Hua Rong's funeral was very low-key.

Jiang Yunfei has been staying in the mourning hall, not eating or sleeping, Yueqing has never seen him cry, but the bloodshot under his eyes is getting heavier and heavier day by day, and blue and black stubble appears on his chin, and the whole person looks like he is about to break.

He asked Yueqing to buy a lot of paper money back, and then fold it into ingots and burn it with his own hands.

If there is an afterlife, he hopes that she will have no worries about food and clothing, and that she will be rich and worry-free.

Hua Rong's cemetery was chosen on a hill east of Yizhou City.

From the mountain, you can see the entire Yizhou City, you can blow the river breeze, and you can also see the official road that must be passed in and out of Yizhou.

In the future, every time Jiang Yunfei goes out, he can also see the flowers.

After Hua Rong was buried, Jiang Yunfei sat in the cemetery all night, and only returned home the next morning.

Yueqing was worried that she didn't sleep all night, and when she saw Jiang Yunfei coming back, she immediately greeted her.

Under the cold morning light, Jiang Yunfei's sideburns refracted wisps of silver light.

He had just arrived and had gray hair overnight!

Yueqing was so shocked that she couldn't speak, but the next moment she heard Jiang Yunfei say: "She has already arranged a back road for you, you go back, go back and run that shop well." ”

Jiang Yunfei's voice was very hoarse, like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes.

Yueqing choked up a little, and said softly: "The county lord is as kind to the slave and maid as a mountain, the slave and the maid want to guard the county lord here, and the adults will often train in the army in the future, if this courtyard is not inhabited, it will be dilapidated, and the slave and maid can still have some fireworks if they are there......"

"I'll find someone to clean the yard, you can go," Jiang Yunfei said and walked past Yueqing's house, Yueqing still wanted to say something, and heard Jiang Yunfei say, "She hopes you can live well, don't live up to her wishes." ”

Yueqing's heart ached, she burst into tears, and responded in tears: "The slave listens to the adult, and please take care of your body for the sake of the county lord." ”

Jiang Yunfei responded very lightly and walked into the house.

Hua Rong didn't bring much with her, because she was sick, she didn't buy any new clothes after arriving in Yizhou, and she didn't leave many traces.

After staying up for so many days, Jiang Yunfei's body has been exhausted to the extreme.

He lay on the bed, the tip of his nose full of bitter medicine.

She finally didn't have to hurt, he thought.

Jiang Yunfei slept for a whole day, and when he woke up, Yueqing was still there.

"The slave and maid boiled some porridge, and the adults should eat some of it."

It was dark outside, and he couldn't see what time it was, Jiang Yunfei nodded, and Yueqing hurriedly went to serve porridge.

There was minced meat in the porridge, soft and glutinous and salty, Jiang Yunfei tasted it, and subconsciously turned his head to let Hua Rong taste it, and after seeing that the bed was empty, he was shocked to realize that she was no longer there.

Yueqing was distressed and wanted to comfort but didn't know what to say.

Jiang Yunfei paused, and then buried his head and continued to eat porridge.

When the porridge was about to be eaten, there was a sound outside, Yueqing went to open the door, and found that it was Zhongyong Bofu who sent someone, and hurriedly welcomed the person in, feeling a little strange.

Didn't the adults send someone to report the funeral to Kyori, how could Kyori receive the news so quickly?

When someone came into the house, he saw that Jiang Yunfei's face was full of stubble and he was very haggard, and exclaimed, "Young Master, are you sick?" ”

Jiang Yunfei didn't answer this question, but asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"As soon as the eldest young master left Beijing, his wife fell ill, and his wife wanted the eldest young lady to go back to serve the sick."

After the man finished speaking, he obviously felt that the aura around Jiang Yunfei had become cold, but he still forced himself to hand the letter written by the Yin family to Jiang Yunfei.

Jiang Xun hadn't sent Xie Yunrou back to Beijing, and the Yin family didn't know that Hua Rong was seriously ill, so he first told his thoughts about Jiang Yunfei in the letter, and apologized for ignoring Jiang Yunfei before, and then threatened.

