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After the Ling family was taken back to the capital, they lived a life of fear every day.

Chu Liang's scumbag is not her son at all, what if she wants to make a move on herself?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, but the Ling family didn't have any way, she couldn't even go to the old marquis for help, after all, the old marquis was Chu Liang's grandfather, even if he knew that the cheap breed was not a descendant, but for the sake of the entire Dingbei Marquis Mansion, he would definitely not make the decision for himself.

In the blink of an eye, another three months passed, just in time for Ling's birthday.

Pan'er and his wife took Xiaobao and Yuxiu to the Hou Mansion in a carriage, and the Ling family was Chu Liang's biological mother anyway, even if there was a mustard between the mother and son, the due etiquette must be fulfilled.

The house has been bustling since early in the morning, and firecrackers are set off outside the door.

The housekeeper also specially built a porridge shed to give porridge to the beggars on the street.

The family entered the small courtyard where the Ling family lived, and as soon as they reached the main hall, they were stopped by a young maid.

I saw that the little girl was full of embarrassment, and she sighed for a long time before she spoke:

"The old lady is a little tired, she doesn't want to toss, and is resting in the house."

Hearing this, Pan'er couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, glanced at Chu Liang, and saw that the corners of the man's mouth were tightly pursed, and she couldn't help sighing.

The soft white little hand tugged at Chu Liang's cuffs, and Pan'er lowered her voice:

"You go in and take a look, and if you really can't get over it in your heart, explain the misunderstanding clearly."

The man's forehead was bruised, and his eagle eyes showed a little hesitation, and he stood there for a long time without moving.

"Since the old lady is unwell, let's go back to the waste village first."

After the words fell, Chu Liang turned around and walked out of the door with his head held high.

The little maid with a tender face was very puzzled when she saw the back of General Dingbei leaving.

Obviously, the general is also a pure filial person, but the old lady does not cherish this mother-son relationship at all, people's hearts are not made of stones, but why can't the old lady's heart be warm?

Pan'er swept the maid's expression, and could roughly guess what she was thinking.

The little woman held Yuxiu in her arms, looked around, didn't see Xiaobao, obviously just entered the yard together, and didn't know where this kid went crazy.

"Call a few maids to find the little master."

For the general's wife's orders, the servants in the Hou Mansion naturally did not dare to disobey them, and after a sigh, they quickly looked around.

In the master bedroom.

Ling sat on the Eight Immortals Chair, his eyes were red, and his whole person was like a wooden stake, and he didn't move.

I heard a creak, and the carved wooden door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and the little baby came in through the crack in the door.

Raising his eyelids, Ling saw Xiaobao and didn't mean to pay attention to him at all.

The child ran to her side, and with a little childishness in his voice, asked:

"Grandmother, why don't you see us? Father is sad......"

Ling's lips were pursed tightly, not believing what Xiaobao said at all.

Chu Liang is a child brought back by his father from outside, and he has nothing to do with him, so how can he affect his mood because of such a trivial matter?

"My mother also asked my father, saying that I want to explain the misunderstanding clearly, what misunderstanding, why doesn't Xiaobao know?"

The atrium trembled violently, and Ling turned his head, staring at Xiao Bao with a very terrifying appearance.

Xiaobao didn't know what the Ling family had done before, and only regarded her as the grandmother who loved her, so she didn't have any fear at all, but took the initiative to take a few steps forward and hugged Ling's arm affectionately.

"What else did your mother say?"

Xiaobao opened his mouth, and just as he wanted to say something, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Old lady, the slave maid is here to pick up the little master."

The maid took Xiaobao away, but Ling's mind couldn't calm down for a long time.

She couldn't help but recall the process of dripping blood to recognize relatives, Chu Hao seemed to say that the result of dripping blood recognition does not mean anything.

Flustered, Ling endured it for three days, and finally couldn't help it.

She sent someone to invite Ge Zhichuan.

Old man Ge hurriedly came to the Hou Mansion, at first he thought that Ling was sick, but when he saw people, he found that this old woman had a ruddy complexion, full of qi and blood, and did not look like she was weak at all.

"What is the old lady looking for Ge?"

Ling asked bluntly:

"Is it useful to drop blood for relatives?"

Ge Zhichuan pinched his beard and sneered:

"Naturally, it's useless, even if it's a mother and son, the blood flowing in the body will be different, if you follow your father, won't the blood melt together?"

With a buzzing sound, Ling never doubted whether Ge Zhichuan's words were true or false.

A miracle doctor like this, who thinks highly of himself, disdains to lie, and even he says so, does it mean that Chu Liang is her son who was born with hard work in October, rather than a wild seed brought back from outside?

Knowing the truth of the matter, Ling was stunned and burst into tears.

Recalling what happened during this period of time, she was like a demon, because the so-called blood test completely exhausted the friendship between mother and son.

Endless remorse swelled up in his heart, and the Ling family did not have the face to see Chu Liang.

She asked the craftsman to build a Buddhist hall in the small courtyard, and recited scriptures in the Buddhist hall every day.

It was only when confronted with the Buddha that Ling would truly feel liberated.

