"What is the little marquis thinking?" In Yichun Building, Mingxiang's waist is like a water snake, and he can't wait to climb his body on Wan Zi'an.

Wan Zi'an didn't make a sound, peeled a grape from Mingxiang, took it in his mouth, and fed it to his lips.

Seeing that Wan Zi didn't speak, Mingxiang didn't get up, and the pink fist gently slapped Wan Zi'an's chest, and said coquettishly; "Isn't the little marquis thinking about his wife?"

"What do you want her to do? A wooden beauty, how can you be as amorous as you. Wan Zi'an hooked his lips and pinched Mingxiang's waist, Mingxiang ate and laughed, hiding while begging for mercy; It's not too early, the little marquis will go to bow with the son-in-law of Master Zhang's family early in the morning, so let Mingxiang serve you and rest early. ”

Wan Zi'an wrapped his long arms and hugged her whole waist, the fragrance of tea was full of softness, and the onion-like fingers stroked Wan Zi'an's chest, smiling delicately; "Little Hou Ye, don't mess around, Ming'er of the province ran out of strength when he bowed, and then fell off the horse."

"Little hooves," Wan Zi'an patted Mingxiang's buttocks and chuckled; "Even if Ye Ming'er falls off the horse, Ye will clean you up first tonight!"

As soon as Wan Zi'an finished speaking, he tore off Mingxiang's clothes and pressed it to the collapse.

A room of spring.

Early in the morning, Qingzhou got up very early, she first went to Ning's yard, served her mother-in-law to get up, and after Ning's washed, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked towards the old lady's yard together.

As soon as I arrived at Wan Mu's yard, I saw that Wen had arrived, since Wan Chongshan said that to himself that night, Qingzhou would always feel inexplicably ashamed in front of Wen Minyi, at this time I saw my aunt, Qingzhou was just about to bow down, Wen Minyi had already helped her up with a smile.

After Wan Mu got up, Ning and Wen personally took the bowl from the maid's hand and served her mother-in-law to rinse her mouth together, while Qingzhou had already twisted a hot handkerchief and sent it to Wan Mu with both hands.

Wan's mother glanced at her granddaughter-in-law and asked herself, since this child passed through the door, she has always adhered to filial piety to her elders, and she keeps to herself every day, no matter how picky she is, she can't find out that she is not coming.

"Did Zi'an come back last night?" Wan Mu asked towards the light boat.

Qingzhou shook his head.

"You're his wife, just let him do it, and don't care?" Wan Mu frowned, looking at Qingzhou standing there with a slender body, only to feel bored in her heart, "You have been through the door for a year, and there has been no movement in your stomach until now, you are Zi'an's yuan, you want to think of something, take Zi'an's heart over, and give birth to a son and a half daughter for our family as soon as possible." ”

Although Wan Mu said this to Qingzhou, Wen Minyi's face was hot when she heard it, so she had to take a step back.

Hearing Wan Mu say this, Qingzhou's heart swelled with an unspeakable bitterness, she didn't make a sound, only ridiculed by her grandmother.

"Mother, my daughter-in-law has already thought about it these days, if we don't take a concubine for Zi'an to come back, it's not a matter for Zi'an to always run out every day." Ning said, glanced at Qingzhou dissatisfied, only complained that she couldn't tie her husband, and she didn't shy away from it, and directly in front of Qingzhou, she said about Wan Zi'an's concubine.

When Wan Mu heard this, she also knew that with the title of Wanzhong Mountain, even Wan Zi'an was also stained, just the title of "Xinyang Hou" was enough to make those famous ladies excited, and they couldn't wait to sharpen their heads and drill into the Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion, even if Wan Zi'an was already a wife, even if it was a concubine, it was enough to make those ordinary ladies of the Beijing official family rush to it.

At this time, seeing her daughter-in-law mention this matter, Wan Mu knew that Ning already had a favorite candidate in her heart, she frowned slightly, and said to Qingzhou; "You also heard your mother's words, if you don't fight for yourself, your grandmother and your mother will have to give Zi An a few concubines back, and start a branch for the family as soon as possible."

"Granddaughter-in-law understands." Qingzhou's voice was very soft, and she did not have the fear when her wife heard that her husband had taken a concubine.

Seeing her like this, Wan Mu sighed, she didn't want to say any more, so she only let someone pass breakfast and sit down with her two daughters-in-law.

Qingzhou stood aside, she didn't sit down, only served the elders according to the rules, she served a bowl of porridge, first sent to Wan Mu, and then a bowl, just about to give it to Ning, when she saw the housekeeper hurriedly ran in from outside with a panicked face, seeing him like this, Wan Mu should be the first to reprimand; "What kind of system is it that is panicked?"

The butler swallowed, his face turned pale, and he spoke; "Old lady Qiqi, something happened to the young master!"

As soon as his words fell, Ning Shi had already stood up and spoke in a trembling voice at the butler; "What's wrong with Zi'an?"

"The young master bowed with a few sons early in the morning and fell off the horse"

When Qingzhou heard this, her fingers trembled suddenly, and a bowl of hot porridge spilled out, scalding the back of her hand. Ning's body was weak, and he had to be supported by the maid to stand still.

