Lu Mingxi's condition did not improve, seeing that people were getting thinner and thinner day by day while lying on the bed, even the third mother-in-law, who usually had the best temper, couldn't help but get angry, sat in Lu Mingxi's room, and looked at Lu Mingxi seriously: "Child, I know that you feel uncomfortable, but it's really not a way to go on like this." We are mothers, you don't care about others, you have to take care of your children, don't you say? ”

Shao Mingzi sat in the room.

Lately, she's like a different person.

In the past, it was hard to be lively and extroverted at home, but now it has changed.

It's worse than when I just came back from the Shao family, when I came back from the Shao family, although I was introverted and didn't like to talk, I still pestered my mother at that time and believed in my mother.

But now, the light in Shao Mingzi's eyes is gone.

The third mother-in-law sometimes asked her what to say, and she was also dumbfounded.

After the third mother-in-law said this, she shouted to Shao Mingzi: "Child, come, come here." ”

Now Shao Mingzi is like a doll with no emotion, and when she heard the third mother-in-law say this, she stepped forward with a little crampedness and leaned on the third mother-in-law.

The third mother-in-law pulled her to the bedside and asked her softly, "Child, do you want your mother to get better soon?" ”

Shao Mingzi nodded vigorously: "Yes." ”

"Good boy." The third mother-in-law praised and whispered to her closer: "You talk to your mother, let your mother get better as soon as possible." ”

Shao Mingzi looked at the mother lying on the bed, the previous mother was beautiful and shiny, and it looked like people wanted to get close, but now the mother looked pale and thin, and even her cheeks were sunken.

She looked at it, and suddenly she burst into tears.

Shao Mingzi was out of breath crying, as if there were countless grievances in her heart.

The third mother-in-law was distressed and hurriedly walked out with the child in her arms.

When she returned to her room, she asked Shao Mingzi in a low voice: "Is it because you see your mother sick, so you feel sad?" ”

Shao Mingzi nodded.

The third mother-in-law sighed, and she didn't know what to say, so she could only comfort her carefully.

Not only is the Lu family uncomfortable, but in fact, the Feng family is also sad.

Old Madam Feng sat in the Buddhist hall for a while, and after she came out, she asked her daughter-in-law, "Where is Ah Yao?" ”

Speaking of Feng Yao, Mrs. Feng's face was not very good-looking, and she sighed deeply: "What about this, I feel distressed these days, every day. It's like losing your soul. ”

Feng Yao hasn't been home much lately.

The more this was the case, the more uncomfortable Mrs. Feng felt in her heart.

Old Madam Feng's eyelids were heavy, but she still said in a deep voice: "That's it, it's inevitable that he will be sad in his heart, let him be quiet for a while." ”

That's all there is to it, Mrs. Feng thought to herself.

At this time, Feng Yao was sitting in the Baoding Building.

It was pouring rain outside, and he sat alone on the terrace, and soon got wet.

Xiao Er brought refreshments up, and seeing that he was so depressed, he hurriedly pulled him into the house: "Ouch my lord, it's raining so heavily, you should come into the house!" What should I do if I get sick? ”

Feng Yao's gaze fell on him, as if he was looking at him, but he didn't seem to look at him at all, and after a long while, he hesitated to speak: "What about your pillar?" ”

It's asking Cui Minglou.

Xiao Er went to find a towel and came over to wipe his hair, while sighing: "Our master hasn't been here for a few days, and he's been busy lately." ”

King Lu's funeral, I don't know what Emperor Yongchang thought, and finally handed it over to the Ministry of Rites and Cui Minglou to jointly handle it.

Since he took over the errand, Cui Minglou has to do it well, he has been helping to formulate the regulations and staring at those etiquette in the Ministry of Rites these days, and he has not come back for a while.

But looking at Feng Yao's appearance, Xiao Er thought about it, and still asked tentatively: "My lord, why don't we go and talk to the master?" ”

It's not always like this.

Feng Yao was silent for a moment and shook his head: "No need. ”

Even if Cui Minglou is found in this matter, there is no way, it is just to add to everyone's troubles, since it is useless to look for him, why bother?

His mood was really not very good, Xiao Er thought about it, but he still found the shopkeeper, and after talking about Feng Yao's situation, he looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Or, let's find someone to talk to the little prince?" Lord Feng is the little prince's best friend, if the little prince knows about us in the future and doesn't report it, I'm afraid he will blame it in the future. ”

That's right.

The shopkeeper understands very well in his heart, over the years, the little prince has been cold and lonely, saying that the prince is noble, but in fact, there are only two people who come and go around him, Feng Yao and Tang Wanzhou.

And Tang Wanzhou didn't know why she suddenly broke up with His Highness, so there was only one Lord Feng left by His Highness's side, and there was already so little, and there could be no less.

He sighed and glanced upstairs: "You go and keep an eye on it, I'll have someone go and inform His Highness." ”

Xiao Er hurriedly agreed.

The shopkeeper asked people to send a message to Yuanshan, and after the order, he sighed and walked inside, and at a glance saw a person who had not been seen for a long time, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and blurted out and shouted: "Lord Tang!" ”

Hey, what a rarity!

How long has it been since Tang Wanzhou came?

Originally, the relationship between Tang Wanzhou and the little prince was the best, and there was a room for Lord Tang here in Baoding Building all the year round, but I don't know what happened between Lord Tang and His Royal Highness, Lord Tang has not been here for a long time, and now that he is here, the shopkeeper was overjoyed: "Do you want to eat today, or do you want to live in a hotel?" ”

Tang Wanzhou glanced at him and asked in a deep voice, "Lord Feng is here?" ”

Oh, it turned out to be for Feng Yao's business!

The shopkeeper suddenly realized, and nodded hurriedly: "Here, on the third floor, or in His Highness's room, the villain will take you up." ”

"Not necessarily." Tang Wanzhou shook his head with a faint expression: "I'll go up myself, you send some wine and food, I have something to tell Master Feng." ”

When the shopkeeper heard him say this, he stopped moving, nodded hurriedly, and watched him go upstairs, then turned around and hurriedly asked the kitchen to prepare wine and food and send them to the third floor.

At the same time, he couldn't help but be a little strange: "Lord Tang came here this time, just to find Lord Feng?" Then if His Highness comes down later."

If Cui Minglou came over, wouldn't he have to run into Tang Wanzhou?

I don't know what kind of conflict these two people are making, they won't fight when they meet, right?

If you can get the words out of your mind, that's a good thing

He was so preoccupied that he couldn't help but lean against the cabinet and look at the upstairs lamp and sigh.

Young people!