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The bride stepped out of the red sedan chair wearing a red hijab, Zheng Qizhi stood on his house, put his hands in front of him, and looked at his bride with a proud face. The guests on the side ran to congratulate, the sound of firecrackers also came and went, the children laughed, the adults flattered, the gongs and drums in front of the Zheng Mansion were noisy, and it was very lively, but for Zheng Boyou, who was not far away, it seemed to be silent at the moment, he couldn't hear anything, he could only see the red in the darkness, his eyebrows were tightened together, his hands were clenched tightly, and the whole person was also fixed in place.

The breeze lifted the bride's big red hijab, and the pale face could be seen from under the floating hijab, a woman he was familiar with and could not forget, and the bright eyes and teeth of Twenty-seven were like when she married him that day, and her appearance seemed to have not changed at all for so many years. He thought that he didn't remember the appearance of Twenty-seven on the day he got married, but now that he looked at her, he realized that he hadn't forgotten it at all, and he could remember it so deeply, even after getting drunk that night, Twenty-seven couldn't forget the slight gasping in his ears, Zheng Boyou's expression was very painful, and his hands were clenched together.

"Uncle Zheng?" The attendant shouted.

"Huh?" Zheng Boyou suddenly came back to his senses and asked.

"Let's go, shall we? Staying here can only add trouble to Uncle Zheng! The entourage comforted, he could see that Zheng Boyou's expression was wrong, but he didn't know what the reason why he looked so pale, and thought that it was because he watched Zheng Qizhi seize the position of Zheng Bozhi and enjoy the rights and status that should belong to him.

"Hmm......" Zheng Boyou nodded, turned around and slowly moved forward, the reason why he stayed here was just to take another look at the old lady, he should have put it down a long time ago, right? The corners of Zheng Boyou's mouth floated with a bitter smile, which lingered for a long time, because the bitter taste couldn't be swallowed for a long time.

Twenty-seven's hijab was lifted by the strong wind, she subconsciously twisted her head, and saw Zheng Boyou's thin back, her hand twitched slightly, her brows were tightly locked, she bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were full of tears, she took a deep breath, and then bit her saliva, the wind dissipated, and the hijab sank again, blocking the sad Twenty-seven, no one could see that the bride was not happy at all today.

Zheng Boyou walked a few steps, stopped, and turned his head to look at the twenty-seven wearing hijab, he couldn't see anything anymore, he smiled to himself, he didn't know what he was still looking forward to, sighed and walked forward, at that moment Zheng Boyou even silently swore in his heart that he would never look back from now on.

But he still couldn't.

The Zheng Mansion is very lively, the guests come and go, the doors are like a market, the gifts sent by the guests have been piled up like a hill, and the red gift boxes are piled up in one place like a hot fire jumping. There were many voices inside and outside the courtyard, and the people who came to Daoxi couldn't disperse for a long time, but the backyard seemed to be quiet and abnormal, Zheng Boyou tiptoed from the back wall and walked straight towards the old lady's house in the backyard, he knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered inside.

"Mother?" Zheng Boyou whispered, his brows furrowed, his heart tightened, the ominous feeling quickly swelled and invaded all his thoughts, he didn't want to push open the room in the back room, the candle flame had faded, and it was pitch black, but what couldn't be hidden was a strong smell of blood, Zheng Boyou blurted out again, "Mother? He subconsciously touched the fire fold on his body, wanting to light the room again.

"Uncle Zheng!" The entourage grabbed Zheng Boyou, "We just came to take a look at Madame, since we know that Madame has ......" He said that he was a little stuck, but he still said, "We should go, we still have the king's will on our backs!" If something goes wrong here, I'm afraid that the next thing will be a wrong step, a wrong step! ”

Zheng Boyou didn't feel the fire fold from his body, so he shook his head and patted the chest of his entourage with his hand, "Fire!" ”

"Uncle Zheng!" The attendant shouted.

"Is there an unusual fire in this room?" Zheng Boyou stared at his entourage with cold eyes, and by the reflection of the moonlight, a cold light shot towards this person, startled him, and he stepped back suddenly, and slowly took out the fire fold from his body and handed it to Zheng Boyou's hand, Zheng Boyou lit the candlestick in the room, the orange light quickly lit up the room, and the old lady had already died in a pool of blood, holding a sharp blade in her hand, stabbed into her chest, and lay on the bed calmly.

"Mother......" Zheng Boyou shouted in a trembling voice, and the next one seemed to be louder, he ran in the direction of his mother, but was hugged tightly from behind by his entourage, and covered his mouth with his hand, "Uncle Zheng! The overall situation is important! ”

Zheng Boyou shook his head vigorously and looked at his entourage, "Why?" Why is this happening? ”

"The old lady may ...... I feel sorry for Uncle Zheng, so I ......" the entourage said bitterly, inevitably with a long sigh, "But if the second master knows that you are back, I am afraid that someone will follow you, so that the things entrusted by the king will be ......."

