fake prince

Chapter 312 Black Mandala

When he got outside, looking at his haggard-looking wife, Father Zhou sighed, "Go in and persuade her."

"Hey!" Mother Zhou went in with a sigh.

"You guys retreat first." When she went in, the mother and daughter didn't need to shy away, and just let the servant girl back out.

When only she and her daughter were left in the room, she carefully sat down beside the bed and said softly, "Yao'er, mother has a few words with you."

Zhou Yao was lying down, her eyelashes visibly trembling.

When Zhou's mother saw her, she knew that although she didn't want to talk, she was listening.

At first, she thought her daughter went to see her, but when she came back, she died, but found that the situation was worse than she thought, and her daughter was even more infatuated than she thought.

But it's no wonder that the two families are family friends, childhood sweethearts, and have been in love for more than ten years. Besides, Shao Sisen is indeed a one-in-a-million, no matter how hard to find a good match.

Sighing in her heart, Zhou's mother was careful, and continued softly: "Mother knows that you are sad, to be honest, mother is also sad, and mother understands your heart."

"But the gathering and parting of life is impermanent. Some things have already happened. People who are alive should always look forward, right?"

"Your body is already weak, you should relax and stop thinking about it, lest you get sick again."

Seeing that Zhou Yao was still silent, she continued to persuade softly: "I miss you so much. Only when you are healthy can you go to see Shao's tomb in person, offer incense sticks to him and send him some food during festivals."

"Although the Shao family will not forget these things, it is your intention to do them. To do these things, you need to have a good body. If you are sick, you can't even get out of bed. Don't you miss it so much that you can't even go?" ?”

"Don't worry, the Shao family has already agreed to this matter, as long as you get better, you can go at any time."

Zhou Yao slowly opened her eyes and turned to her mother who was speaking.

Mother was a well-known beauty in the capital back then, she took good care of herself, but now she looked like a young woman, only worried about herself, with a tired look on her pale face, and fine wrinkles crawled up.

Zhou Yao felt a pain in her heart.

Seeing that Zhou Yao couldn't help coughing, Zhou's mother hurriedly stretched out her hand to slowly lift her up and put her on a soft pillow, but she didn't see the faint white mandala petals suddenly appear between the silent girl's eyebrows.

When she looked up, the petals had disappeared.

"Yao'er, do you want some water? Are you hungry? Mother asked someone to cook some soup for you, and I'll bring it in to feed you now, okay?" Mother Zhou asked cautiously.

Zhou Yao just looked at her blankly and asked, "Mother, are there really ghosts and gods in this world?"

Zhou's mother was shocked.

"This child, could it be that he is pinning his hopes on ghosts and gods, and wants to see that child Sisen again?"

Zhou's mother looked at her daughter, worried that her daughter would be dazed, and said no, directly cutting off her daughter's thoughts.

But firstly, Zhou's mother also believed in ghosts and gods, so she didn't dare to say such disrespectful words subconsciously, and secondly, she was afraid that such a direct interruption of her daughter's thoughts would stimulate her instead, so she was in a dilemma.

In the end, he said cautiously: "There must be ghosts and gods. However, even if there are ghosts after death, they can't stay in this world for a long time. They still have to be reincarnated."

I wanted to say something more, but Zhou Yao actually listened and nodded.

"I understand, mother. I understand the worries of you and Aunt Shao. I will live well and not make you sad."

He said, in order to show that he did not lie: "I am a little hungry, you can ask someone to bring the soup."

Seeing her saying this, Zhou's mother felt relieved, and gently stroked her daughter's face: "Yes, you live a good life, that's what we look forward to. I'll let them come in to serve you."

Just as I was about to go out, I heard Zhou Yao say again: "By the way, mother, I still want to continue learning the piano."

"Okay, okay! Mom promises you, I will prepare the piano for you, together with the female teacher who teaches the piano." Zhou's mother was really relieved this time, and she agreed repeatedly.

When he went out, there was a trace of joy on Yuan Yuan's face.

For Zhou's mother, Shao Sisen's departure was a shock, but in the end he was only a prospective son-in-law who did not marry his daughter, not a real son-in-law.

Sadness is also limited, more of it is regret, worrying about my daughter.

This is human nature, there is a difference between closeness and estrangement.

"Several of you, go and bring the soup that is boiling on the small kitchen, and the waitress will drink it."

"All of you, go to my private vault to see if the phoenix is ​​still there, and if it is there, take it out and repair the string..."

"You guys go..."

After giving orders one by one, the whole courtyard became busy.

Mother Zhou finally breathed out and sat down.

Father Zhou didn't think he was a member of the third rank, but he didn't find the opportunity to ask a question just now, so he found a spare moment and asked his old wife: "How is Yao'er?"

"It's much better. I just said, let Yao'er go and see it with her own eyes. It will definitely solve some knots in her heart. If she insists on stopping, I'm afraid she will feel regretful all the time and won't be able to get over this hurdle." Mother Zhou said in a low voice: "Now It’s a good thing to still want to play the piano, if you can have some sustenance, the grief will fade.”

Father Zhou also heaved a sigh of relief: "When you came out, I saw a hint of joy on your face, so I knew that Yao'er must be thinking about it."

"Although she is still grieving, as long as she finds something to keep her busy, it will pass after half a year and a year."

People, isn't that the case?

Many people experience the pain of bereavement. After a few years, although they still think about it painfully, and the whole person is aging, but as long as they have other hopes, they can always get over it.

I'm afraid that if there is no more hope, no fighting spirit, and no interest in life, it is really over.

Zhou's mother told Zhou's father what she had just promised her daughter, and Zhou's father nodded repeatedly.

"It's easy, as long as Yao'er can make a happy knot, not to mention asking Qin's female master, even if I get a few of the emperor's Qin Daizhao, I can let go of this old face."

Zhou's mother said again: "Since this is the case, why don't you invite the two of you to come to the house? I married a Wutong Qin as a dowry. I was afraid that my daughter would not like it. She used the Qin a few years ago, and it won't work well now." .”

"That's easy to do. Go look for the piano right away. It doesn't have to be a guqin. If there is a master piano maker, please make one for Yao'er." Father Zhou said immediately.

Several generations of officials and eunuchs are now serving as ministers of Guanglu Temple in this dynasty, and the Zhou family is not short of money.

With Zhou Mu's own dowry alone, she has been making money all these years, and it's no pain to buy a few good pianos.

But what they didn't know was that the maid was busy in the boudoir, although Zhou Yao was carefully fed half a bowl of soup and then helped to lie down, everything was normal and there was no abnormality.

But when the gauze curtain was lowered, covering the scene inside, mandala petals reappeared between the girl's eyebrows.

And the mandala petals, which were white when they first appeared, have now turned black like ink.

It is so black that it is strange, and it is so black that it is daunting.

And on the pale and indifferent face, the lips curled up at this moment, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Don't worry, I promise you that I will take care of your Shao Lang in Huangquan." His lips parted slightly, and his voice was calm: "Your body is not good, and you have poured out your efforts. You won't live for a year or two."

"I can also promise to extend your life, at least let you live until your younger brother gets married and your parents have sustenance."

"But you have to listen to me, read more, and contact more people."

"Don't worry, I won't interfere with you, and I won't ask you to marry him, just look at what he's doing and record his record."

"This is a baby dragon, and I want to watch it grow up completely."

"So you have to work hard too. I heard that his wife wants to be a chess master, so we should be the number one piano master in the capital, so that we can get close to the young dragon."

(End of this chapter)