Yan Chenxi suspicious. Anyway, when she put these cloth bags away just now, she had already secretly sent them into the Shura fan, so that Xiaoyan erased the remaining Yan Ruchang spiritual sense, and re-recognized the Lord and poured out all the things inside.

Now these bags have been disposed of by Xiaoyan, and they are all ownerless empty storage bags.

"These bags were kept tightly locked by your father in a drawer, I think they are his beloved things during his lifetime, you can pick a few of your favorite ones to remember." Lin looked heartbroken when he heard the rain say, and cried again.

Yan Chenxi naturally recognized that these were storage bags that only monks use, and immediately took them over, put them all into his sleeve pocket, and then helped Lin Tingyu, who was "crying bitterly", with a concerned face, and sat on the chair on the side.

"Mother, don't be too sad." Yan Chenxi said, "Father's most affectionate love and protection in his life is to kiss you, if you cry and hurt your body because of him, your father's spirit in the sky will definitely be uneasy." ”

Lin stopped crying when he heard the rain, and said weakly: "You came just in time, so let's sort out your father's things with the red silk and them, find some of his favorites, and go back and burn them for him!" "Anyway, she's almost finished packing up the useful things, and there's no need to drag this sick body here anymore.

With that, she got up with some difficulty, and then fainted gorgeously.

Where did she faint? It's just that this sick and weak body is too heavy, and she walks hard, and she doesn't want to go. In this way, she was carried back to her room by all hands and feet, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

In the mistance, there was a doctor who was checking her pulse, and the doctor only said that her body was too strained and needed to recuperate, but there was no need to worry about her life for the time being.

After hearing this, Yan Chenxi relieved his heart, sent the imperial doctor out again, and began to work on Yan Ruchang's funeral.

It wasn't until noon that Lin Tingyu woke up, although he felt much better, but he still pretended to be cowardly, asking Yahuan about the time and everything in the house.

Hongsilk said: "Madam, the young master said that your health is the priority, and the affairs in the house are in his charge for the time being, so you don't need to worry too much." ”

Lin Tingyu nodded. That Yan Chenxi, as soon as he saw that his father was dead, hurriedly took over all the stewardship of the house, where was it because of his mother's health?

And looking at the appearance of Hongsilk and others, they have now changed from being loyal to Yan Ruchang to being loyal to Yan Chenxi.

Lin Tingyu asked seemingly casually, "Who in the mansion has come to worship the master?" ”

Red Silk sent Xiao Yahuan to the front mourning hall to inquire, and Xiao Yahuan replied one by one when she came back.

"What's the matter, Yan and the princess are here?" Lin Tingyu was startled when he heard this, and was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by Hongsilk.

"Madam, your body can't be messed around, if you have any words, let the red silk convey it to the young master on your behalf." Red Silk pretends to care about authenticity.

Lin Tingyu groaned for a while, and then said, "You sort it out for me, invite Yan and Princess Yan to my room, I have something to say to her." ”

Hongsilk muttered: "Madame is so anxious to see her, but she wants to ......" said and lowered her voice: "Match her with the young master?" ”

Lin Tingyu's eyes turned red, and he said, "In the end, you kid understands my heart." Now that the master is gone, what's the point of me living alone? It's better to go with him early, but Chenxi's marriage has not been settled, and I am always relieved in my heart, afraid that I will not be able to explain when I see the master underground......"

Hongsilk hurriedly interrupted her and said, "Madam, don't talk nonsense, if the young master hears it, won't the young master be more and more sad?" ”

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