Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

Aunt Yao didn't know what she meant, and there was no shame on her face. "It's just a bowl of sour plum soup. How can I be so stingy? After all, I'm also pregnant with the children of the Shen family."

He also touched his stomach, and his eyes looked provocative.

"It's really important to have children, but no matter whether your sister gave birth to a young master or a young lady, you should call me mother. In a word, hard work is just your sister."

Chen Jiawen couldn't help laughing. The air conditioner in her eyes looked at her intensely and looked at Aunt Yao opposite.

Shen Zhuohua couldn't help laughing at the sound. What he said is reasonable. After all, the child born to his aunt is not qualified to change his biological mother for his mother. His legitimate mother can't be here. Instead, he has a feeling of giving birth to others.

"Mother, it's just a bowl of sour plum soup. Elder sister also has some left over. Why can't she drink it for her aunt first?" Shen An'an didn't pay attention to the confrontation between the two, but looked at her suspiciously

"That's the rest. How can my wife eat the rest?" Chen Jia frowned and looked at Shen An'an in front of her. This woman really has no eyes. How do you think she feels upset.

"Sister, how can I say that my mother is also my legitimate mother? It's unreasonable for my mother to eat the rest. If my aunt dislikes the things in my yard, then go back and cook some again. Why do you have to rob the things that don't belong to her?"

Shen Zhuohua looked at Aunt Yao with an unknown meaning, with cold frost and mockery in his indifferent eyes.

"Well, it's just a bowl of sour plum soup. The master will send someone to prepare these things for me. Forget it, I'll go back first." aunt Yao knew what she meant and could only suppress her anger.

After finding a reason and excuse, he left the main hospital with Shen An'an and left the dried apricots.

"This woman is really annoying." Chen Jia saw those people go away and looked at the dried apricots on the table.

"If mother doesn't want to see her, don't see her. Why bother?" Shen Zhuohua naturally knew that she always cared that she had no news, so he sat there and looked at her.

"Do you think I want to see you? They broke in and said they would give you dried apricots and flowers and throw them out." Chen Jia calmed her mind and said softly.

"Yes." mother Hua took the plate and went out.

Seeing this, Shen Zhuohua said, "there is no evidence of being together. My daughter will accompany her mother at home these days." he asked Ruier to take the chessboard.

I haven't played chess for some time. It's a relief to Chen Jia.

"You still understand your mother's mind." I've been busy with Shen Fu's affairs and have no time to play chess.

"Well, why didn't the Marquis hear from you when it was time for you and the Marquis to discuss marriage?" Chen Jia picked up the white son and fell on the chessboard, puzzled on his face.

"Marquis may have something to do recently. When he comes, he will come naturally." Shen Zhuohua also talked with Fu Pingyan last time, and it will be about the same after some time.

"You and the Marquis have also been delayed for a long time. There is no news for a long time. Was it not that the people of the Fu family were offended by Aunt Yao last time?" Chen Jia has heard from Duke Shen and has not come now. Is it really because he is unhappy?

"My daughter doesn't know either." Shen Zhuohua couldn't help but disagree with Chen Jia's idea.

At this time——

Mother Hua came in from the door and came to Chen Jia, "Miss, the old slave just heard the news, Mrs. Zuo..."

"What's the matter with Yurong?" Chen Jia looked at her and felt a bad feeling in her heart.

"Mrs. Zuo has gone." mother Hua pondered and said aloud.

With a bang, the chess pieces in his hand immediately fell on the chessboard and made a sound.

After hearing this, Shen Zhuohua frowned and gradually put down the chess pieces. Zuo's face appeared in his mind. Didn't you expect it to disappear so soon?

"Prepare the carriage, I'm going to see her for the last time." for a long time, Chen Jiacai made a slow noise, got up from his chair and stepped falsely.

"Mother, be careful." Shen Zhuohua caught her quickly. "My daughter will go with you."

"OK." Chen Jia's eyes were filled with tears. She sat in the car with Shen Zhuohua in a dejected manner. She was very depressed. In her mind, she remembered what happened when she was in the boudoir with her.

"Jia'er, I'm getting married."

"Jia'er, do you think I look good in this?"

"I like that man. He has a sense of security. He will be very good to me."

When Zuo Shi was young, he looked at her with a happy face. His face was also shy and held his hand tightly.

"Mother." Shen Zhuohua knows that she has a good relationship with Zuo Shi. She has heard from Mo'er over the years. There are letters. Otherwise, Zuo Xiaoqing's actions and Chen Jia will not continue to associate with her.

"Huohua, mother's only friend is gone." Chen Jia sat there with a choking voice and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

Shen Zhuohua just reached out and touched the back of her hand to appease her.

Zuo Fu.

Looking at the white banner beside the door, Chen Jia got out of the car and his heart jumped.

Shen Zhuohua's mother and daughter followed the servants to the front hall. They saw the left door supervisor and those concubines sitting in the front hall, accompanied by the sound of crying from time to time.

"Lord Zuo, where's Yurong?" Chen Jia went to the left door supervisor and looked at him sitting there. He didn't know what he was thinking. His tone was also very stiff.

"Inside." the voice of the left door supervisor was also a little hoarse, and he stretched out his fingers to point inside.

Chen Jia said no more and walked in quickly. He saw Zuo Shi lying in the coffin, his eyes closed, very peaceful.

"Yurong, I'm coming." when Chen Jia looked at the scene in the coffin, tears couldn't stop falling and touched the coffin with both hands.

Shen Zhuohua stood beside him and looked at Zuo Shi with black eyes. Although he was covered with oral fat, he could still see that he died of poison.

In the heart also secretly sigh, this left surname is willing to die, can't help but feel sad in his heart.

"Mother, let's put incense on Mrs. Zuo. Don't disturb her peace." Shen Zhuohua said softly when he saw Chen Jia's tears falling.

Chen Jia sobbed, picked up her handkerchief, wiped her tears, nodded slightly, followed Shen Zhuohua to eat, and let mother Hua put the lighted incense in her own hand.

"People are gone. What are you doing here?" one of the concubines said with contempt in her eyes.

"Sister Bao, what are you talking about?" another concubine on one side looked at her puzzled.