Red makeup against the world

Chapter 965
Qingluo went up to greet her, and asked the visitor to wait a while before she came in to report.

"Young madam, young madam?" The matter is so serious that Qingluo had no choice but to wake Xu Wanzhen up.Xu Wanzhen opened her eyes, and tears flowed down her cheeks, misty.

Qing Luo was taken aback, and quickly took out a silk handkerchief to wipe her tears, "Young Madam, what's the matter, but you had a nightmare?"

Xu Wanzhen shook her head, she just woke up with a hoarse voice, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Qing Luo's face was full of sorrow, "Young Madam, Xu Le'an came to report that the old master of the Tu family is gone!"

Xu Wanzhen sat up abruptly, remembering the content of her dream just now.Could it be that the dream just now was real, that my great-grandfather had really left, and came here specially to give me a dream?

Seeing her complexion change suddenly, Zhiyan hurriedly offered a cup of hot tea and said, "Young Madam, calm down."

The hot tea moistened her throat, and Xu Wan really recovered.Thinking of the situation in the dream just now, I can't help feeling sad.

Just now, she saw her great-grandfather in a dream with a peaceful face, and asked her to guard the Xu family well.Also let her think of it for the sake of blood and family, and guard the Tu family for the rest of her life.

She had just woken up when she heard the news of the death of her great-grandfather, which made her feel like a dream for an instant, unable to distinguish reality from dreams.

Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?
Think about the mysterious young man she had seen, and the remnant soul left in her body by the original Xu Wanzhen.Perhaps, there really are ancestors.

Closing her eyes, she stroked her heart and swore secretly, "Great-grandfather, you can go at ease. In this life, I will do my best to protect Xu and Tu's family."

Zhiyan waited on Xu Wanzhen to change her clothes, cleaned her face, and then let Xu Le'an come to see her.

"Miss, the old man went there last night. This morning, Lady Wu went to wake him up, only to find that the old man had lost his breath."

Xu Le'an replied with a sad expression.When the Xu family first arrived in Beijing, they were lucky to be taken care of by Mrs. Tu.Also because of his existence, Xu Changzong and Xu Wenmin didn't suffer much when they were in prison.

Therefore, the Xu family has a deep affection for Mrs. Tu.

After the news was confirmed, Xu Wanzhen held back her grief, with tears glistening in her eyes.

She choked up and asked, "How is the arrangement at home? How is grandma?"

Mrs. Xu is not young anymore, I don't know if she can withstand the blow after hearing the news.

Xu Le'an replied: "The old lady passed out once, and the third master Su came for diagnosis and treatment. He said that he was in a hurry and needed to stay in bed for recuperation."

Hearing that her grandmother was ill, Xu Wan really wanted to fly back to Xu's house immediately.

"The youngest mistress is in charge of the family," Xu Le'an continued to report, "The youngest mistress has already ordered people to go to Tu's house to help first. The masters of the family will clean up and will arrive later."

"I see. Go back and tell me quickly, and ask sister-in-law to wait for me."

Xu Le'an resigned. As the housekeeper of the Xu family, there are still many things waiting for him to do at this time.

Watching him go out, Xu Wanzhen sat on the chair with a dazed expression.The news of Mrs. Tu's death and Mrs. Xu's serious illness made her overwhelmed by the news that she always valued her family.

She was full of admiration for Mrs. Tu, such a knowledgeable and loving old man, Xu Wanzhen was very grateful that his blood flowed in her veins.

She has been dedicated enough, and she has never missed the New Year's ceremony, and whenever she has free time, she will visit once or twice.But after all, she is the Xu family's married daughter, and it's not her turn to be a filial piety for Mrs. Tu.

The death of such an old man made her heart ache, as if her breath was blocked in her heart and she couldn't breathe.Zhiyan looked at her worriedly from one side, seeing that the expression on her face had dimmed, and the brilliance had lost in her eyes.

At this time, after she changed her clothes quickly, she should rush to join the Xu family members and go to the Tu family to express their condolences.

However, she knew in her heart what to do was the best, but her body refused to listen to her commands as if she had lost support, and she couldn't stand up in a daze.

Qingluo wanted to help her up, but Zhiyan stopped her with her eyes.She knew that when she was sad, she had to let herself vent it.If external force is used to interfere, the uncomfortable feelings in the heart may become depression and be buried in the body, which is not good for the body.

Xu Wanzhen put her hands on the back of the chair, her onion-like fingers formed a sharp contrast with the red paint.The entire palm trembled slightly, and she concentrated her strength on her fingertips, trying to use it to stand up.

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted, and Wu Zhengxiang's tall figure appeared at the door.The sun shone in from behind him, and his facial expression could not be seen clearly, but his figure was as steady as a mountain, which made her draw strength.

Walking in suddenly from the outside, Wu Zhengxiang's eyes couldn't adapt to the indoor light for a while.He squinted his eyes slightly, and after seeing the indoor scene clearly, he took a few strides, and pulled Xu Wanzhen into his arms.

Old Master Tu is not only Xu Wanzhen's great-grandfather, but also a great Confucianist of the dynasty. Xiao Qiwei also pays close attention to the activities of the Tu family.He had just heard the news of Mrs. Tu's death, so he quickly put down everything at hand and rushed back.

Sure enough, I saw the scene where she was so sad that she couldn't help herself.

"Wanzhen," Wu Zhengxiang said in a slow tone, stroking her back, "If you want to cry, just cry hard."

He knows her temperament, no matter how difficult things are, he will press down all his emotions to face and solve them.She doesn't want to cry about how difficult she is, and she never complains.

It was rare for him to see Xu Wanzhen when she was in a strong mood, she always stood there calmly, exuding a unique fragrance like an orchid, and unwavering like a diamond.It was her like this that made him feel more distressed.

But the pain of the death of a loved one is not comparable to other things. It is not a difficulty that can be overcome and disappeared.

At this time, what Xu Wan really needs is to vent all the emotions in her heart, not to endure it.

Xu Wanzhen lay in his arms, sobbing softly.His timely appearance made her relax completely.With him here, you don't have to fight alone.

Wu Zhengxiang patted her on the back lightly, and told Zhiyan: "Go and prepare two sets of plain clothes, and someone puts them in a carriage. You have changed all the furnishings in the house."

Zhiyan saluted, and retreated with Qingluo and other servant girls.The young lady was in grief, but luckily the second son came back.Although she is clear about these rules and knows what to do, she is only a servant after all, and she cannot be the master unless her master orders her.

There were only the two of them in the room, Xu Wanzhen grabbed Wu Zhengxiang's lapel and wept unceasingly.

Crystal clear tears welled up in his eyes and flowed down his cheeks.It flows down the neck and onto the skirt of the skirt.She reached out to wipe her tears, and the tears trickled down her hands again, soaking their chests with a few snaps of fingers.

Wu Zhengxiang hugged her distressedly, it was the first time he saw her so sad and out of control.

(End of this chapter)