The eighth master was a little surprised, he didn't expect the Chen family to entrust this matter.

"I'm afraid Lord Mao won't be happy, right?" The eighth master frowned slightly. These two have loved each other for a lifetime, and once the Chen family goes, Mao Chengyun will definitely not be willing to marry again.

"I can't hide it from the prince." Chen smiled wryly. She originally wanted to entrust it to Mao Tongtong, but thinking about Mao Tongtong's son, she felt that it was more reliable to entrust it to the eighth master. As for Mao Mingxuan, she didn't think about it at all. Mao Chengyun is stubborn and will not listen to his son's persuasion.

The eighth master is different, not only because of his son-in-law, but also because of his prince. Mao Chengyun was scrupled, and he probably agreed.

"My mother-in-law has a problem for me." The eighth master couldn't help but smile bitterly. I want Mao Tongtong to know about this, but I'm afraid I'm going to be scolded.

"I really don't have anyone to entrust me." Chen said apologetically: "I don't worry about him alone, so I can only make this decision." ”

The eighth master was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" Chan laughed.

"I can only do my best." The eighth master said: "My father-in-law insists on not marrying, and I can't force it." ”

"There is always a better chance of the prince coming forward to persuade him." Chan said.

"Mother-in-law and father-in-law have a deep feeling, and this matter is really difficult." The eighth master shook his head.

While speaking, the imperial doctor had already been invited by Chen Guo, so the eighth master and Chen did not talk again.

After taking the pulse, the doctor came to the same conclusion as the previous doctor. At this moment, everyone was dead.

"Master, don't toss." Chen had a faint smile on his face, and it became more and more uncomfortable to watch.

The eighth master said hard work to the imperial doctor and sent the person out.

"E-niang." Mao Tongtong doesn't know what to say.

This feeling of powerlessness is really bad, she looked at the weak Chen, and then looked at the much older Mao Chengyun, and she was almost suffocated with sadness.

"Good boy, everyone has such a day when they get old. E-Niang just went first. Chen Shi kept laughing, "Take care of you Amma, E-Niang won't have anything to worry about." ”

"I'll take care of Amma!" Mao Tongtong choked up and responded.

"Madam, how can you bear to leave me?" Mao Chengyun finally couldn't hold back his tears!

The boy didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't feel sad. The smile on Chen's face finally couldn't hold back, and tears slipped into the corners of his eyes.

Hongwang and Yaliqi were also brought to Chen's side. The two children knew what was going on, Hongwang could still endure not crying, but Yalich was already crying like a tearful person, holding Chen's hand and not letting go.

Looking at the two grandsons, Chen wanted to squeeze out a smile but couldn't. She tried to open her mouth, but she closed her eyes in a dejected manner, never opening them again.

The words just now had exhausted all her strength. It seems that the breath she has been holding on to is just waiting for Mao Tongtong's arrival.

"E-niang!" Mao Tongtong exclaimed, took a step back in disbelief, and the whole person softened. If it weren't for the eighth master's timely hug, she was afraid that she would have to kneel on the ground.

"Madame!" Mao Cheng also screamed in pain, and with a bit of disbelief, he stretched out his hand to probe the tip of Chen's nose, and the whole person was stunned.

"Hongwang, Yaliqi, kowtow to grandmother." At this time, only the eighth master can still calm down.

The two children were stunned, slowly knelt down and kowtowed to Chen, and the eighth master asked them to take them down.

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; "Tongtong, my mother-in-law has no regrets when she leaves, you, don't be too sad." The eighth master whispered softly in Mao Tongtong's ear.

"E-niang, E-niang......" Mao Tongtong muttered in a low voice, her eyes were already hazy.

She thought that the Chen family would be able to drag on for a few days, and maybe the mother and mother would be able to talk more. But she didn't want her to rush back and see Chen's last time. From then on, she was a motherless child.

The eighth master hugged her and said softly: "Tongtong, you can't fall down now, my father-in-law still wants you to take care of it." ”

It would be sad to know that Mao Tongtong. The pain of losing a loved one is not something that can be relieved in a sentence or two. If you want to make Mao Tongtong come to her senses, you have to find something for her to do. That's why the eighth master reminded such a sentence.

Mao Tongtong really came back to his senses and looked at Mao Chengyun, and saw that the latter had lost his eyes, and he was stunned and only knew how to stare at Chen's body, so he was immediately anxious.

"Amma!" Mao Tongtong called.

"Huh?" Mao Cheng slowly turned his head to look over.

"Amma, E-Niang has gone." Mao Tongtong choked.

"Go?" Mao carries the repetition of muttering.

"Amma, I know you're sad." Mao Tongtong took a deep breath, held Mao Chengyun's arm and said, "E-niang has already gone, we should handle her affairs well and let her go safely." ”

"Tongtong, why did your mother go?" Mao Cheng said in a hoarse voice: "She lost her trust." ”

Mao Tongtong was worried when she heard it, but she still endured her sadness and said: "Ama, E-Niang can't rest assured that you are leaving, you must be strong, you can't fall." ”

"She's gone, how can I be okay." Mao carried out the loss of God.

"Father-in-law, I'll help you go back to rest." The eighth master said: "You haven't had a good rest in the past two days, do you, sleep first, okay?" ”

"Sleep?" Mao Chengyun shook his head, "I can't sleep, I want to accompany Lingxiu." ”

Lingxiu is Chen's maiden name. Mao Carrier almost never called this name in front of outsiders on weekdays. Even the number of times Mao Tongtong has heard it is very limited. At this time, listening to Mao Chengyun's extraordinarily gentle name, Mao Tongtong's nose couldn't help but be sour again.

"Master, let Ama accompany Eniang again." Mao Tongtong said.

Husband and wife who have loved each other for a lifetime, where are they willing to separate at this time.

The eighth master nodded, pulled Mao Tongtong out of the outer room, and called Chen's sticker to ask about the preparations for the future.

Because Chen's illness came suddenly, there was no preparation in the house at all.

Mao Tongtong will be immersed in pain, her brain will not turn anymore, and she will be a little stunned when she sits on the chair next to her.

After listening to the maid's words, the eighth master frowned slightly, and called the chief housekeeper in the house again and asked him to hurry up and prepare. After thinking about it, he asked Chen Guo to go back to his house and call Mama Guo to help.

After he finished speaking, he glanced back at Mao Tongtong, and couldn't help sighing, and stepped forward to pull the person up and hugged him into his arms, "Tongtong, cry if you want to cry, you are here." ”

"Woo woo woo ......" Mao Tongtong hugged the eighth master and finally cried.

It's just that the voice is still a little suppressed, and the cry makes people's hearts tremble.

"Master, I don't have a mother. Woo woo, I don't have a mother. Mao Tongtong was crying and muttering to herself, listening to the eighth master's heart, stroking her back and slowly coaxing, "Ye knows, Ye knows." I will accompany you in the future. ”

I don't know how long I stood there, Mao Tongtong's voice gradually lowered, and the eighth master hugged the person away to take a look, but found that she was asleep.

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