famous concubine

Chapter 557 Special Person (1)
Third Aunt looked at the two galloping galloping horses in the distance of the street, she was overjoyed and shouted inexplicably, "I'm back, I'm back."

Fourth Yiniang couldn't hold back her excitement, she followed Third Yiniang, raised her handkerchief, and said happily, "Oh, it's really great that Master is back."

Think about how majestic and enviable it is for these wives and aunts to marry a general in name; however, Dongfang Ye may indeed be a natural general, not only with outstanding military ability; Fit to be a general.

Because he hardly returns home every year; even if there is a family visit holiday, he will not come back. These aunts have been guarding widows for many years, so now, the third aunt and the fourth aunt saw the man who was thinking about it day and night When they finally returned home, they were naturally overjoyed, and the unconcealable joy was clearly displayed on their faces.

My aunt is very cold, maybe it has something to do with her desolate temperament, maybe she has been burning incense and worshiping Buddha for so many years, and she has long since looked down on this kind of love between men and women in her heart.

Everyone excitedly looked forward to it, and the two galloping horses finally approached.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

There were two reining sounds almost at the same time.

While everyone was dazzled, two figures on the horse jumped off the horse's back nimbly and vigorously.

The young man in a blue shirt said softly, "Father, we're home."

The heroic and sharp middle-aged man next to him nodded slightly, but his eyes turned around among the female relatives in front of the Dongfang Mansion, and finally, he found that there was no sign of that person.

The girl who is said to have grown up to be slim and looks somewhat like her mother.

He didn't even come out to welcome him home like everyone else.

Dongfang Ye withdrew his eyes, his eyes darkened under his thick eyebrows, and his eyes couldn't hide a faint look of disappointment.

Auntie's indifferent face showed a slight joy and led the crowd to welcome her, "Master..."

Dongfang Ye's eyes fell calmly on the face of the auntie, and then condensed on her plain attire, looking back slightly, when she glanced at the third aunt who was adorned with jewels and emeralds, her eyes unconsciously contained a trace of coldness, he Without a trace, he retracted his gaze, and said lightly: "Everyone go in and talk about it."

Without his wife in front, the third aunt was overjoyed when she saw Dongfang Ye, a man with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, with a bit of a heroic spirit, and she passed the aunt and squeezed directly next to Dongfang Ye, trying to express herself.

But Dongfang Ye didn't respond to her at all except for giving her a cold glance.And went straight to where he lived.

After washing up in a hurry, Dongfang Lei followed Dongfang Ye to the Cijing Hall to visit the old lady who was sick.

Seeing the father and son, the old lady seemed to be in better spirits; Dongfang Lei stayed in the Cijing Hall for a while and then left; filial piety is the first priority, after he left the Cijing Hall, he naturally went to Quanfuyuan to visit his wife.

When he saw that his wife was so crazy that he didn't even recognize his own son, he felt sad and melancholy, so he couldn't help asking in detail about his wife's recent situation after he left the mansion, Mama Rong and the rest of the Quanfuyuan. , Just like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, the events of the past year or so have been described in detail, especially when it comes to the Oriental language, things that have no evidence are quickly put on the Oriental language.

As Dongfang Lei listened, that young face that was seven points similar to Dongfang Ye's was gradually filled with a dark layer of anger.

Dongfang Ye's situation in Cijing Hall was similar.

"Mother, when you are old, you have to take good care of your body and let yourself enjoy the happiness; let them worry about anything at home; look at you, you have broken your body, and your son is guarding the frontier. This heart is not at peace."

Dongfangye sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the old lady with gorgeous hair, and began to comfort her with earnest words.

"Aye, do you think I don't want to enjoy life? But look at this family... how it has become withered, I don't want to worry about it, but look at them... Sigh!" The old lady frowned, drooping her eyelashes. Mimi covered the flickering dark light in her eyes, she sighed and said quietly: "You don't know, all these things are caused by that girl Xiaoyu, you have to take good care of it when you come back Leave her alone, let her go on like this, this family will soon be broken up."

"Xiaoyu?" Dongfang Ye's heart skipped a beat, and there was a trace of nervousness and scrutiny in his eyes unconsciously, "I heard that she has undergone great changes over the past year, but you said that this family...is the same as her. What's the matter with the child?"

"Why is it okay?" Seeing his expression, the old lady immediately stared at him dissatisfied, "Do you know how my illness came about? Wasn't it because of that girl Xiaoyu... Forget it, now You just came back, so don't talk about it."

The old lady glanced coldly at Dongfang Ye Yingrui's face, frowned, and changed the subject displeased.

She knew that although this son in front of him didn't care about that girl's life all these years, the only reason Dongfang Ye went back to the mansion every year was to come back to worship Mei Ruge, that bitch who died so early.

In the early years, this son had a rift with Mei Ruge because she was dissatisfied with Mei Ruge; last year, this son was unable to get away from military affairs, so he didn't come back to worship for a year. They kept it a secret before, but now Dongfang Ye They still don't know about Mei Ruge being demoted to a lowly concubine by the queen's decree; they don't even know about Mei Ruge's grave being dug up.

Now, in less than two years, that girl who was stupid in the past has turned around, and there is no guarantee...

When the old lady thought about Mei Ruge's matter, she felt irritated for no reason, and even felt a dull pain in her chest again.

Dongfang Ye didn't seem to notice her uneasy look, and after thinking for a while, he picked out some stories from the frontier to tell the old lady.

In the evening, the aunt held an ordinary dust-cleaning banquet for Dongfang Ye; after Dongfang Ye took his seat, he found that there was still no one he wanted to see among the people in the room.

"Liu Yi, did you inform everyone to come and eat together?" Dongfang Ye raised his eyebrows unconsciously, feeling a little blocked in his heart.

The aunt nodded and said: "Master, except Madam and the old Madam... Well, I have already notified everyone."

Dongfang Ye felt displeased, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, revealing his heroic aura, his eyes were slightly drooped, and he asked in a cold voice: "I remember that only Xiaoxiu is married, the other ladies are all married. I'm still waiting in my boudoir; why do I only see Xiaoni now, where are the others?"

The auntie smiled slightly, with an indifferent look on her face, she raised her head, looked around the crowd indifferently, and said: "Master, the second young lady is not feeling well, and she deliberately apologized to the concubine."

"Unwell?" Third Aunt raised her head slightly and said with a cold smile: "What a coincidence, as soon as Master and Second Young Master came back, she felt unwell."

(End of this chapter)