"That's right, that's the ...... I don't know how I suddenly fell ill, and looking at Mrs. Cen's anxious appearance, I am afraid that the illness is not light. ”

The old man stroked his beard and was very emotional.

"That's ...... so"

Banzhi replied in a low voice, not saying much. In the past, the person who drilled her ears every day suddenly suffered such a hardship, and she couldn't tell what it felt. It's just that half of the branch can't bother with any leisure, and now it's time to settle the money first.

After saying goodbye to the owner of the pharmacy, Banzhi walked down the street, only to feel that the money bag in her arms was burning her heart. Twenty taels of silver is already the income of ordinary people in a year, and when the half-branch handkerchief is sold at its best, it can earn at most one tael of silver a month, and now it is like a dream to get these silver coins.

After half a branch was happy, he made a mistake. She can't take this money home, but it is less when it is deposited in the bank, and it will have to be lost when the process is followed.

Banzhi didn't care about selling the veil anymore, so he just hung his head and thought of a good way.

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Cen House

Mrs. Cen sat on the edge of Cen Xi's bed, holding Cen Xi's warm hand, and guarded him every step. Cen Xijun had already taken the medicine, and Dr. Zou also said that he would only wait for some time to get rid of the fever.

Cen Xijun was a lot haggard this night. Because he couldn't sleep well, his eyes were blue-black, his cheeks were burnt red, and his lips were pale and covered with dead skin. Cen Xi's family has grown so big, Mrs. Cen has never seen him like this.

Thinking of Cen Ximian's leg injury again, he was so distressed that he burst into tears, and he didn't dare to cry out loud, for fear of disturbing Cen Ximian's rest.

……

After staying like this for half an hour, Cen Xijun subsided from the fever.

"Doctor Zou, how is your child?"

"Mrs. Hui, the son of Ling has already lost his fever, and he has no worries about his life, now he just needs to heal his leg injury."

Dr. Zou finished checking Cen Ximi's pulse and thought about it before returning to Mrs. Cen.

"That's good...... Doctor, is there really no way for my son's leg to recover? ”

The woman's frowning brows relaxed, but the next moment they were huddled together, with some hope in their eyes, and looked at Dr. Zou.

"This ...... Ling Gongzi's leg injury is too serious, and it stands to reason that it is unlikely to recover as before...... but take good care of it...... Maybe you can ...... it too."

"I see...... Thank you Dr. Zou for your trouble......"

Doctor Zou said this reluctantly, and Mrs. Cen also understood what he meant, so it was not good to embarrass Dr. Zou again. I had to thank him, and instructed the housekeeper to prepare a generous consultation fee and send Dr. Zou out of the house.

"Mother...... Don't be sad. ”

Mrs. Cen was still standing in place and feeling sad to herself, when she heard Cen Xi's weak consolation.

"Son, you're awake!"

Mrs. Cen hurriedly wiped away her tears and walked quickly to the bed.

"Well, Mother, I'm fine, don't worry."

Cen Ximian's throat was a little hoarse due to the fever, and Mrs. Cen didn't feel good when she heard it.

"You kid...... If it weren't for your sudden fever, how long would you be going to hide it from me? ……”

"Mother, it's the son who is wrong, don't be sad ...... mother"

Mrs. Cen poured a glass of water and fed Cen Xihuan to drink, but she still couldn't help complaining.

Cen Xijun didn't explain anything, but just blindly admitted his mistakes. Mrs. Cen has always understood her son, and she also knows that he is uncomfortable, but she is still very considerate to comfort herself. He is gentle with everyone, but he doesn't know how to cherish himself, and now he is disabled in order to save others.

"Forget it......, the doctor also said that if you take care of it well, you will have a good chance of recovery...... Don't worry about anything during this time, the most important thing is to take care of your injuries! ”

Mrs. Cen couldn't bear to say anything to Cen Xijuan anymore, so she only used Dr. Zou's words to coax her to coax Cen Xijuan, just hoping that he would be more comfortable.

"Well, my son got it. Mother, go and rest for a while, you've been watching me all night, don't break down for me. ”

Cen Xijuan saw through it and didn't say anything, so he only obeyed and persuaded Mrs. Cen to rest. He looked at his mother's tired look, and knew that she must have missed her eyes last night, and his mother was weak, so he couldn't let his mother come around.

"Well...... I have sent some maids and servants to your room, and if you have any problems, you will command them. I'll make porridge for you, and you'll eat some ...... later, and then the mother will leave first......"

Mrs. Cen looked at her son's determined eyes and no longer shirked. In addition, her head hurts badly now, and her body can't hold it anymore, so she will go to rest after the arrangement.

"Ah Yan"

After Cen Xi watched his mother leave, he called Ah Yan, who was waiting outside, in.