Zhaoling has always valued filial piety, Yin's serious illness and letting Hua Rong return to Beijing to serve the illness is a matter of course, Yin's meaning is very clear, if Jiang Yunfei does not let Xie Yunrou conceive an heir, Yin's illness will not get better, and Hua Rong will not be able to return to Yizhou to reunite with Jiang Yunfei and his wife.

Jiang Yunfei asked the Queen Mother to give marriage, and held a wedding with Huarong in Jiangzhou, both of which were done very well, and Yin's words in the letter were also very tough.

Jiang Yunfei quickly finished reading the letter, but the picture of Hua Rong punishing Xie Yunrou to kneel at the post station suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that time, did she know her mother's intentions?

——

Hanjing, Zhongyong Bofu.

As soon as Jiang Yunhua came back from outside, he went to Qinlan Courtyard to see the Yin family.

Within two days of Jiang Yunfei and Hua Rong leaving, Yin's fell ill, and when he heard that the two had a wedding in Jiangzhou, Yin's was even more closed-door and bedridden.

Jiang Yunhua knew why the Yin family was sick, and he also knew that there was no major problem under the care of the house doctor, so he didn't go to the Yin family, so as not to hear something he didn't want to hear.

However, today, he heard someone talking outside, saying that Yin's family was seriously ill and should let Hua Rong, the eldest daughter-in-law, return to Beijing to serve the sick.

Jiang Yunhua hadn't come to Qinlan Courtyard for a few days, and the maids and women in the courtyard were very surprised to see him, and went to the house in a panic to report.

Without waiting for Yin to speak, Jiang Yunhua entered the house.

The winter in Zhaoling is quite long, and there was a snow after the beginning of spring, and the charcoal fire was still burning in Yin's house, and the temperature was much higher than outside.

"Ah Hu, why are you here, but what does your second brother have to bring to me?"

Yin was very surprised, leaning on the head of the bed, although his expression was a little dazed, his face was very ruddy.

Jiang Yunyang also took him back to Beijing for several months, and he set off to return to Chenzhou today, and Jiang Yunyang sent him out of the city before coming back.

"The second brother told my mother not to worry about it, take care of her body," Jiang Yunhua said and walked to the side of the bed and kicked the melon seed shell on the side of the couch, "When did the people in Qinlan Courtyard be so presumptuous, my mother was seriously ill, and they dared to eat melon seeds in the house?" ”

Jiang Yunhua raised his voice slightly, and the maids and women who were waiting inside and outside the house immediately knelt down.

He is now His Majesty's appointed heir, and he is more dignified in his words and deeds.

Yin's face did not change, and he coughed lightly twice and said: "I let them swallow, lie in the house all day long, and rely on them to chat with me to relieve boredom." ”

Jiang Yunhua did not hold on to this matter, and instead said: "Mother's illness has not been good, my son is really worried, tomorrow my son will enter the palace to face the saint, and ask Your Majesty to issue a notice to recruit the world's famous doctors for his mother, from now on, my son will not go anywhere, just guard his mother here." ”

"How can this work?" Yin immediately refused, and seeing that Jiang Yunhua had been staring at him, he coughed twice, "There is a doctor in the house to help me recuperate, where do I need to make trouble known to the world?" ”

Jiang Yunhua wanted to say something more, but suddenly a call from the little maid came from outside the door: "Madam, it's not good, the young lady is sick!" ”

"What did you say!?"

Yin sat up suddenly.

Jiang Yunxiao's whole body froze, and his face turned pale a little.

At the same time, Wei Yingchen walked into the underground dungeon of the Jingyang Hou Mansion, where the witch doctor who had detoxified Huarong was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and in front of her, a dilapidated lamp was glowing faintly.

Wei Yingchen stared at the lamp for a while and asked, "Is this a success?" Is she here now? ”

The witch doctor didn't open his eyes, and said coldly, "She has her own place, it's not for you to ask." ”

"Can't I help someone ask?"

"Nope."