Chapter 2: Grief Memories

Listening to her son's voice, Biyan's heart was warm, but when she saw her son's figure floating in front of the couch, her tears burst out of her eyes.

Thick grief, deep resentment condensed in my heart like a thick fog that could not be dissolved.

That tragic day came back to mind.

She was already depressed for various reasons, but when she heard the news that her son had accidentally fallen into the water and died, she instantly launched it. In the haze, I only heard a voice coming in, "Go to the mother and leave the child." ”

The moment she heard these words, she had no will to survive, the person she loved betrayed her, and now the only beloved son who wants her life died unexpectedly, what else is there to be nostalgic for in this world. Her heart is so tired and tired, she really wants to go home, the cry of late summer echoes in her ears, as if something has slipped from her body, is it her child? Mother's love gave her motivation, but that motivation was only enough to support her to tell Late Summer, "Take care of my children." And the consciousness dissipated.

When she opened her eyes again, she came here and became the stupid third lady of the Shen family, why, why didn't she go back to her home, and let her stay in this sad era. If she was allowed to stay here, why is it that fifty years later, the person she hated the most has passed away.

"Mo Fengchen, I hate you." Words of resentment popped out of her red lips word by word, and her expression became extremely hideous. Like a devil crawling out of hell.

If someone is around at this moment, they will definitely be frightened, this woman dares to call the name of the founding emperor, which is really rebellious.

The child next to the couch was shocked by his mother's resentment, and carefully shouted, "Mother, mother, you are so scary." ”

Bi Yan, who was deeply immersed in memories, was called back by her son's soft child's voice, and immediately apologized, and said softly to the villain in front of her: "I'm sorry, son, it's not good for my mother, it won't be like this in the future." ”

Her eyes stared at the pink-carved face in front of her, similar to that of the man, and her mood was extremely complicated. She thought she was dead, but she was reborn in this body, and her son who accidentally fell into the water, the smart and lovely Yi'er, also came with her, but he was really dead, and now he is just a "ghost".

But even if it's a ghost, it's her favorite child.

"Yi'er, after you were found last time, didn't my mother tell you not to go out again, my mother wanted to know what she would slowly look for, you see it again."

He said blaming words on his lips, but his face was full of spoiling.

The villain pouted and replied dissatisfiedly: "Yi'er also wants to help her mother." ”

Bi Yan pulled her son into her arms and stroked her son's head, her tentacles were full of coldness, and her heart hurt again.

"My mother knows your good, but what if something happens to you and leaves my mother alone." She couldn't help but worry, there are miracles in this world, what if the last one takes his son in.

Hearing that he had worried his mother, the dissatisfaction in the villain's heart immediately dissipated, followed by guilt. "Okay, Yi'er knows, I'll be careful in the future, don't worry."

Seeing that her son listened to her words, Biyan's heart let go of a lot, she really couldn't bear the grief of losing her son again, her Yi'er was her baby, her life.

Their mother and son have been here for more than half a month, and because the original owner of her body is a fool, it is very inconvenient, so they can only let Yi'er go out and secretly inquire about the news of the current Damo Dynasty, but the news is only in the courtyard of the Shen family's house. It's mainly based on the information in the words of the maids, servants, servants, etc., and they don't get much.

Now it is the second emperor of the Great Mo Dynasty, Emperor Moqing, the thirty-second year of the Shengyuan Dynasty, that is to say, the previous emperor has been dead for thirty-two years, when she heard the news, Bi Yan's mood was very complicated, the person she loved and hated died so early.

In the past few days, she often thinks about whether she was punished because that person did something wrong, and after thinking about it, she laughed at herself: "How could it be, if he felt that he was sorry, he wouldn't do it, maybe how to spend his heart and indulge in alcohol before he hollowed out his body." ”

Because it is in the Shen house, the most news I get is also about the Shen family, the old lady of the Shen family is said to have resigned many years ago, and her favorite thing is to travel everywhere. I haven't been home for half a year.

Mrs. Shen doesn't know the specific situation, but according to what Yi'er heard, the Shen family seems to have a good family style, but there is no concubine.

Mrs. Shen has two sons and a daughter.

The eldest son, Shen Botao, is a cabinet bachelor, a second grade. Mrs. Cheng is from a scholarly family, and the two have a son and a daughter.

The second son, Shen Zhongtao, is also her father, who is the son of the country and the sacrificial wine, four products. Mrs. Feng came from a merchant family, and the two had two daughters and a son, and Biyan also had an older sister and a younger brother.

The surname of the youngest daughter, Shen Jiyufu, is Qi, and the specific information is not yet clear.

This is all the news that Shen Biyan has known in the past few days. She was very anxious, and she wanted to know the news about the royal family, but how could the royal family tolerate criticism, so for so many days, she only knew that it was a change of emperor, and the year name was the thirty-second year of Shengyuan.

Just as he was thinking, the son in his arms spoke. "Mother, where do you guess I've been?"

"Oh, where have you been? Tell your mother. With her son by her side, she doesn't feel so lonely.

"I found a study. Didn't my mother want to know what was going on there? I'll go look for it. Because that deep city is a sad place shared by both mothers, he mentioned it and said it was there.

Bi Yan's body shook suddenly when she heard her son's words. Then he asked in a low voice, "What did you see in the study?" ”

Although she just shook it and controlled it, Yi'er could feel his mother's irrepressible mood. "I saw the portrait of my mother in a dark compartment."

"What, my portrait?" Bi Yan was shocked by her son's words. The voice is also a little louder.

"Who?" Bai Zi, who was guarding outside, was woken up by the sound and asked loudly.

Yi'er disappeared in an instant, and Shen Biyan quickly lay down on the couch and pretended to sleep.

Bai Zi pushed open the door, walked in with a lamp, walked around the room, looked carefully at the young lady who was still asleep, and then took the lamp and left suspiciously.

As he walked, he muttered, "It's strange, I heard someone talking, could it be that I heard it wrong." ”

The door squeaked shut.

After waiting for a while, Shen Biyan sat up, and Yi'er also appeared on the couch.

"Yi'er, are you sure it's a portrait of your mother?" She didn't dare to speak out this time.

"Yes, how could I mistake my mother's mother, it is indeed a portrait of my mother."

It's strange, how could there be a portrait of her in the Shen family's study?

Shen Biyan was very confused, and asked again when she thought of something, "Then have you found anything else useful?" ”

Mo Ziyi shook his head and said regretfully: "There is no mother, and there is no information related to it." ”

No, Shen Biyan was unwilling but still comforted her son. "It's okay, if you don't have it, you won't have it, let's look for it slowly in the future, Yi'er is already great. Let's go to bed now. ”

Although Mo Ziyi is now a little ghost and doesn't need to sleep at all, he still lay down next to Shen Biyan as he said, and Shen Biyan hugged his son's cold body and closed his eyes.