"But I ......" Zheng Boyou pointed to himself, his painful expression condensed, "But I just don't do anything, what kind of son am I?" ”

"The old lady will be considerate of you!" The entourage said, dragging Zheng Boyou back a lot, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions, and he would do something stupid tonight, Zheng Boyou took two or three steps back, his hands were propped up on the table, he lowered his head, his hands supported his body, and the whole person trembled in pain, "I shouldn't have come back!" ......He shook his head, feeling a stinging pain in his heart that made people spasm, and his gaze was fixed on a white cloth full of ink, which seemed to be the old lady's suicide note.

Zheng Boyou saw this white cloth from the beginning to the end, Zheng Boyou has been more sensible than Zheng Qizhi since he was a child, he doesn't fight or grab anything, Zheng Qizhi likes to be coquettish and willful, and will do whatever it takes to get what he wants, parents always can't watch their children suffer, Zheng Boyou doesn't cry or make trouble, and the old lady thinks he doesn't care.

Zheng Qizhi gradually grew up, his ambition gradually swelled, his tentacles stretched to the position of Zheng Bo, and Zheng Boyou went to the pickaxe capital for a few years without thinking of returning, the old lady thought that Zheng Boyou was not interested in this Zheng Bozhi's position, Zheng Qizhi wanted, why not give it to him?

But only now did she know that she was wrong, and it was so wrong. Since childhood, this pampering has made Zheng Qizhi have to get everything he wants, even if it is to pay the price of Zheng Boyou's life, even if it is to ask Zheng Boyou to have nothing...... He snatched Twenty-seven, snatched Zheng Bo's position, and now wants to snatch Zheng Boyou's prestige among the people and ministers, he is too ambitious, and this ambition makes this old lady feel afraid.

He tried his best to get Twenty-seven, but after getting the position of Uncle Zheng, he abandoned it, if it weren't for Twenty-Seven fighting to the death, Zheng Qizhi might not turn back. Not only that, but he even instructed the doctor to do something that was contrary to Zheng Boyou's previous policy, and once he was dissatisfied, he put all the blame on the doctor. They even searched everywhere for names, and put former officials on death row, either killing people or raping women...... In short, the people and gods who say the name must be angry, and he will become a good person who does the right thing for heaven.

Now that she is married to Twenty-seven, some are like it, some are helpless, and the old lady who is a mother can't tell the difference. She doesn't resent Twenty-Seven, because her choice can't be said to be wrong, and staying with a man who doesn't love her and waiting for unknown happiness is a deep torture for any woman.

The old lady didn't see Twenty-Seven because she didn't know how she was going to face Twenty-seven, so instead of seeing each other, it was better to scold her like that! The old lady wrote at the end of her letterhead that her parting can only make Zheng Qizhi's road easier and easier in the future, so there is no need to feel sad for her death, as for those who owe Zheng Boyou, if there is still a chance in the next life, she will pay it back, right?

Zheng Boyou couldn't cry anymore when he read the whole letter, and kept shaking his head, "You didn't feel sorry for me, where are you sorry for me...... Mother...... Why don't you understand, no matter where Kaizhi and I go, you are always our mother! ”

"Master," the entourage said, "Let's mourn and change, people can't be resurrected after death, the old lady does this because she feels good in her heart, if you are caught by Zheng Qizhi because of her, I'm afraid it is...... The old lady's spirit in heaven can't be calm! ”

"Let me be quiet?" Zheng Boyou said bitterly at the entourage in front of him.

"But......" The entourage wanted to persuade Zheng Boyou, but he said, "I know who I am and what I am doing, don't worry!" I'll take care of the overall situation, I just want to hang on to my mother! This time, I'm afraid that there is no way to come and see her old man on this day every year! ”

"Master, then you must hold back!" The attendant said.

"Don't worry!" Zheng Boyou patted his entourage on the shoulder, "You go out first!" I'm alone. ”

"Yes!" The entourage withdrew from the room, walked towards the courtyard wall of the backyard, whispered out, and waited for Zheng Boyou under the courtyard wall, but he didn't expect that this waiting, he didn't wait for Zheng Boyou to come out of this place again. Zheng Boyou inside hung for a long time, listening to the sound of the guests outside the door has gradually decreased, and finally the entire Zheng Mansion has returned to tranquility, and no one is noisy anymore.

"Mother......" Zheng Qizhi's voice came in from outside the room, which made Zheng Qizhi's whole body tense, and he almost subconsciously blew out the candle, but his reason didn't let him do this, just stood there quietly, without saying a word, his hand was tightly clenched on the long sword on his waist, if Zheng Qizhi really came in, he couldn't take care of the brotherhood, so he had to chop it hard!

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