Hearing Deng Hong talk about this, Yun Mian, who was kneeling at the head of the bed, couldn't help but have dark eyes, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Yunmian, don't be afraid." Things have developed so far, Deng Hong is the calmest person in his heart. "Anyway, my reputation is there, I don't know how many people on the street saw me leading a bewitching woman into the gate of the Hou Mansion that day, they only thought that my grandmother was old and I was angry, no one would suspect that my grandmother was critically ill for another reason. That's right? Didn't I tell you not to come to see me for a few days? I've been beaten since I was a child, and now I just need to lie down in bed for a while. ”

"Yun Mian remembered the orders of the prince, but when I was on duty today, I heard that the concubine and the eldest princess in the palace were here." Yun Mian then remembered his purpose, and hurriedly lay on the head of Deng Hong's bed and whispered. "If the nobles from the palace invite the imperial doctors in the palace to come and see, will they see the real reason for the lady's illness?"

"You can rest assured, my aunt is just an unfavored concubine attached to the queen, and it is already Long En to be able to go out of the palace to see my grandmother. The imperial doctors in the palace are not enough to see the heavenly nobles in the palace, how can they come to our Ding'an Hou Mansion like this. Deng Hong said that he was good at appeasing Yunmian and said. You take my words to heart, and when you go back to the Calamus Temple, you can live your life as usual. Do what you should do and don't do what you shouldn't, once my grandmother goes, I will definitely think of picking you up to serve in my yard. ”

"Well, Yun Mian wrote it down." Yun Mian nodded tearfully and hurriedly responded to Deng Hong's instructions.

"When my grandmother goes, I will surely lose my qualification as the lord if such an ugly thing happens. It's just that if I don't marry a wife, you can only serve by my side for the time being. I can't be the lord anymore, my father will naturally choose another suitable person for me to be my wife, as long as the new lady enters the door, I will raise you as an aunt when the time comes. ”

"As long as you can serve by the side of the prince, you are still a maid or an aunt, Yunmian is willing." Yun Mian threw her whole heart on Deng Hong's body, she had long lost all her relatives in the world, and Deng Hong was her only hope in the future.

"Hmm." For Yunmian, Deng Hong also trusts and loves it in his heart. "I'm okay here, you can go back to the Calamus Courtyard."

"Yes, Lord Shizi." Yun Mian had no choice but to give up in her heart for Deng Hong and a thousand reluctances, she obeyed Deng Hong's instructions, obediently got up and wanted to leave, everyone walked to the gate, and after all, she couldn't help but look back at Deng Hong. "Lord Shizi, take care."

"I will." Deng Hong has been locked in the house for the past few days, and he eats lightly every day in order to recuperate from his injuries, but his complexion is much better than in the past. It doesn't look like a gentleman who is addicted to wine there on weekdays, but more like a delicate reader. "Don't mention I'm worried, let's go back."

The old lady of Ding'an Hou has been in a coma for many days, and she can't feed her food, and the decoction prescribed by the doctors is for the three maids to help her up and pry her mouth open and pour it in.

Ding'anhou also invited a doctor and carefully explained the old lady's current condition to Concubine Chen. Concubine Chen was unwilling, and still asked the old lady if there was any possibility of healing. The doctor knew that the old lady's body had run out of oil, and he no longer covered up his words, and bluntly said that the old lady only had two days left at most.

Concubine Chen, who had been in the Ding'an Hou Mansion for two hours, sat at the head of the old lady's bed and cried for two hours.

In the carriage back to the palace, Concubine Chen was still leaning against the wall of the carriage and crying. Xiao Lu, who was sitting on the other side, was disturbed by Concubine Chen's intermittent crying.

Xiao Lu couldn't help but want to open her mouth a few times, trying to make Concubine Chen stop crying, but when she wanted to speak, she lowered her eyes and thought carefully for a moment, but in the end she endured it.

After returning to the palace, Concubine Chen hadn't cried and fainted, and when she stepped off the carriage at the palace gate, she still remembered to thank the queen mother.

"Mother, why don't I accompany you to Zhaoyang Palace to thank you?" Xiao Lu, who got off the carriage first, saw Concubine Chen's crumbling and pale face after getting out of the carriage, Xiao Lu couldn't bear it in her heart and took the initiative to say.

"I'm fine, I'll go to Zhaoyang Palace alone." Concubine Chen, who barely stood firm under the support of the palace maid, looked back at Xiao Lu, who accompanied her out of the palace early in the morning, and her eyes were also red. "Presumably you must be tired today, go back to Yuxiu Palace to rest first."

With that, Concubine Chen took the palace maids around her and turned her head in the direction of Zhaoyang Palace.

Xiao Lu, who was left with a parrot, was still standing in place.

"Celestia, let's go back." Brother Parrot said tentatively to Xiao Lu. "The slave and maid will go back and wait for you to freshen up, so rest early today."

"Forget it, let's go back." Xiao Lu looked at Concubine Chen's distant figure, her mood was very complicated for a while, she stood in place for a long time, sighed and said.

Sure enough, as the doctor said, two days later, the white flags were hung up in the Manchu Mansion of the Marquis of Ding'an, and the news of the death of the old lady of the Marquis of Ding'an was passed into the palace.