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Compared with the Ling family, Ling Yueniang's situation is not so good.

Chu Liang didn't ask for Ling Yueniang's life, but just asked Ling Yueniang to be locked in the old mansion, carefully guarded, and didn't let people leave.

The women of the Daye Dynasty generally get married in fifteen or sixteen, Ling Yueniang met someone unladylike before, had a miscarriage, and injured her body, plus her body bones are a little weaker than ordinary people, so that at the age of twenty years, she looks very old, with fine lines at the corners of her eyes, sunken cheeks, and has become a lot meaner.

The woman looked forward to being able to walk out of the Ling family every day, but the two rough mothers-in-law who were guarding outside the courtyard stared at her with good eyes, and even a fly couldn't get out of this courtyard, let alone Ling Yueniang, a big living person.

Although the first days were not easy, the Ling family still came to take a look at her from time to time.

But after Chu Liang took the Ling family back to Beijing, there was only one master left in the Ling family's old mansion, Ling Yueniang.

said that he was the master, but in fact, he was not as good as the lowest minions in the yard.

At least people come and go freely, and they don't have to be locked up in an old house like livestock, and they can't take a single step.

Ling Yueniang cried and made trouble at first, and she even thought of using hangings to blackmail her mother-in-law.

But these two old things don't care about Ling Yueniang's life or death at all, anyway, the explanation from the capital is not to let women leave the old mansion, and it doesn't matter whether they are dead or alive.

Ling Yueniang hung the white silk on the beam of the room and stepped on the round stool.

But when she saw the two mothers-in-law and the maid playing cards in the yard, the indifferent look made her hesitate.

Ling Yueniang didn't really want to die, and after making sure that no one would pay attention to it, the woman walked down from the round stool and lay on the head of the bed crying silently.

"I really thought that Miss could have a little backbone and die directly!"

"Where is she willing to die? If we do die, we will save trouble......"

The two mothers-in-law swallowed melon seeds in their mouths, calculated the time, and saw the sun hanging high in the sky, so they went to the kitchen to bring food and sent it to the bedroom.

Ling Yueniang was tired of crying, walked to the table, sat on the round stool, and swallowed it in a big gulp, as if venting her anger.

There is no shortage of money in the old house, and the mother-in-law did not deduct her from Ling Yueniang's food, but the meals were not as exquisite as before, like the kind of fat and thin stew, which was directly packed in a small pot, and did not add any vegetarian dishes, and sent it to Ling Yueniang.

Ling Yueniang held her breath in her heart, and she ate more.

She eats like this day after day, in just three years, the whole person has gained more than 40 pounds, and her facial features are squeezed and deformed by the fat on her face, where can you still see the delicate appearance back then?

When the mothers-in-law saw Ling Yueniang like this, they were all frightened.

Fortunately, this situation lasted not for a short time, and the people in the old mansion were used to it, but no one stopped Ling Yueniang.

As Ling Yueniang's brother-in-law, Ling Yuanwen still remembered this sister in his heart, but it was a pity that he had been staying in the border city before and couldn't get out at all, so he didn't take Ling Yueniang to his side and take care of him personally.

Finally rushed back to Yingchuan, Ling Yuanwen saw the woman for the first time, and he didn't recognize it. Fortunately, Ling Yueniang's voice did not change, and only after the surprise in her heart gradually faded did Ling Yuanwen accept her sister's appearance.

Seeing Ling Yuanwen, Ling Yueniang felt as if she had seen a savior.

She has been no different from the walking dead in the past three years, and she can only stay in a small courtyard all day long, who can understand the bitterness in her heart?

When Ling Yuanwen came here, the mother-in-law didn't dare to go against this cousin, so they no longer took care of Ling Yueniang.

In the main hall.

Ling Yueniang gnawed her elbows, her mouth was full of oil, and she said with a full temperament:

"Brother, I'm almost thirty, you have to find me a husband quickly."

Hearing this, Ling Yuanwen looked at Ling Yueniang's face full of meat, her eyes, which were not too big, had been squeezed into a thin slit by the flesh at this moment, which was completely different from before.

"I ...... Exert oneself. ”

Ling Yueniang is no longer a twenty-eight-year-old girl, she is nearly thirty years old, and because of a miscarriage, she can no longer be pregnant, such a woman is not easy to find a husband, but Ling Yueniang's vision is high, don't be poor, don't be ugly, don't have no talent.

Ling Yuanwen grew up in the capital since he was a child, and he didn't stay in Yingchuan for a long time, and he didn't know the local young talents.

What's more, real young talents can't look down on today's Ling Yueniang at all.

Just kept stumbling, Ling Yueniang finally stopped tossing, and with a very rich dowry, she married a young and handsome poor talent.

I thought I had found a good home, but I didn't think that Xiucai turned out to be a heavenly eunuch, Ling Yueniang naturally didn't do it, and clamored to reconcile, Xiucai was not a vegetarian, so she directly used a kitchen knife to cut the woman's face, tossed it for a long time, and then completely separated.

Ling Yueniang experienced such an experience, seeing the hideous scar on her face like a centipede, she no longer dared to go out, crying at home all day long, and lived like this for the rest of her life.