Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 149 I want to give my mother a decent funeral
"Qiuyue, what are you talking about? How can I not want you? It's just because I have already lost my freedom, and if I don't think about it, I will also implicate you!" Nalan Ying said while bending over to support her.

"Miss, as long as you don't agree to bring Qiuyue into the palace, Qiuyue will kneel here and won't get up!" Qiuyue said anxiously.

"Aunt Qiu, quickly persuade her!" Nalan Ying said to Aunt Qiu who was standing still.

"Her stubbornness follows her father. The Fourth Aunt is kind to us, and our family will never forget it. Therefore, Qiuyue is willing to stay by your side, and we will not stop it. Please forgive us!" Qiuyue The aunt also bowed down to salute.

"Aunt Qiu, what are you talking about?" Nalan Ying quickly supported her.

"Aunt Qiu, the old lady is awake!" Suddenly a little girl ran out from the wing room, looked at Qiuyue kneeling outside the yard, and was taken aback, then glanced at Nalan Ying standing next to Aunt Qiu, and then He couldn't help frowning and said: "What does it look like to kneel in the old lady's yard this early in the morning? I don't know, I thought it was our old lady who made me kneel again. Don't you know that I wronged the old lady for nothing?"

"Fu Rong, what are you talking about? It's getting more and more unruly, and it's fine if you don't greet Miss Fourth when you see Miss Four, isn't it here that you arrange for Miss Fourth?" Aunt Qiu scolded.

"Aunt Qiu, isn't this slave girl talking fast?" The maid named Fu Rong looked at Nalanying unwillingly and lowered her head.

Nalan Ying didn't get angry with her, but said: "Since the old lady has woken up, Ying'er should go in and find her!"

"Miss Si can't go in, the old lady just got up, you can't go in!" That Fu Rong hurriedly stopped her.

"What? I didn't punish you, so you really thought I was easy to bully?" Nalan glared at her fiercely and said sharply.

"Slaves don't dare!" That Furong said hastily.

"Go away!" Nalan Ying glanced at her coldly, passed her and walked towards the old lady's room.

"Aunt Qiu!" Fu Rong looked at Aunt Qiu behind her with frightened eyes.

"Forget it, do you think you can stop her?" Aunt Qiu sighed.

After all, he also entered the house.

The room where the old lady lived was facing the sun. At this moment, the morning sun came in through the window sills, and the whole room was shining golden, which made people feel a little tired. At this moment, the old lady was lazily leaning on the pillow On the ground, the old face is full of melancholy, the eyes fall to a certain point, and I don't know what I am looking at.

"Why did you come back after going out for so long?" The old lady frowned when she heard the footsteps.

No one spoke outside, but only shallow footsteps could be heard, which made the old lady slightly puzzled.

"Is it Qinger?" The old lady asked suspiciously.

Suddenly, the curtain of pearls was lifted, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of the old lady.

"It's you?" The old lady's face was startled. For a brief moment, she actually saw the soft smile of Fourth Aunt Niang. After pinching her palm hard, she felt the extreme pain, and she woke up abruptly. , where is this Fourth Aunt, this is clearly the Fourth Maid Nalan Ying.

"Why are you here?" the old lady shouted angrily.

Nalan Ying noticed the momentary change on Madam's face, from trance to coldness, she had seen it clearly.

"Ying'er came to pay her respects to grandma!" Nalan Ying bowed her head down.

"Get up!" The old lady's voice trembled unspeakably, her eyes fixed on her, as if she wanted to see through her.

"Grandmother, Ying'er will leave the house in the future, and there are some things that need to be resolved!" Nalan Ying said solemnly.

"What else can you do?" The old lady looked at her warily.

"About my mother's funeral!" Nalan Ying said lightly.

The morning sun shone on her body, as if she was covered with a layer of beautiful colored satin, she looked extremely magnificent, especially the long eyelashes drooping low, casting a shadow on her eyelids, the same as Fourth Aunt The similar temperament made the old lady's heart skip a beat, and her complexion suddenly turned pale.

"Isn't your mother's funeral settled long ago?" The old lady pondered for a long time before answering.

"Really? Grandma thinks the dust has settled?" Nalan Ying laughed mockingly.

"What do you want to do?" The old lady's fierce eyes shot at Nalan Ying's body, almost trying to see through her thoughts.

"I just said that I want to make up a decent funeral for my mother!" Nalan Ying said solemnly.

"What did you say?" The old lady looked at her in surprise.

"As far as I know, grandma hasn't lost her hearing yet, right?" Nalan Ying looked at the old lady without retreating.

"Nizi!" The old lady suddenly became angry, and the hand with the emerald green bracelet hurriedly grabbed things. Because she was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, all she could grab was a pillow.

Seeing the pillow flying towards her, Nalan Ying stretched out her hand to avoid it, and said with a light smile, "Grandma, why are you so angry?"

"Get out!" The old lady pointed at her and cursed.

"Grandmother, don't forget that I am now the Nine Emperor Concubine, how can you just scold me?" Nalan Ying sat casually on a chair with a faint smile on her face. Meaning, calm temperament.

"Come on, come on!" the old lady shouted.

Aunt Qiu ran in in a hurry, and when she saw that the old lady was very angry, she quickly comforted her: "Don't get angry, old lady, after all, it's my family, what can't you talk about?"

"Get her out of here!" The old lady kept panting heavily.

"Old madam, here!" Aunt Qiu glanced at Nalan Ying and then at the furious old madam, with a worried expression on her face.

"What's the matter? You got angry with your angry mother early in the morning?" A calm and stern voice suddenly came, and it was Prime Minister Nalan who came to greet the old lady.

"It's just in time for you to come, your unfilial daughter, you can see for yourself!" The old lady pointed at Nalan Ying with disheveled hair, which really surprised Prime Minister Nalan.

"Mother, sit down!" Cheng Nalan hurriedly rushed to her side, and supported her.

"Ask her what she told me just now? Ask her?" the old lady trembled.

"What did you just say?" Old Prime Minister Nalan's gloomy eyes looked back and forth at Nalan Ying.

"Grandmother clearly knows, why did she ask her to tell?" Nalan Ying had a cold smile on his lips.

"You are already a member of the royal family. How can you be so disrespectful and ignorant of filial piety? Wouldn't it be a joke to spread your grandmother's anger like this?" Prime Minister Nalan scolded in a deep voice.

"Filial piety?" Nalan Ying laughed eagerly, and there was a bit of chill in her twinkling eyes. She stared at her black and white eyes and said coldly: "Because it is filial piety, I come to beg my grandmother to help my mother." Make up a decent funeral and stay in the Nalan's ancestral hall!"

(End of this chapter)