Mrs. Du saw that Du Rongzhi was emotionally unstable many times today, for fear that Du Rongzhi would cry sadly when she parted later, and then asked someone with a heart to see it, and the Song family was displeased by playing right and wrong, so she didn't dare to show up, and only sent Mama Yang out to see her off.

Mama Yang watched Du Rongzhi grow up, and she felt uncomfortable when she saw her reluctant appearance, so she had to smile and say, "Madam won't come out to send you when she says it...... Everything is fine at home, you just have to rest assured and live a good life with your uncle. ”

Du Rongzhi nodded, "I won't be by my mother's side in the future, and I hope my grandmother will take care of me more." After thinking about it, he instructed, "Tomorrow, after the doctor has finished diagnosing the pulse, he will also send someone to talk to me." ”

Mama Yang also hurriedly agreed.

"One more thing...... Since my mother is unwell, the morning and dusk of the past few days have been resolved, so I think I can avoid it as much as possible...... Otherwise, you have to spend some energy to deal with them, and the gains outweigh the losses. My mother also advised my mother on my behalf. ”

"Hey, don't worry...... The old slaves are saved. ”

Du Rongzhi only smiled. How can this heart be so easy to let go......

The newcomer had to go back before the sun set, and no matter how reluctant Du Rongzhi was, he was still helped by Song Zixun into the carriage back home.

He drank wine at noon, and at this time he was also a little tired, so he simply got into the car with Du Rongzhi.

The spacious carriage suddenly became a little cramped.

Du Rongzhi sat quietly in a corner, the noisy voices getting farther and farther away, and gradually only the sound of the car crushing on the ground could be heard in her ears.

She felt like she was in turmoil.

She never thought about it...... The mother's death turned out to be a long-planned conspiracy.

But...... When did it start?

It has only been a matter of the past few months that Jin Sixue has been introduced to the capital from the north......

Du Rongzhi rubbed her eyebrows tiredly. Today, although she moved her mother to move Jin Sixue to the front hall, the harm could not be completely eradicated. If you have a mental calculation or not, God knows what will happen in the future, and if you want to prevent it then, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult......

I think of the fragrance that seems to be there...... Du Rongzhi suddenly remembered something: the fragrance actually emanated from Aunt Zhao herself!

If she really knew the effect of Jin Sixue's rhizomes, how could she dare to test the poison herself?!

…… Could it be that I made a mistake?

Aunt Zhao didn't actually know about it, but she just happened to get this thing and inadvertently harmed her mother? Or does someone want to use her hand to get rid of her mother, so that she can kill two birds with one stone and make a profit?

But looking back on the previous life, it seems that no aunt has benefited after her mother's death - her father and mother are deeply affectionate, and since her mother's death, her father has aged a lot. And until he was framed and imprisoned, he was always guarding his mother...... As for Aunt Zhao, I heard that she later fell seriously ill and never saw her again......

The only one of the whole things that can be considered to be beneficial......

Du Rongzhi's hands clenched subconsciously.

If the child in the mother's womb can be born safely this time, the girl will be fine, but it will be a boy......

A boy......

Du Rongzhi suddenly fell into an ice cellar and shivered violently.

If things really turned out to be what she thought, it would be terrible!

What about Du Yunting, does he know all this that Aunt Zhao has done for him? Or do you know it, but pretend you don't know? And even ...... Could he have instructed his aunt to do all this......

Du Rongzhi only felt that the whole person seemed to be trapped in layers of fog, and she couldn't get rid of it anymore.

Du Rongzhi was thinking distraughtly, and her shoulders suddenly sank - but Song Zixun, who had insomnia all night last night, couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep leaning on her.

She moved her body out uncomfortably, but Song Zixun seemed to feel it, and subconsciously reached out to wrap her waist around her waist and found a more comfortable position to hold it - the top of her head was still rubbing against her neck.

Du Rongzhi's body stiffened, and finally she didn't dare to move anymore.

She looked at the man leaning against her with a complicated expression.

Before I saw my parents before, I always had a trace of extravagant hope, fantasizing that one day if I could get along, I could start again. But now...... Du Rongzhi slowly lowered her eyes.

Mother was right.

If you want to gain a firm foothold in the Guogong Mansion, there is nothing more reliable than a sister-in-law.

She needs a child.

One of her with his child.