The white sail flew over, and the entire Taifu Mansion was wrapped in white cloth overnight, and everyone in the mansion looked sad, and Ning Lian fainted several times because of excessive sadness.

The wife of the servant died, and Chen was the daughter of Chen Hongmao, the imperial historian, and there was a lot of movement in Kyoto, and the emperor also personally inquired about it, and gave Ning Hong a few days to rest and handle Chen's funeral.

There was a white matter at home, and Ning Zhao also asked for leave from the hospital to guard the Chen family at home.

Looking at everything familiar in front of him, Ning Zhao seemed to have returned to the time when he faked his death, but the difference was that in the golden silk nanmu coffin, there was really a corpse lying there.

"Woo...... Mother ......" A weak cry came, Ning Zhao raised his eyes and saw that Ning Lian had come to his senses and was being helped by the little maid.

Ning Lian is really hateful, but I have to say that her relationship with the Chen family is really close, and the sudden death of the Chen family has dealt a big blow to Ning Lian.

But so what, Ning Zhao will not pity her, everything that has happened is in the bottom of her heart, reminding her all the time that Ning Zhao is not worthy of sympathy.

"Eldest sister, please mourn." Ning Zhao approached tremblingly, Ning Zhao looked at her and said.

"Shut up!"

Ning Lian's eyes were red, and when he heard this, he yelled directly at Ning Zhao: "It's all you!" It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have died! You were the ones who killed her! ”

Ning Zhao was stunned, looking at Ning Zhao's heartbroken appearance, Ning Zhao closed his mouth, unwilling to provoke her.

But Ning Jian seemed to be a person who had been holding back for a long time and was anxious to vent, and after a few sentences, it was not enough, and he accused:

"You designed Chen Qi to provoke the relationship between Uncle Tang and your mother, you are a murderer, Ning Zhao is a murderer!"

In the last sentence, Ning Zhao almost roared, her tears gushed out, her voice was hoarse, Ning Zhao stood upright and didn't speak, but Aunt Dou on the side couldn't listen to it.

Aunt Dou is in good health, and she must also be present at the funeral of the housewife.

At this moment, she was next to Ning Zhao, listening to Ning Zhao's accusations one after another, she was unhappy and panicked. If these words are heard by the people who are interested in the side, I don't know what kind of turmoil it will cause.

So she stood up and said to Ning Lian: "Miss, Madam fell into the well and died, we are all uncomfortable, I know you are sad, but you still can't talk nonsense, what is the point of you slandering our Zhao'er like this, if you just want to vent, you can come to me." ”

"Mother, don't care." Ning Zhao grabbed Aunt Dou and shook his head at her.

"Fell into the well......" Ning Jian touched these words, and suddenly laughed, "Yes, yes, my mother fell into the well and died, hehe...... Fell into a well and died......"

"Nonsense!" Ning Hong came in from outside, just saw this scene, and said angrily: "Messing around in front of your mother, do you still have a little rule?!" ”

"This is the mourning hall! After a while, there will be people who will come to the door to offer condolences, if you don't stay with me, or go back to your yard to rest. ”

Hearing Ning Hong's voice, Ning Zhao's body shook obviously, Ning Zhao was face to face with her, this instinctive reaction, Ning Zhao saw it really clearly, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Ning Lian is afraid of Ning Hong?

Why?

"Father, father, I, I was wrong......" Ning Jian cried again, reached out and grabbed Ning Hong's arm, a small face, crying pear blossoms with rain, and the appearance was really painful.

Although Ning Hong was displeased, when he saw Ning Lian's appearance, his heart softened again, he sighed, raised his hand to touch Ning Lian's shoulder, and comforted: "Lian'er, my father knows that you are sad, but your mother is gone, you have to take care of yourself, don't let your father mourn and take care of you." ”

Ning Jian leaned on Ning Hong's shoulder, and when he heard the words, his cry became a little louder.

Ning Zhao was not interested in seeing any father-daughter love, she helped Aunt Dou to kneel down again, Aunt Dou looked at her, Ning Zhao shook his head at her, signaled her not to say anything, and then picked up the paper and burned it.

During the three-day vigil, Dr. Yu Shi and his wife came to mourn, his own daughter was gone, and the two elderly people were also white-haired people to send blacks, and the whole looked a lot of malaise.

Chen, as the wife of the imperial servant, was buried in the ancestral grave, placed in the ancestral hall, and after the whole operation was completed, the first seven were ushered in.

Ning Zhao didn't go to the hospital for a few days, and sat dutifully at home to do what a maid should do, and when he was free, he accompanied Aunt Dou and Mrs. Ning.

Ning Lao Taijun is old, the house is not peaceful today, one after another accidents, the head disease that was originally under control began to attack again, Ning Zhao re-prescribed medicine for Lao Taijun, but the effect was not as good as before.

"Hey......" Ning Lao Taijun closed her eyes and leaned on the soft couch, Ning Zhao stood behind her and pinched her head, and this sigh came from the old lady's mouth.

"Grandmother's head still hurts." Ning Zhao asked with concern, his hand a little softer.

"Nope." Mrs. Ning replied: "It's better than before, it's just ...... Hey......"

Another sigh that sums up the feelings of these days.

"There have been a lot of things in the house recently, and Zhao'er has also worked hard." Mrs. Ning opened her eyes, raised her hand to hold Ning Zhao's hand, and said, "Now that the matter is over, I just hope that it will be peaceful for a while." ”

Ning Zhao tightened the old lady's hand, squatted slightly, and said comfortingly: "Grandmother, don't worry, the house will definitely be fine." ”

The old lady was not in good spirits, and he was tired after talking to Ning Zhao, so Ning Zhao waited for Ning Taijun to rest and went back to his yard.

I haven't been to the hospital for a few days, and I don't know what happened to Meng Sui, but Jin Yuan has come again.

Ning Zhao looked at the tea set on the stone table, then sighed, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

It's over, no matter what, it's a good thing for her, and she should clean up her mood and think about something else.

Meng Sui did not reply to the expansion discussed with Meng Sui before, and then these things happened, Ning Zhao didn't know what Meng Sui was going to do, so he thought about going to the hospital tomorrow, so he asked Meng Sui to have a good chat.

This night, Ning Zhao went to bed early, and after several days of hard work, Ning Zhao rarely had a good rest, and after lying on the bed for a while, he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Ning Zhao went to the medical center.

As soon as she entered the door, Meng Sui raised her eyes and saw her, her face flashed with joy, and then she sank her face again, raised her finger and pointed to the backyard, and said, "Someone is waiting for you!" Go ahead! ”

Ning Zhao was just about to say hello, but when he heard the words, his eyes lit up, and before his brain could react, he had already taken action under his feet, and couldn't wait to walk towards the backyard.

The familiar white brocade robe, with a long and jade body, and a familiar smile on his handsome face.

"You're here." Jin Yuan's voice was gentle, and he smiled at Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao stood on the steps and didn't move, looking at Jin Yuan fixedly, only to feel that the tip of his nose was a little sour, and his voice was a little choked, "You still know that you came to look for me." ”

Seeing this, Jin Yuan's heart twitched, and he couldn't help but walk quickly to her, raised his hand and hugged the person into his arms, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I missed the appointment." ”

Hearing this, Ning Zhao felt even more aggrieved.

Since that day of separation, she and Jin Yuan have not seen each other for about half a month, Jin Yuan has not come, and no one has sent anyone to tell her where she went.