Yu Wan Chun Nong

At the end of summer, the weather had gradually turned cold. Cheng Zhiqing was worried about Huo Shuyun's health, so he took a few days off from school.

Every time the weather changed, Huo Shuyun would always be seriously ill. Her health was not very good, and it became even worse after giving birth to Cheng Zhiqing.

Every time the boy saw his mother suffering from illness, he felt it was his fault, so he was very concerned about taking care of Huo Shuyun.

"Qing'er, how many times have I told you, don't delay your studies because of me, the government exam is coming soon, you have reviewed all your homework?"

In his whole life, Huo Shuyun cared most about his husband and his children. Fortunately, the husband and wife are loving, his daughter is smart and sensible, and his youngest son is also very responsible.

Thinking of Cheng Yiwan, she sighed: "I don't know if your father went to the capital to see your elder sister, and he hasn't written a letter to the family for so long. Now that I think about it, I still think that wedding was too hasty."

After she finished speaking, she coughed twice, and Cheng Zhiqing immediately stepped forward to pat her on the back, and the young man lowered his eyes to hide all his thoughts and said: "Mother, sister is so smart, she must have a good life in the capital, it should be the wife of the family. I'm busy, so I didn't have time to write to you."

Everyone in this family knew the truth of the matter, except that they dared not tell Huo Shuyun. At this moment, the concierge said that there was a letter from the capital.

Huo Shuyun's eyes were full of joy, but Cheng Zhiqing's expression was a little strange.

"Is it Ah Wan?"

After Huo Shuyun finished speaking, Cheng Zhiqing stood up and pretended to be happy before the concierge returned, "Mother, I'll go and have a look!"

She beckoned him to go quickly, and when he walked out the door, the young man's face was icy cold, he took the letter from the concierge, and trembling all over after just looking at him.

How dare these people, how dare they send such a letter home, who wrote it, if he finds out, he will never let them off lightly.

And Pei Shangyu, didn't he cover the sky with one hand in the Southern Dynasty?Why is it so powerful that someone touched the home? This time, he didn't let his mother see the letter at home.

If he wasn't there, Cheng Zhiqing didn't dare to think that if his mother saw the contents of the letter, he would be so angry that he would die.

These people abused his sister with the dirtiest swear words in the world.

He crumpled the letter angrily and said to the concierge: "From now on, any letter from the capital will not be delivered to Madam."

For the time being, I can only use this method to block it for a while. Thinking of this, Cheng Zhiqing went into the study, finished writing a letter with a pen, and sent someone to the prime minister's residence.

No way, now only Pei Shangyu can be relied on, they don't have this kind of skill.

"My lord, Madam sent someone to call you."

The butler stood at the door and called him, Cheng Zhiqing stepped out of the study and said to the butler, "Abbot, you have worked in my house for many years."

"Yes, the old slave watched the young master's birth."

Hearing Cheng Zhiqing's words, the butler smiled back at him. Although the Cheng family was not a wealthy family, they treated their servants very well, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed here for so many years.

It has been more than 40 years in detail.

"Abo, Qing'er wants to ask you something."

Cheng Zhiqing bowed his hands, and looked at the butler very respectfully, the old butler was a little flattered, and quickly supported him: "Young master, you can't do this, just ask the old slave to do anything you need."

He has stayed in Cheng's family for more than 40 years. He has never received such a big gift, which really makes his heart a little overwhelmed.

"During this period of time, there are always some strange letters sent from the capital, and my father's colleagues must be slandering them behind his back. If Uncle finds such letters again, they will all be burned and not one will be left behind."

It's not enough to have the porter intercept him, Cheng Zhiqing will go back to the school in a few days, and he's not around, he's afraid that these servants won't be able to see them, and the letters will get into Huo Shuyun's hands.

"It was because of this matter. Don't worry, young master, this old slave will definitely take care of these things."

The old butler knew Cheng Wenxi's character, Cheng Wenxi had never encountered such a thing in Jiangdu for many years, and it happened as soon as he arrived in the capital.

Cheng Zhiqing nodded to thank him, but he couldn't hide his uneasiness in his heart, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Seeing him coming, Huo Shuyun showed joy: "But your sister's letter?"

Cheng Yiwan hadn't heard from Cheng Yiwan for a long time, Cheng Zhiqing looked at Huo Shuyun's anticipation and couldn't express it for a while. After a long while, he smiled and said, "Well, it's from my father."

"Mother has bad eyesight, let me tell Mother."

He sat beside Huo Shuyun's bed and said slowly: "Father said that he has already met Elder Sister, but it's just that brother-in-law has a high position and power, and the family is busy with trivial matters, so Elder Sister can't spare her birth to write letters to her family."

"By the way, my sister asked Dad to ask about your body in my heart. My sister said, say."

Cheng Zhiqing wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "I told you to take good care of your health, and when she's not busy in a while, I'll come home and see you."

He made up what he was most looking forward to into this non-existent letter, coaxing Huo Shuyun that a lie needs thousands of lies to be true.

No one knows how long this lie can last, let alone what Huo Shuyun will be like when the truth comes.

Cheng Zhiqing only knew that he had to work harder to rescue sister from that cage, and to make this lie last for a long time.

"Okay, that's fine, that's fine."

Huo Shuyun held Cheng Zhiqing's hand and kept saying hello, but it made him feel even more saddened.

The sky in the capital city is cooler than the sky in Jiangdu, as if it has turned from summer to cool autumn. Ever since Cheng Yiwan became pregnant, Pei Shangyu asked the prime minister's mansion to take good care of him.

Cheng Yiwan was sitting there, and when Piaoxu saw her raising her hand, she went to help her, which made her laugh: "I'm not missing any arms or legs, look at you."

Piaoxu smiled and helped her to go down the steps: "Madam's belly, there is still a young master now, if the servant does not take care of him carefully, when the adults come back and see, he will have to twitch the servant."

Listening to Piaoxu's words, she thought of Pei Shangyu's abnormal attitude that day, and said with a wry smile: "His mother is a concubine, and she was born as a concubine, what needs gold and precious."

Besides, she never wanted this child to be born. For someone who is not loved, even if she gave birth to him, his life would be a tragedy.

Cheng Yiwan lived happily for the past ten years or so, but every day from now on will make her feel very bitter, so bitter that she can't cry, and she doesn't even have the strength to scream.

"Don't say that, your lord cares about his wife very much."

Piaoxu sensed that he was in a low mood, and comforted her with a voice: "You are the only woman brought back by adults over the years."

Although no one can predict whether Pei Shangyu will marry a wife in the future, this No.1 will always be hard to let go, and it can leave a deep impression on people's hearts.