When Mrs. Zhou saw him suddenly opening his eyes, she was so frightened that she stepped back, and then said angrily: "Have you seen a ghost? Your eyes were so wide open that you would have thought it was a fake corpse."
After listening to these words, Jinghou roared at her: "Shut up! It's really a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory. What kind of corpse trick is it? Is this prince dead?"
Mrs. Zhou was stunned by his yelling. Seeing that he was very angry recently, she didn't dare to provoke him. She brought the hangover soup and said, "Drink the hangover soup first."
Waiting for his throat to be very dry, he took it and drank it all in one gulp, then asked: "Have you eaten tonight, mother?"
Zhou curled her lips, "Who knows? Madam is waiting over there."
When he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, Mr. Zhou stopped him, "What are you doing? It's already late at night. If you want to go, you can go tomorrow. The old lady has already gone to bed."
Jingwai stumbled out and cursed, "What the hell do you know, a person with rheumatism has to sleep day and night? If he sleeps too much during the day, he will be awake at night."
Zhou said bitterly: "I have never seen such filial piety in the past. I don't know if I have done something wrong. Now I want to make up for it. Could it be that you made the old lady angry?"
Jinghou turned around suddenly and said viciously: "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will kill you."
Seeing him looking like he was going to kill someone, Mrs. Zhou was so frightened that she fell silent on the spot.
The old lady was indeed awake. Dr. Cao gave her acupuncture to dredge her meridians and blood vessels. Her condition improved slightly, but she was still unable to speak.
Jinghou staggered to the bed, the smell of alcohol still lingering on his body, and walked towards the old lady.
Jinghou sat down in front of the bed and suddenly saw the old lady glaring in her eyes. He was so frightened that he trembled and fell down.
"Mother, mother, are you awake?" He slowly got up and sat upright, not daring to raise his head.
The old lady looked at him. She couldn't speak since the rheumatism, and her mind went through the events of his childhood over and over again. The little boy who was swaying and stretching out his hands to call his mother was now living in the most disgusting way.
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With her blood boiling, she twisted her mouth and squeezed out a sentence, "Can... can you be like a human being?"
Waiting in a daze, when he heard these words, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he threw himself on the old lady and burst into tears.
The old lady took a breath, opened her mouth wide, and a line of muddy tears fell from her eyes.
She was so tired that she tried her best to hold her breath and not dare to die, just because of this evil obstacle!
Sun's mother came in and saw mother and son crying bitterly. She couldn't help but feel a sore nose and hurriedly closed the door and went out.
The next day, Jinghou went to Prince An's Mansion.
He looked at Prince An, mustered up the courage for the first time, and said in a tough tone: "Your Majesty, the young marquis went back and thought about what you ordered yesterday. He felt that the young marquis couldn't handle it. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
King An smiled and said, "Oh? So, you don't want to return to officialdom anymore?"
Jingwai said: "I dream about it, but Xiaohou has been a coward for half his life and really has no ability to serve the court. Thank you for your love, Your Majesty."
He cupped his hands and said, "Goodbye!"
King An watched him turn around, his eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and he said coldly: "Jingwai, someone asked me to tell Jingwai a word."