The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 275
The eldest princess of Jinyang couldn't be invited over and over again, and it was already late at night. Duke Ding guessed that Dad really wanted to see Aniang, and wanted to say something to her face to face.He knows that his parents' dispositions are all stubborn and unyielding.

However, when the old Duke was dying, he could not swallow his last breath. Duke Ding whispered in his father's ear and asked, "Father, you really want to see Mom, why don't you invite me again?"

The old man closed his eyes and shook his head, entangled for a lifetime, seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other.

Ding Guogong sighed, and his wife looked at each other, both were helpless.

The old man could not swallow his last breath, his eyes were half-closed and half-open, he seemed to be asleep, and he didn't know what he was waiting for.

"Grandfather, grandma is not in good health. She has been taking medicine since the beginning of autumn. It is cold at night and snowy and slippery. It is really inconvenient for her to go out." The son knelt in front of his grandfather's bed and explained, different from his younger brother. , he and Shang Zhaoyang are like real grandparents, the two get along harmoniously.

The old man's eyelids trembled a few times, he hesitated to speak.

Princess Jing'an looked at it clearly from the sidelines, and after thinking about it, she did not discuss with her husband and eldest son, and said directly: "Father, let's get in the car and go to the mansion over there. At this time, Auntie has not rested yet, so we should be able to catch up." .”

As soon as the words fell, it seemed to be knocking on the door that Shang and his son had never thought of. They were surprised and hoped that the old man would make a statement.

Duke Dingguo held his breath and watched his father's expression intently. Seeing that he was slightly twitching his chin, he didn't care about it any more, and ordered someone to prepare a car and go through the corner gate on the east to the Dachang Princess' mansion.

When he carried his father into the car, Duke Ding was still muttering that his father had become so thin that he was so light and weightless.

The cold wind was fierce, whizzing past the treetops above the wall, and slashed people's faces like knives.From the main hall of the Duke’s Mansion to the Bai Qitang in the Dachang Princess’s Mansion, it’s not that close at all, let alone take a candle, the old man’s breath is getting weaker and weaker, leaning on his son’s arms and listening to the wheels creaking...

This road was exactly the one that Shang Zhaoyang didn't want to take the most. He always entered and exited through the gate, and the number of times he went to the eldest princess in the past ten years was only a handful.

He has forgotten what Jinyang has become, but he knows that he is old and dying, waiting for the wind to blow the lamp out.

"Father, we're here, wake up." Dingguo pushed his father to talk, the old man tried to open his eyes, but couldn't tell who the woman with high temples and gorgeous clothes outside the car was, she looked like Jinyang but didn't look like it.

Yun Shangyi greeted them outside Bai Qitang, but said that the eldest princess had fallen asleep.

Dingguo Gongquan pretended not to hear, he carried his father from the car and went straight to the inner hall, his clothes were windy, striding forward.Yun Shangyi stopped him symbolically, and tactfully avoided it.

"Mother, I'll bring daddy to see you. He has something to tell you." Duke Ding spoke in a hoarse voice.

Hearing the nervousness and panic in her husband's tone, Princess Jing'an was worried. She held her eldest son's hand tightly and stopped under the eaves to wait.

The inner room of Baiqi hall is as warm as spring, with a delicate fragrance burning in the incense burner, and the whole room is safe.Princess Jinyang sat cross-legged in the warm tent, her hair draped over her shoulders, she remained motionless, as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Aniang, are you even annoyed by your longevity?" Ding Guogong didn't know that he spoke like a child acting like a baby in front of his parents. Maybe it was because of the cold on the road. He felt cold and the person in his arms became less and less. temperature.

Stretching out his hand, his father's forehead was cold, and Duke Ding also touched his own forehead. For some reason, his hands lost strength, and the old Duke in his arms rolled down, causing the incense burner on the woven blanket to overturn.

There was extraordinary movement outside the tent, Princess Jinyang couldn't bear it anymore, she lifted the curtain, stood in front of the bed, and looked coldly at her embarrassed son and Shang Zhaoyang who was equally embarrassed.

She hasn't seen Shang Zhaoyang for more than two years, that dry and skinny old man on the ground could be him?

I think he is tall and handsome, with bright eyebrows, looking back and smiling like a spring breeze wrinkling green water, warming people's hearts.

In the battles of the past years, among thousands of troops, Yumian Langjun stood on the horse with a horizontal sword, his armor was shining, his majesty was like a mountain, and he was better than Sirius.

Just by looking at it, the young Jin Yang felt that it was worth dying for him.

But he is so old!

Princess Jinyang took a closer look step by step, there was something blocked in her throat, and she couldn't speak even if she wanted to.

Shang Zhaoyang raised his arms with the last bit of strength, trying to reach Jinyang, but his throat was muffled, and he spoke words that no one else could understand.

The once resentful couple lay down and stood together, looking at each other across the air.

Duke Ding knelt beside his father, looking up at his mother.

"Mother!" he murmured.

The lights were flickering, and the light and shadow were cast on the screen window. People outside the house only saw an old woman standing still.

Shang Zhaoyang's hand fumbled in the air several times, only enough to reach the corner of Princess Jinyang's clothes, the fine silk slipped from his hand, but there was still nothing.

His eyes were cloudy, and he tried to open them wider but to no avail. The outstretched arm had exhausted its last bit of strength and was slowly drooping.

Duke Ding pleaded again: "Mother, for the sake of my son, just talk to father, he really regrets it."

Sincerely repent? !Princess Jinyang couldn't believe it, looking down at Shang Zhaoyang who was dying, she felt no joy in her heart.

"Jinyang." The old Duke's arm fell on the rug, and finally he struggled to shout, his eyes were all bright, and it was short-lived and slowly dispersed.

Something burst out of her body and scattered into the cloud of the nine heavens. Princess Jinyang wet her eyes unconsciously with tears, and squatted down to hold Shang Zhaoyang's half-raised hand just now. She was skinny and shriveled, but still warm of.

He was indeed skinny and skinny. Grand Duke Jinyang clearly remembered the first time he was held by Shang Zhaoyang, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Let's go with peace of mind. We will never see each other again in the next life. My whole life of loving you is enough." She said to him.

A tear rolled from the corner of the old man's eyes lying on the ground, and the resentment was over.

(End of this chapter)