Wan Mu's eyes shook violently, and she said to the housekeeper; "What happened to Zi'an?"

"The young master has already been carried back now, and the old slave doesn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly comes to talk to the old lady about this matter."

"My son" Ning's voice trembled, tears were already pouring out of his eyes, and he only let the maid support him and hurried towards his son's yard.

Wan Mu's legs and feet were inconvenient, and she just wanted to let her mother pick herself up, but she saw that Wen had stepped forward quickly, helped her mother-in-law's arm, and Qingzhou's face was as pale as snow, and she also put down the bowl, and she didn't care about the injury on the back of her hand, so she helped Wan Mu with Wen, and walked towards Wan Zi'an's yard together.

Wan Zi'an's house was already full of people, doctors, medicine boys, grandmothers, maids in and out, everyone's faces were panicked, and they didn't even dare to come out.

Wan Mu led Wen and Qingzhou to guard in the hall, and Ning's cries came from time to time in the back room, which made people feel even more uneasy in their ears when they heard it.

Seeing the doctor come out of the house, Wan Mu's eyelids jumped, and she suddenly spoke; "What's wrong?"

"Old lady, the little marquis fell on his head when he fell from his horse, and the current situation is really" The doctor didn't dare to say anything more when he said this.

"I don't care what you do, you have to save my grandson! Zi'an is the only blood in the Wan family, and he must not make any mistakes! Wan Mu let Wen stand up, her eyes were red, and she screamed hoarsely at the doctor.

"Old lady, there is really no way to do it, the little marquis is noble, the old lady should quickly send someone to invite the marquis of Zhenyuan back." The doctor arched his hand, and the implication was that Wan Zi'an had died.

Wan Mu's face turned pale, her body suddenly trembled back two steps, the maids and grandmothers hurriedly stepped forward to support her body, Wan Mu's face was like ashes, her lips trembled uncontrollably, but she couldn't speak.

"Come on, quickly send someone to invite the Hou Ye back home." Wen Minyi immediately made a decision, and instructed his subordinates, Wan Chongshan is not in Beijing these days, but going to Luzhou to train soldiers, even if he receives the news, it will take at least two or three days on the road to rush back.

Qingzhou also had a white face, she was cold, looking at those people who came in and out, and even gave birth to a trance, not knowing where she was, until Forsythia quietly stepped forward, carefully held her hand, and whispered to her; "Miss, don't be afraid, Uncle will be fine."

Qingzhou didn't know if she was scared or something else, she just stood there motionless, she didn't know how long she had been guarding, until Ning's terrible cry came from the back room, which made her wake up from her trance.

Wan's mother also heard her daughter-in-law's cry, she trembled and wanted to stand up, but her legs and feet didn't seem to be called by herself, and even a few grandmothers joined forces, but they couldn't help her up from the chair.

"Old lady, the little marquis, he just died." A grandmother walked out of the back room with tears in her eyes and knelt down with a "plop" at Wan Mu.

As soon as Mama's words fell, the servants in a room all cried, kneeling down towards Wan Muqi, Wan Mu was in tears, only trembling her fingers, calling her grandson's milk name on the one hand, and rushing towards Wan Zi'an's house, several maids and Mama held her arm, and just entered the inner room, Wan Mu fell on her grandson, only crying with Ning's heartbreak, dead and alive.

"Miss" forsythia six gods have no owner, and they also shed tears with everyone, she looked towards Qingzhou, but she couldn't understand why her own young lady was so hard, this just became Mrs. Hou, she has never enjoyed a day's blessings, and there is no son and a half daughter under her knees, Wan Zi'an is so gone, so that Qingzhou became a widow at a young age, how should the future be good?

Qingzhou heard Forsythia's call, she moved her lips, but before she could speak, she felt that her eyes were dark, and the two grandmothers were frightened to step forward quickly, and together with Forsythia helped her to sit down on the chair, Qingzhou regained some consciousness, listening to the cries around her, only to feel like she was falling into the abyss, as if she had fallen into a nightmare.

"Miss, are you alright?" Forsythia squatted in front of her and kept calling her.

"Forsythia," Qingzhou's eyes condensed slightly, she stretched out her fingers to hook away the tears on her cheeks for Forsythia, her voice was weak, but she still spit out a few words very clearly; "Don't cry, it's fate."

This is her Chen Qingzhou's life.

I still remember that when she first married Chongxi in the General's Mansion, she already knew that she was afraid that she would be a widow, and then Wan Zi'an recovered day by day, she only thought that she didn't need to be widowed anymore, but she didn't think that now, she still became a widow after all.

When Wanzhongshan rushed back to Beijing, it was already three days later.

Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion hung with white flags, the door of the house was also replaced with white lanterns, Wanzhong Mountain's eyes were dark, looking at the full white, thinking of the nephew who died early, the man slowly closed his eyes, and pressed down the pain, he didn't stop, just stepped into the mourning hall, and saw that the hall was full of kneeling people, and in front of Wan Zi'an's coffin, there was a woman, pale and weak, that was a light boat.