Knowing that the old lady of Ding'an Hou had passed away, even though she had been prepared in her heart, Concubine Chen, who suddenly heard the bad news, suddenly got up and shook her body a few times, and fell backwards.

"Mother." Xiao Lu exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Concubine Chen's body, only to find that Concubine Chen had lost a lot of weight.

Xiao Lu was stunned, and scolded the palace maids who were stunned all over the hall.

"What are you all doing in a daze? Don't step forward to help. ”

The palace maids hurriedly rushed up and helped Xiao Lu carry the fainted Concubine Chen back to the inner hall.

Those with fast legs and feet have already run out to call the doctor.

The imperial doctor came in time and diagnosed Concubine Chen's pulse, saying that Concubine Chen was just fainting due to excessive grief, leaving a prescription and leaving.

After Concubine Chen fainted, Xiao Lu was the only master of Yuxiu Palace. Xiao Lu ordered someone to open the window to ventilate the inner hall, and let people go down to boil medicine for Concubine Chen, and then retreated from everyone and stayed on the edge of Concubine Chen's bed.

Looking at Concubine Chen's appearance of falling, Xiao Lu was also very frightened.

Even if the old lady of Ding'an Hou was arrogant all her life, Xiao Lu hated her for planning her marriage, but after all, she was Concubine Chen's biological mother. Xiao Lu has no feelings for this grandmother, but Concubine Chen is not.

"Excuse me, Princess." Xiao Lu looked at Concubine Chen's face and said. "If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to do that."

The old lady of Ding'an Hou passed away, and Deng Hong was the son of Ding'an Hou, even though the wound on his waist and hips had not yet healed. They could only stand up and change into linen filial piety clothes, and knelt in the mourning hall to guard the spirit of the old lady of Ding'anhou.

The location of his wound was special, and it was inevitable that the wound would be pulled when he knelt in front of the spirit, but because there were many people who came to the mourning hall to pay respects, he could only endure the pain and continue to kneel.

"Get up and rest." At noon, there was no one in the mourning hall, and Mrs. Ding'an Hou stopped in front of Deng Hong.

"Mother?" Deng Hong raised his head in astonishment and saw that the person who came was Mrs. Ding'anhou.

"Come on, help the prince get up." Mrs. Ding'an Hou didn't have any ill feelings towards Deng Hong, and when she saw that Deng Hong, who was helped up by the maids, she sweated a lot in pain, and instructed the maids to say. "There are injuries on the body, you should be careful."

"Thank you mother, for your care."

When Aunt Zheng fell out of favor back then, she took Deng Hong to live a difficult life in the house, and Mrs. Ding'an Hou still took care of their mother and son. However, at that time, the old Ding'anhou was still alive, and the person in charge of the house was still the old lady Ding'anhou. Mrs. Ding'anhou has the heart to learn from their mother and son, and Mrs. Ding'anhou, as a daughter-in-law, can only help them.

However, Aunt Zheng and Deng Hong's mother and son are both people who remember their kindness, so even if Aunt Zheng regained power later, she still respected Mrs. Ding'an Hou.

Deng Hong learned Aunt Zheng's business skills, and he had no intention of being a prince. In that year, the sisters-in-law under the knee of Mrs. Ding'an Hou both went, and he was pushed to the position of the prince of Ding'an Hou.

Mrs. Ding'anhou could not relieve the pain of losing her child, so she moved into the courtyard to spend her days in the nunnery.

Deng Hong and Aunt Zheng did not forget to visit from time to time, and instructed their subordinates to take good care of Mrs. Ding'anhou, who seemed to be out of power.

"Kid." In fact, when it came to the matter when her husband and mother-in-law forced her husband and mother-in-law to recognize her husband's eldest son as her own son-in-law, Mrs. Ding'anhou did not hate Aunt Zheng's mother and son. "You have to endure a little more these days, and you will recuperate after your mother-in-law is buried."

"My son is fine, blame me for being angry with my grandmother." Deng Hong was helped to sit on the chair on the side and said guiltily. "The son deserves all these sins."

"Nothing should be." Mrs. Ding'an Hou has been closed in the nunnery for many years, her hair is thick, and her face is much paler than ordinary people. "My mother-in-law has worked hard all her life, so it's not necessarily bad to leave early. Waiting for the funeral to be over, I don't bother to be a director, so I should go back to my nunnery and live well. ”

"Mother, don't go back to the nunnery." Deng Hong said. "My mother is getting older, and the life in the nunnery is not conducive to her health."

"No hindrance, people live a lifetime, and they can't escape a dead word." Mrs. Ding'an Hou held a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and said. "If you beat your two younger brothers, I don't think it's interesting to live. But I also thought that if I really died, your father would marry again, in case he had another son-in-law, I was afraid that your identity would be embarrassing, and life would be like this. ”

"Mother......" Hearing the words of Mrs. Ding'an Hou, Deng Hong couldn't help but cry. It's the son who can't stand you. ”

"My own child is gone, you called my mother for several years, I have to do something for you." Mrs. Ding'an Hou smiled widely. "I occasionally hear others talk about you, and they say that you are very similar to your father, indulging in sensuality, lingering in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, and being a gentleman who can't be helped. I don't want to believe that the child who followed your aunt and called my mother timidly when I was a child could really be such a terrible person. ”