It's fake

Cheng Wei was a little disappointed and understood that this was normal.

But, if you tell lies, you won't lose a piece of meat

She gave Cheng Che a blank look and asked again: My mother is willing to leave with her father. The mansion should be happy to see her mother take me away. What should I do if my second brother wants to do

The second brother is the most promising top scholar. With his grandmother and father's profit-oriented nature, he will be willing to let his second brother go.

Besides, although the second brother is the heir, he was officially adopted. Whether in the genealogy or in the eyes of the world, he is the eldest son of his father. Who can take away the eldest son of his family?

Cheng Wei thought of Ruize's cousin from the Chen family.

When my eldest aunt and his family were separated, the Chen family was just an ordinary wealthy family in the suburbs of Beijing. Compared with the Princess of the Crown Princess and Master Zhan, the family background was very different. Even so, with the eldest aunt's arrogant temperament, she had to keep Ruize's cousin in the Chen family and only took Chen Lingyun back to the Bo's mansion.

If she left with her mother, her second brother would still remain in this quagmire, and it would be difficult for the brother and sister to meet again in the future, what should we do?

The more Cheng Wei thought about it, the more headache he felt, and his eyebrows frowned.

Cheng Che smiled and patted her on the shoulder: Don’t worry, things will be resolved.

Back at Feixujuju, he suddenly calmed down, and the pain of losing his closest relative slowly spread. Cheng Wei sat by the window and sat for an afternoon. Fortunately, he disappeared from his previous empty and terrifying state. Although Huanyan and others were worried, they did not dare to disturb him.

In the words of thrush, anyone who encounters such a thing is inevitable to be sad. Instead of holding it in your heart and ruining your body, it is better to let the girl vent her catharsis.

It was almost evening when Han came over.

Wei'er. Why are you sitting here? Han came over and closed the window. When he touched Cheng Wei's hand, it was indeed cold.

Cheng Wei came back to his senses and blinked his painful eyes: Mother, you are here.

The mother and daughter looked at each other, their eyes were red and swollen, and even their originally delicate faces were a little swollen.

No matter how the mother and daughter are in a relationship over the years, the sadness at this moment is the same.

Cheng Wei suddenly couldn't help it and threw himself into Han's arms: Mother. I always feel that my eldest sister is still there.

A living person would pull her to cry the day before yesterday and laugh, how could he disappear in the blink of an eye?

Han closed his eyes and patted Cheng Wei's head. Because the mother and daughter had never been so intimate before, their movements seemed a little stiff.

Yes, my mother also thinks that your elder sister is still there.

The mother and daughter were sad again, and their crying stopped. They took the warm veil handed over by the thrush to wipe their tears.

The thrush packed up the used veil and quietly stepped out.

After crying with her head, the mother and daughter became closer invisibly. Han put on Cheng Wei's shoulder and said: Don't cry. Actually, I have never thought about the future of your elder sister. She has been annoyed by the princess since she entered the palace, although she is the title of a princess. That day was much harder than an ordinary wife. Now it is not a relief. I just want to pity your nephew who is less than half a year old. What should I do in the future?

Han said this just to deceive himself. But at this time, for a mother who has lost her daughter, only by deceiving herself and thinking that her daughter can be liberated, maybe she can survive the pain of losing her daughter by going to heaven and living a free and unboundless life.

Han asked again: Wei'er, you said that you can cure Yu Ge'er's disease, but it's really

I never talk nonsense about Fu Yi.

Han sighed: But you got sick of Concubine Hua and was ordered by the emperor to think about your mistakes in the future. You will not have the chance to enter the palace in the future.

Speaking of this, Han almost burst into tears again: What should I do, my poor brother Yu?

Cheng Che's previous explanation allowed Cheng Wei to find the backbone, and in turn comforted Han: There will always be a way in the future.

If her master was really a national teacher, the sewage that Concubine Hua forced to spill on her could naturally be washed away. If her master was just an ordinary Taoist priest, she would work harder and become a famous talisman doctor in the world as soon as possible, and would also have the opportunity to treat Yu Ge'er.

