First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 644 He Won't Break His Word!
When Du Rongzhi arrived at Jinghui Garden, before he stepped into the house, he heard the cries of the female relatives from inside.

Du Rongzhi's legs couldn't help but soften, but fortunately Shuang Fu had quick eyes and quick hands, and helped her up, "Young Madam..."

Du Rongzhi leaned against her and waved her hands palely.

There were a few maids standing on the steps, and when they saw this, they hurried over to raise the curtain, and reported, "Young Madam is here." Then they hurriedly welcomed Du Rongzhi in.

In the room, Mrs. Song Er was crying happily. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Du Rongzhi coming in. She hurriedly covered her face with a veil, and wailed, "Our Zixun's life is so hard, but why did we go to that ghostly place in Mozhou... ...Sister Guan and Brother Jing are still so young, how will they live without their father in the future!" Said and cried in great grief.

Although the third lady didn't cry and howl like the second lady, her eyes were already red, and she was weeping silently with her handkerchief clutched.

Ever since Mrs. Song heard the news, she was already in pain as if her heart had been cut off. Seeing them like this, she hated them even more, and cursed, "My brother Xun is not dead yet! You all do it with a sad face!" What?! If anyone dares to curse him again, who do you think I will forgive?!" After finishing speaking, he couldn't breathe, and couldn't help coughing violently.

Seeing this, Nanny Ning quickly stepped forward to comfort Mrs. Song for a while, and then she calmed down a little.

Seeing this situation, Du Rongzhi's whole body became more and more like falling into a cellar of ice. For a moment, he felt his head was empty, so he walked forward stiffly and called softly, "Grandmother..."

It was only then that I realized that my voice was trembling so much that I could no longer speak a complete sentence. In a trance, something seemed to flow down my cheeks to my neck, with a bone-chilling chill...

Du Rongzhi rubbed her cheeks in a daze, tears streaming down her face at some point.

She wiped the tears off her face vigorously, and said in a daze, "Grandmother... what happened to the eldest young master? It's so good, why did he fall off the cliff..." Her eyes stared blankly at Mrs. Song, with a trace of innocent hope Asked, "Could it be, could it be that the messenger made a mistake..."

Mrs. Song became more and more sad when she heard this, she shook her head tearfully, but was too uncomfortable to speak.

Nanny Ning, who was comforting her by the side, couldn't help but choked up when she saw this, "The post reported that there was a riot in Hongzhou last month... The young master was surrounded by a group of mobs on the way to inspect, and fell off the cliff in a panic... His whereabouts are still unknown ..."

Du Rongzhi's body shook violently, her face became paler and bloodless, and she murmured unwillingly, "How is it possible? He has so many guards around him...they are all so skilled, how could they not be able to protect him... ..."

Nanny Ning wiped away her tears, "Those mobs are a group of desperadoes... All the guards who followed were decapitated, and even Chang Wang is missing, I'm afraid they fell off the cliff together with the young master... "

Seeing that Du Rongzhi was in a daze, as if her soul had been sucked out, the third lady couldn't help holding her back and persuading her with tears in her eyes, "Azhi, don't worry...your father and some uncles are discussing in the study, Immediately, someone will be sent to Luozhou to find Brother Xun's whereabouts, you—"

"What's the use of finding it?" The second lady interrupted sobbing, "The Fengqi River is at the bottom of the cliff. Not to mention that my elder brother was injured at the time, he was just an ordinary person, who fell into the fast-flowing river. It's hard to survive..." She sobbed hypocritically, "It's a pity that we look forward to the stars and the moon every day at home, but now we can't even see my brother for the last time..." After finishing speaking, she couldn't help crying again.

"No." Du Rongzhi's decisive voice suddenly came from beside his ear.

"Young master will be fine." Du Rongzhi's face was frighteningly pale, but his expression was unprecedentedly calm and firm, "He promised that I would come back safely...he won't break his promise!"

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On the same day, the third master led a team of people and rushed to Luozhou overnight.

At the same time, the emperor's health still showed no signs of improvement, and some people in the court couldn't help saying: The prince is the foundation of the country, and I implore your majesty to establish a prince as soon as possible, so as to stabilize the country and stabilize the hearts of the people.

On that day, the emperor summoned the elder Ge and several senior ministers in the imperial study room, intending to appoint the second prince as the crown prince, and ordered the virtuous king to leave Beijing for the fiefdom as soon as possible.

The next day, the Empress Dowager became seriously ill, and King Xian entered the palace to attend to the sick.For more than ten days in a row, the virtuous king couldn't take off his clothes, and he never left. He was praised by both inside and outside the court.

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"Look, how thin you have become..." In Fengqing courtyard, Mrs. Du held Du Rongzhi's hand distressedly, her eyes were red and she was speechless for a long time.

Du Rongzhi has lost a lot of weight these days.She was originally not in good health, coupled with the fact that she has been extremely tense these days, and she has to comfort and take care of the mourning Song family. Now her face is as pale as a porcelain doll that will shatter when touched.

Those who could be sent out were all sent out, but Song Zixun's whereabouts were still not found. Now, even Mrs. Song and Song Jinze seem to have accepted the fact that Song Zixun is no longer alive.

Mrs. Song was so shocked and in pain that she couldn't get sick, and even Song Jinze seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, especially according to the person sent to inquire about the news, the guards who were hacked were all stabbed several times, and they looked dead. It was extremely tragic, thinking that Song Zixun must have gone through a life-and-death struggle before falling off the cliff, he couldn't help vomiting blood out of heartache, and has been recuperating in the mansion for the past few days.

Du Rongzhi forced a smile, and comforted, "Mother, don't worry...it's just that there are a lot of things at home these days, and our old lady is sick again...that's why I lost some weight. When I find your uncle, everything will be fine naturally. ..."

Mrs. Du paused.

The story of Song Zixun's fall from the cliff has spread. Although the Song family has not announced his death to the public, everyone knows in their hearts that it is almost impossible for him to survive if he was wounded and fell from such a high place...

She subconsciously raised her head to look at Nanny An behind Du Rongzhi.

The latter just shook his head with tears in his eyes.

Mrs. Du was silent for a long time, then Fang choked up and said, "Mother knows that you have a very good relationship with my uncle, so I can't accept him for a while..." Mrs. Du's voice choked up, "But people can't die—"

"He's not dead!" Du Rongzhi interrupted coldly, with a sharp voice, "Why do you all say he's dead?! He's just missing... Maybe, maybe he was just washed away by the river Maybe he was seriously injured and couldn't contact us right away..." Her big eyes were full of tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall, "Zixun is not dead! He won't die! "

Seeing her mad and dazed appearance, Mrs. Du burst into tears, "Okay... My uncle is not dead, my uncle is not dead... Don't get excited..."

(End of this chapter)