"Is there a reply from Yu Mansion?"

"Back to the young master, there was no reply."

When Cen Xijun heard this, his brows furrowed, and his heart was even more worried. It stands to reason that there should be a reply from the Yu Mansion today, but now it is almost noon, and there is no news. He guessed that something had happened to Yu Jin!

"You go and inquire about the news of Yu Mansion in person, don't alarm others."

Since there was no reply to the letter sent on the surface, Cen Xijun had no choice but to secretly send someone to investigate.

"Yes, young master."

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Yu Mansion

"Jin'er! What are you doing here? ”

Wang Baozhu slammed the letter in his hand on the side of Yu Jin's bed and reprimanded him angrily.

"Mother, how can you stop my letter!"

Yu Jin woke up this morning. Because of his concern for Cen Xi's family, he hurriedly wrote a letter and sent someone to Cen Mansion quietly. She thought that the letter had been sent out smoothly, but now it appeared in front of her again.

"Jin'er! I said, I will go to Cen Mansion to withdraw your marriage with Cen Ximian immediately, and you will not have anything to do with him in the future! ”

Wang Baozhu didn't want to say anything to Yu Jin anymore, so he only ordered to cut off the connection between her and Cen Xijun.

"Mother! Are you trying to force your daughter to death? ”

Yu Jin couldn't stand his mother's approach. Cen Xijun is the sweetheart she loves wholeheartedly, and now she has injured her leg in order to save herself, how can she abandon him and marry someone else? If the mother does this, it is better to kill her directly!

"Jin'er...... You say that I am persecuting you, but why are you not persecuting your mother? I just want you to marry a good man...... you've always been a lady in the palm of your hand...... Think about it, if you marry Cen Xijun, how will others laugh at you? How will the young ladies who have been suppressed by you laugh at you? Have you ever thought about it? Can you stand it? ”

Wang Baozhu went to Yu Jin's bedside, held Yu Jin's shoulder, and forced her to look at herself.

"Mother...... won't, won't, won't......"

Yu Jin didn't know whether he was frightened by Wang Baozhu's cruel look or what she said, he was a little stunned for a while, and only muttered weakly.

"How not! Jin'er, you are still young, you still have a lot of choices to choose from Cen Xiyi, are you really willing to live in the ridicule of others for decades to come? ”

Wang Baozhu saw that Yu Jin's expression was a little loose, and hurriedly continued to persuade.

"Jin'er, my mother knelt down for you! If you really look for death and life for Cen Xi, how can you live! ”

Wang Baozhu was about to kneel down towards Yu Jin, but Yu Jin was shocked and hurriedly grabbed her arm, which pulled the person up. Yu Jin is young, and he has no clue about being forced by his mother like this. Seeing this, Wang Baozhu pulled Yu Jin into his arms, and in a moment he heard Yu Jin's heart-rending cry in his arms.

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Cen House

It was getting late, and Mrs. Cen slept for a while in the afternoon to relieve herself, and now she was cooking soup for Cen Ximian in the kitchen.

"Madame, no! Oh no! ”

Mrs. Shum was staring at the soup simmering on the small stove when she heard a noise in the distance.

"What's the matter? So flustered? ”

Mrs. Cen put down the small pu fan in her hand, and turned her head to ask the panting and very anxious housekeeper behind her.

"Madame...... A team of people came to the door, saying that they were friends of the master, and they were ...... I also dragged a coffin ......"

"What!"

Before the old butler could finish stumbling, he was interrupted by Mrs. Cen's sharp and piercing scream, and before he could react, he saw the usually elegant and demure lady walking out of the kitchen with her skirt a few steps, and stumbling towards the door of the mansion.

When the woman ran to the door, her hair was already in a messy bun. At a glance, she saw the black coffin carried by the four people at the door, and her mind was scattered.

"Are you Madame Cen?"

The black-robed man standing next to the coffin saw the woman with a panicked look rushing out of the door, looked at it for a moment, then greeted him and asked.

"I am ......"

"Sister-in-law, I am Du Meng, a friend of Brother Cen, and this time my eldest brother went to Hanyang Mansion to find me."

The man confirmed the woman's identity, quickly changed his words, and introduced himself by the way.

"Where's my husband?"

When Mrs. Cen learned of his identity, she had a bad premonition in her heart, and she didn't care about any etiquette, so she asked people directly.

"Sister-in-law...... eldest brother came back three days ago...... It's just that who would have thought that a mountain collapsed on the road...... The eldest brother and his party are walking there...... I'm here to send my eldest brother's body home......"

After the man finished speaking, he also looked sad, bowed slightly and did not dare to look up at the woman in front of him.

