Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 92
Ling Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction, and believed in Ruyi and the others' ability to handle affairs.

Ruyi and the other maids performed their duties carefully and waited for Ling Xiaoxiao to go to bed. Today, Ling Xiaoxiao left her baby to sleep with Beibei. Looking at the child's pink and tender face, Xiaoxiao felt that she should Stepping up the pace of reconciliation, that Huang Mingzhu is ruthless, I am afraid that these two children will be the first ones who cannot be tolerated after entering the mansion, instead of worrying about it every day, it is better to leave the mansion directly, without any ties to the Luo mansion.

Just thinking of the empress's words, a dark cloud floated over Ling Xiaoxiao's heart. She took a long breath to suppress the troubles in her heart. She patiently endured for two days, and then tried to reconcile, just endured The days of my life are too tormented, I really want to leave now, and be at ease from now on, without being subject to these useless attitudes.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoxiao immediately shook her head, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she was afraid that if she continued to think about it, she would really force Luo Haitian to reconcile, but she is not alone now, she has too many people she cares about, There are too many people worth cherishing, so these patiences are necessary, necessary, and worthwhile. For the people she loves and loves her, she is willing to endure, even if her heart is suffering, she will still press Live in the atrium that is dripping with blood, and continue to endure.

The next day, the house was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the festivities were extraordinary. The mothers-in-law and girls around Xiaoxiao were a little worried about Ling Xiaoxiao's mood, and they couldn't help but keep a low profile, but Ling Xiaoxiao never had a smile on his face from beginning to end. Even if they were full for breakfast, it made them feel relieved a lot.

It would be a lie to say that Ling Xiaoxiao didn't feel the slightest bit. She is not a wooden person, but also has flesh and blood, so she would naturally be sad. After all, she also entered the door of Luo's family with joy and happiness at the beginning, but she was not Especially sad: because this scumbag is not worth it.

Last night, the mother and child were squeezed together on the same bed, and Ling Xiaoxiao hugged the baby and Beibei tightly in her arms all night long.

At night, she couldn't fall asleep, opened her eyes, and thought many times: Fortunately, these three years are not in vain, she still has them.

The winter season is a bit cold, and there are hot charcoal basins in the four corners of the inner room, which dispel the cold air in the room, but Ling Xiaoxiao feels cold, not the kind of cold that the cold wind enters the body, but that The cold air coming out of her bones makes people feel cold in her heart. It seems that no amount of charcoal basins can dispel the cold air in her heart: a cold heart is more difficult to warm up than a cold body!

But she is so afraid of the cold, she still has to go out, today she is half the protagonist, many people are going to watch her sing a big show.

Just when Ling Xiaoxiao was about to go out, the door was suddenly pushed open, almost hitting her in the face, but fortunately she narrowly escaped by taking a step back, the person who came was Luo The old woman who served beside the old lady said: "Ma'am, madam, it's bad, something is wrong, old lady, old lady hanged herself..."

Ling Xiaoxiao felt uncomfortable because she was almost bumped into by those who pushed her away, and now she heard such a joke again, she almost couldn't help laughing: How can the old witch Luo use it like this? Old and uncreative tricks... vomiting blood, pretending to be sick, pretending to be dizzy, crying ghosts and howling, and now hanging herself to scare people, why can't she come to be creative, such as eating some arsenic, drinking some crane top red, Swallow some gold and silver, or simply wipe the neck with a knife, how neat it is, at least it can win the best creative award.

Of course, Ling Xiaoxiao also knows that it is impossible for Mrs. Luo to be creative. If she accidentally let herself be creative, then she is not reconciled to being a ghost. She doesn't really want to die. , but just to control Luo Haitian, but also to give Luo Haitian a step down.

"Did you tell your master?" Ling Xiaoxiao held back a smile and asked calmly.

"Someone has been sent."

"Since I sent someone to report to your master, then let your master decide this matter. I will go with you to see the old lady first!" Ling Xiaoxiao didn't have the heart to cause trouble again, if it wasn't for a good day of being a monk One day, she wanted to save this trip, if she didn't go, there would be no major problems anyway, so why waste her energy?
"Say it again, say it again?" Luo Haitian's mind was buzzing, and he couldn't hear clearly what the woman in front of him said just now.

"Old madam, old madam hanged herself early this morning, sir." The old lady cried and lay down on the ground and said it clearly again, but deliberately vague the result.

When Luo Haitian heard the woman's words, he felt the blood in his whole body rushing to his head in just a second: "Mother hanged herself, how could mother hang herself?" He couldn't believe it, he knew his mother Yes, he is stronger, how could he hang himself?After killing him, he didn't believe that such a strong mother would choose to commit suicide, and in disbelief, Luo Haitian felt a little resentment towards Mrs. Luo: How could mother choose to commit suicide? Let him fall into unfilial behavior, what kind of impact will it have on his reputation... Today, the Holy One is very respectful of filial piety.

Luo Haitian didn't expect Mrs. Luo to be so decisive. Even if he violated her wishes yesterday, she shouldn't commit suicide. She is making him unfilial, and his future future will be ruined on this.

Mrs. Luo's future is considered to be over if he hangs like this. If it is not done well, the emperor may use him to promote filial piety. Luo Haitian no longer has the heart to think about what is there. He ran to Mrs. Luo's yard.

Mrs. Luo's yard was in chaos, and the girls and women were waiting back and forth, hoping that Mrs. Luo would wake up: If something happened to Mrs. Luo, everyone in this house would be wiped out. A servant who knows such news cannot be allowed to live.

There were people standing in front of Mrs. Luo's bed, shouting, crying, shouting, it was really lively, and as soon as Luo Haitian came in, he knelt down in front of Mrs. Luo's bed, admitting his mistake and apologizing. He opened his mouth vigorously: "Mother, wake up, wake up, it's all the fault of the child, the fault of the child." Every time he uttered a typo, he slapped himself hard, the pure and filial Luo Haitian Obviously, he was deeply reflecting on his own mistakes, but his deep reflection made the feigned Mrs. Luo twist her mouth angrily: What a brainless person, who doesn't know what she wants to hear?
(End of this chapter)