frightfiction Chapter 406: Clouds of Sadness and Mist, Scent of Flowers and Rice
Chapter 406: Clouds of Sadness and Mist, Scent of Flowers and Rice
Lu Jieen left.
Leng Xian sat on the bench in a daze, his back against the wall, not moving at all.
Old Mrs. Yin sat on the bed, looking at her son who was sitting beside her in a trance. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, wanting to ask something...
But... in the end, I didn't dare to speak out.
After all, Old Yin had been tormented by nightmares for the past few days, and hadn't eaten or drunk properly during that time;
Moreover, just this morning, he had two fights with Yin Shi...
Tearing each other apart... uh... is quite tiring!
In addition, the plan to sell off the servants failed, and the little money that could have been obtained was gone...
I had thought that after I bought the servants and got some money, I would buy some food, clothes, and daily necessities first...
It seems there is no hope now!
Maybe it’s because hope comes first, and then disappointment follows…
Old Mrs. Yin had just perked up a little spirit but then lost it again, feeling mentally exhausted and physically weak.
Old Yin was too lazy to call Madam Ye, Songzhi, and Songguo to come in and serve her, and she just lay down slowly...
Closing her eyes, Old Yin tried to calm her breathing and relax her spirit.
When Leng Xian finally came to his senses, he looked at the empty room, then glanced at old Yin lying on the bed, and a flash of annoyance passed through his eyes.
Xu Lu left...
Xu Lu left...
These words kept flashing back and forth in Leng Xian's mind...
Xu Lu left...
Does he think that the future of Marquis Qinxing's Mansion is bleak and hopeless?
Staying in the Marquis Qinxing’s Mansion... the future is bleak?
So, he left in despair at this time, without saying goodbye?
Is the Qinxing Marquis Mansion really in decline and hopeless?
Really...will it really decline from now on?
Leng Xian was unwilling to admit...
But when I looked around, I felt confused.
Don’t even mention where the future and hope of the Marquis Qinxing’s Mansion lies… I don’t know it myself;
Even if I want to find dozens or hundreds of taels of silver for emergency right now... I am helpless!
Not to mention maintaining the Marquis of Qinxing Mansion and restoring its former glory...
It's easier said than done!
why?
How could the Marquis Qinxing Mansion, which was once a great place, end up like this?
Leng Xian was unwilling to accept this.
But what can I do if I am unwilling?
Leng Xian glanced again at old Yin who had occupied his wooden bed, closed his eyes in annoyance, shook his head, slowly stood up, and walked out of the hut step by step... step by step.
When Zhongshun saw this, he hurriedly took two steps forward and wanted to lend a hand to support Leng Xian.
Leng Xian waved his hand and said gloomily, "No need, let's go to Mr. Xu's room!"
Zhongshun was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Leng Xian meant.
I looked back at my little house...
The cottage is occupied by the old lady, so the Marquis is... going to move?
As Leng Xian's personal servant, Zhongshun naturally obeys whatever his master says.
"Yes!" Zhongshun followed Leng Xian silently, following Leng Xian's steps closely, and went to Peng Lu's house next to Lu Jie'en.
Old Mrs. Yin, who was lying on the bed, heard light footsteps.
She slowly opened her eyes, only to see a cold and handsome figure walking out of the house without even saying hello.
Old Yin wanted to call her son...
But in the end, he didn't say anything.
What would happen if I called him?
In today's Marquis Qinxing's Mansion, even a servant cannot be sold!
What else can I do if I call my son?
Old Mrs. Yin opened her lifeless eyes and stared at the tattered tent roof in a daze.
Nanny Ye, Songzhi and Songguo watched Leng Xian and Zhongshun leave.
The three of them pricked up their ears and listened...
He looked into the house again...
The old lady in the room did not move.
Several people exchanged glances...
Finally, it was Nanny Ye who stepped into the house first, followed by pine branches and pine cones.
The three of them walked to the bedside. Madam Ye leaned down slightly, looked at Old Lady Yin, and asked softly, "Madam, are you...are you going to continue to rest here?
Or...or should we wait for you to return to Yi'an Hall?"
Go back to Yi'an Hall?
Even when he returned to Yi'an Hall, he did not live in his original house;
All the tools are not the same as before.
After returning to Yian Hall, he just rested in Nanny Ye's room in the back house.
Old Mrs. Yin was filled with sadness and did not answer for a while.
I was lying here, and even my own son left in disgust!
If I stay here, can I wait for my son to come and greet me?
Wait until your son comes to your bedside to show his filial piety?
Forget it, let’s go back to Yiantang!
Although he returned to Yi'an Hall and lived in Madam Ye's house instead of his original house;
But, at least Ye Ma's house is better and cleaner than Zhongshun's shabby house...
At least we live in the courtyard of Yiantang.
Old Yin closed her eyes, two lines of turbid tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes, sliding down silently...
"Let's... go back to Yi'antang!"
Just when Nanny Ye thought that Old Yin was going to lie down quietly in this little room, she heard Old Yin's almost inaudible instructions again.
"Yes, old lady!"
Madam Ye responded quickly, and reached out to help old Yin sit up;
Pine branches and pine cones came forward and helped old Yin get out of bed.
Old Yin had just stood firm, before she could take a step...
"Pfft... pfft..."
That sound that makes your scalp tingle and makes you vomit out your leftover food suddenly rang out again!
"what!"
Old Yin screamed subconsciously, and her body trembled uncontrollably...
She knew she was incontinent again!
But...but she can't control it!
"Hurry... hurry and help me go back... go back and change clothes!"
Leaving behind a trail of filth, watermarks, and stench, Old Yin, supported by Songzhi and Songguo on her left and right, stumbled all the way back to Yiantang.
The Qinxing Marquis's mansion was filled with a lingering cloud of sorrow and misery, mixed with bursts of foul odors from time to time...
The scene in the Queen's Fengyi Palace is quite different!
The light floral scent is tinged with the alluring aroma of food...
It was almost noon and Empress Luan Xiying was ordering the palace servants to prepare lunch when she heard the sound of palace servants outside the palace welcoming the emperor.
Queen Luan Xiying turned her head and saw Emperor Hongde, with a smile on his face, walking in with the chief eunuch Yu Feng and the junior eunuch Xiao Dongzi.
"Hey, Your Majesty, are you hungry?
You came here just because you smelled the aroma of lunch?" Queen Luan Xiying joked with a smile.
"No! No!" Emperor Hongde shook a small piece of paper in his hand, "It was our precious son who assigned me a task!"