In this world, she is no longer afraid of anything that can be done with hard work.

Han thought his daughter was just comforting her, and skipped this sad topic: This afternoon, your uncle, aunt and third uncle were all here.

Han told Cheng Wei one by one who came and what he said in the afternoon.

In fact, it was just some concern and sad words, and they had no substantial meaning, but Han couldn't stop speaking.

When people are extremely sad, they always dare not calm down.

Because Cheng Wei was personally ordered to be banned by Emperor Changqing, relatives and friends must not go out to see each other when they come. So he listened seriously. After Han finished speaking, he asked: Mother, how are the grandmother?

Han was suffocated and said: Your grandmother naturally had a bad time. She insisted on coming here in person, but was persuaded by your uncle and others.

If the old lady of Duke Wei almost fell ill, Han did not dare to mention Cheng Wei.

Your grandmother was going to enter the palace to plead for you, but was stopped by your uncle. Your uncle was right. Now the nobles are angry, and it is useless to plead for mercy. After a while, I will accompany your grandmother into the palace, and you will be relieved of your confinement order.

A beautiful girl's house was banned by the emperor of a country, and it was also famous in the capital.

Han thought of the marriage that his second daughter was about to be on the agenda, and a shadow flashed across his heart.

Huairen's mansion was silent in the shadows, and even the footsteps of the people in the mansion became much lighter.

However, it was raining all night, and the boat was in a hurry again. In the blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The emperor and the palace concubine were watching the lanterns in Tianzhonglou, enjoying the people. He naturally called the ministers who were pleasing to the eyes. The young and handsome new top scholar was on the list, but because of his inappropriate words and deeds, he annoyed the emperor and was scolded and immediately drove down the stairs.

Almost overnight, the second prince of Huairen's mansion was rejected by the emperor and was known by people who were interested.

Zhongding Hou Mansion, Mrs. Liu cried red in her eyes: Marquis, look at the bad things in Huairen’s Mansion, what should our Rong'er do?

Zhongding Hou was also worried and grabbed his hair and said: What can I do? Rong'er is about to get married, so you can't leave the bride, right?

Liu curled his lips: Even if you retire from the bride, Rong'er would be better than now. So what if you find one more scholar? It is not auspicious to have one in three years. If you are disgusted by the emperor, you will still have a good future. As for Huairen's mansion, let alone the chance. When I first saw his family, I just wanted to do it for the second son. Master, I didn't mention it. Last year, I took Rong'er into the palace on the Double Ninth Festival, and the Imperial Concubine praised Rong'er for being elegant and generous. If Rong'er had not been engaged at the beginning, then the prince Liangdi would not have the daughter of the Ma Shilang family.

Stop saying this, the water has already been done, so let's be prepared for Rong'er to marry with peace of mind.

Although Zhongding Hou said this, he couldn't help but remember that one day Emperor Changqing was inadvertently sighing that it would be a blessing to have Cheng Xiu as his son-in-law.

Thinking about Princess Anyang's rumors about Zhongcheng Xiu's writings, the Marquis Zhongding wiped his cold sweat at that time.

Could it be that his family is robbing the son-in-law with the emperor, even if the emperor is tired of the son-in-law he has seen, it would be strange if he can like the ministers who dare to rob him.

No wonder, no wonder the emperor didn't bring him to the Tianzhonglou lanterns this year

This marriage is really a headache.

Marquis, what are you thinking

Zhongding Hou was shocked and came back to his senses: No. Don’t think about it, this is Rong’er’s life.

Mr. Cheng Er didn't even want to leave the door recently, but unfortunately he still had to go to the yamen after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. He had heard so many sarcastic words openly and secretly, and he had nowhere to speak out. After returning to the mansion, he either looked for the bad luck of Han or scolded his children, which made the atmosphere in the mansion even more low.

At the end of the first lunar month, the second grandfather of the Chengjiazhuang acting patriarch suddenly came to the door. To be continued.
Chapter completed!