When the woman heard this, a pair of autumn-like eyes widened suddenly, and the corners of her eyes were red, but she couldn't hold back her tears. His face turned pale all of a sudden, his lips twitched, and he couldn't speak, only shook his head stiffly, pushed the man in front of him, and threw himself towards the coffin at the door.

The woman's slender hand grabbed the edge of the coffin, trying to open it, but she couldn't exert her strength, her body trembled, and finally she vomited a mouthful of blood on the coffin and passed out.

……

"Young Master! Master! Something happened! ……”

"Speak quickly!"

Cen Xijun was leaning against the collapse to read, but the door was pushed open suddenly.

"The old man was in trouble on the way back...... went, Madame got the news and vomited blood! ”

It was a young guy who came to tell the news, and he also sobbed and cried after speaking.

When Cen Xijun heard this, as soon as his hand was loosened, the book fell on his lap. After being stunned for a moment, he lifted the quilt and wanted to get down, but he forgot about his injured right leg and fell directly to the ground.

"Young Master!"

The little guy was also frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Cen Xijun up.

"Leave me alone, go and ask the doctor to see your wife!"

Cen Xiyi fell for a while, only then did he come back to his senses, and hurriedly ordered someone to ask for a doctor.

"The housekeeper has already sent someone, and the master's coffin has also been carried in by the old man Du Meng, and the slave is here to report the news, young master, don't worry......"

Fortunately, the minions in Cen Mansion were competent, but they arranged everything in advance.

"Who is Du Meng?"

Cen Xijun now knew that he couldn't mess up, so he could only endure the blood surging in his heart and ask again.

"It's the friend from the old man's Hanyang Mansion, and it's he who sent the old man's coffin back."

"Where is he now? Take me to him. ”

When Cen Xijun learned that he was a friend of his father and the person who sent his father home, he knew that this person could not be treated slowly, so he had to gather his mind and go to meet the guests.

"The butler will place the man in the front hall, and the servant will help you through."

……

As soon as Cen Xi entered the front hall, Du Meng stood up and greeted him.

"Uncle Du, I'm Cen Xijun. Thank you very much. ”

Cen Xijun couldn't do it with his right hand on crutches, so he could only bow down to show his gratitude.

"Western Dependent...... I'm sorry for your father, and if it weren't for seeing me, your father wouldn't be ......."

Du Meng looked at the haggard but handsome young man in front of him, although he was on crutches, he did not lose half of his grace, and when he was looked at by his clear eyes, the guilt in his heart was even greater.

"Uncle Du, natural and man-made disasters are inevitable...... Cen Fu also has to thank you for escorting my father back so far. ”

Cen Xijun's face did not change, and he was not angry with Du Meng because of what he said.

"Uncle Du, if you are not in a hurry to go back to Hanyang Mansion, stay in Cen Mansion for a few more days! I haven't thanked you yet. ”

Cen Xi was worried about his father in his heart, and he came to see Du Meng first to keep people, and then he would find an opportunity to find out the cause of his father's death, and he didn't want to say more to him. After all, he had never seen this friend of his father, and the collapse of the mountain was only his side of the story, and Cen Xijun would not be gullible. Now that he thanked him, he opened his mouth directly to keep people.

"What do you say thank you for...... I just want to stay and see Brother Cen off for the last time. You're busy, but you don't have to worry about me. ”

Du Mengyuan is not a twisted person, he can't guess Cen Xiyi's thoughts. As he said, he really stayed to see off Master Cen for the last time, of course...... He saw that Cen Xi's leg was injured, and Mrs. Cen vomited blood again, and he was also worried that the Cen Mansion would not be able to handle Master Cen's funeral, and he could also help him if he stayed.

"That's fine, uncle will treat Cen Mansion as his own home...... Xi Xiang wants to see his father, if you have something to do, you can tell your subordinates, Xi Xiang will be with you first......"

"There you go! …… Condolences. ”

Du Meng never knew how to comfort people, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but when he thought of Brother Cen's death, he held back for a long time and persuaded him more.

"Thank you, uncle, Xiyu lost company first."

Cen Xijun was a little surprised when he heard this, and after seeing the man's worried expression, he paused and thanked him before turning to leave.

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Cen Mansion East Garden

Because of the simple population of the Cen family, the East Garden in the house has been idle. Fortunately, the housekeeper has been cleaning, and now it has become a place to park Master Cen's coffin.

Cen Xijun entered the East Garden, and as soon as he opened the door of the main wing, he saw the black coffin parked in the center.

Cen Xi's right hand on crutches tightened, and he stood at the door for a while, looking inexplicable.

It took a long time to walk in. Cen Xijun walked to the coffin, threw his cane, clasped the lid of the coffin with both hands, and pushed it away without the slightest hesitation.

Just one look at it and I burst into tears.