Zhu Chan's mother, the fourth lady of the British government, has been ill for a long time.
The illness came on suddenly. I was fine at first, but when I woke up, I couldn't stand up and collapsed on the bed.
But in March, she completely lost consciousness.
She couldn't express it in words, but the pain she endured was still displayed in front of her family.
The originally round body was now as skinny as a stick, the hair was dry, and even the breathing was weak.
The British government has called in everyone from imperial doctors to local famous doctors, and they all say that he is extremely ill and will be exhausted in another month at most.
Zhu Xian was ready to lose her mother completely, but suddenly a wandering doctor was found in the house and he gave her a life-saving prescription.
The doctor didn't lie.
My life was indeed saved, but I never opened my eyes again and just hung on for breath.
In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.
"Eight years, a full eight years," Zhu Xiang didn't care about any posture or image, lying on the round table with his upper body, "but I think about it every day, when will she die? She will die soon!" p>
Lin Yunyan didn't make a sound, just listened to Zhu Xiang's words quietly.
The rebellious words did not arouse Lin Yunyan's dislike, and there was not even a trace of contempt in the other party's expression, which made Zhu Xiang relax a lot.
"You don't know, whenever I dare to say something like this, everyone in the family will stare at me. If I continue to say it, I will have to kneel in the ancestral hall." Zhu Xiang smiled, with a bitter smile, "They said that the country
The government has money and can fully afford mother's medicinal materials; there are so many maids and maids to serve mother with medicine and body scrub. I don't have to bear anything, but I wish my mother would die. I am unfilial. But princess, I really can't bear her.
I’ve suffered.”
Unable to move and unconscious, no matter what Zhu Chan said beside the bed, her mother had no feedback.
Except that the limbs are still warm and there is a faint breath on the tip of the nose, it is no different from death.
"She is in pain, I know she is in pain," Zhu Xiang took a deep breath, and there was a hint of crying in his voice, "As long as I go see her, I can feel her pain. I don't even dare to go home.
Wait, I will think of her when I am free...
I just want to run outside, play horse hanging, throw pots, ride horses, whatever you want, don't let me idle.
She used to be so good-looking and laugh all day long, but now she looks like this.
They all say that it is better to die than to live, but if she is like this, can she still be considered alive?
A while ago, I went to visit my grandmother. I held her in my arms and cried. Of all the relatives, only my grandmother understood me.
At first, it was only my grandmother who objected to using that recipe for my mother. I didn’t understand her at that time and scolded her as “my mother wants her daughter’s life.” It was only later that I understood that it was precisely because she was my mother that my grandmother didn’t want to.
Mother is in so much pain."
Lin Yunyan gave Zhu Xiang a cup of hot tea.
Zhu Xian took it, and the hot air hit her face, hiding the tears in her eyes.
"You sound surprised, don't you?" Zhu Chan's voice became hoarse, "What do outsiders say about our British government?
Generosity and kindness?
Even though my mother was so ill, she was not sent to Zhuangzi. She was still taking good care of herself in the mansion;
My father never remarried, and he didn’t even have a concubine. When he mentioned my mother, he said he was ‘looking forward to waking up one day’ and ‘there is hope for everyone while alive’.
It’s all really a good reputation!
How nice it is to spend such a small amount of money from the public servant, and it’s not him who works hard to take care of him. It’s not him who lies there unable to move, and is tortured by the disease to the point where he has only a handful of bones left. Of course he is not the one who takes care of him.
I wish my mother could live like this.
Anyway, it didn’t delay him raising another son outside.”
Hearing this, Lin Yunyan couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhu Cheng also has a son outside?
Zhu Xiang said so many secrets, and just now she saw surprise in Lin Yunyan's expression. She smiled to herself: "You don't believe it?"
Raising his right hand, Zhu Xian opened his palm completely and stretched his fingers until he could no longer hold it.
"My younger brother is five years old," tears finally fell from the corners of Zhu Chan's eyes, "the elders all know it.
Two years ago, my father wanted to bring mother and son back home, but the family refused.
It's not that I don't like them, but if I take those two back, the good reputation of the British government will be compromised. How can my grandfather and uncles be willing?
My grandmother also knew it, but what could they do?
My uncles also wanted to keep my mother alive, so that we would still be relatives by marriage before she died, so some communication would be convenient.
I’ll teach you.”
Zhu Chuan stood up, his face darkened and his voice darkened.
"Your father is a man, and your mother is like that. It's natural for him to find another one."
"Did you save your mother's life by mistake? You have to think so badly of people!"
"Your surname is Zhu, and you are also from the British government. What good will it do to you if you ruin the reputation of the government?"
"Your mother has been like this all her life. You have to ruin every living person for her to be happy?"
"You don't want a future, there are still so many people in the Zhu family, we want it!"
"He hasn't brought anyone back to show you around. Why are you so dissatisfied and ignorant?"
"It was your mother who fell ill first. The British government has done its best to be kind and righteous, and we don't have the nerve to come and make trouble!"
Lifelike.
The sadness was so great that Zhu Xiang could no longer hold it in, so she knelt down and cried bitterly.
Lin Yunyan knelt down beside her and stretched out her arms to hug her.
Rather than being comforted, Zhu Xiang needs to cry loudly.
"What I say next may not sound good. If you are angry after hearing this, just go back and scold me," Zhu Xiang said with a choked voice while crying, "I sometimes envy you.
Your mother is gone, and she passed away suddenly and painfully, but at least she didn't suffer eight years of suffering, and it was over in one night.
Your father is such a good person that he can legitimately continue his marriage. He has not done so, and he has no intention of giving birth to a son. He has no reluctance to give up the title to his nephew in the future.
Don’t use your mother’s affairs to gain fame.
I really envy you."
Lin Yunyan also had tears in her eyes.
People are kind-hearted, how can they not be moved by true sorrow and crying?
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She and Zhu Xiang are similar. Their mothers have both "left", but they are completely different.
This does not prevent Lin Yunyan from understanding Zhu Xian's pain.
When Zhu Xiang was done crying, Lin Yunyan wiped her face with a handkerchief.
"I didn't mean to scold you, and I wasn't angry either," Lin Yunyan slowed down her speech and spoke to Zhu Xiang seriously, "You have no one else to say these words but me.
I didn’t want my mother to suffer while she was alive, so it was a blessing for my mother to leave cleanly like that.
If it weren't for me, if you said this to anyone else, they would all accuse you of being sick.
But I don’t know how, I know what you said is true.”
Zhu Xiang leaned against Lin Yunyan, calmed down for a while, and murmured to her heart: "I often dream, and I dream about my mother saying that her life is so painful, and that she is tortured by illness day and night.
I wanted to stab my mother with scissors several times, but it was useless and I couldn’t do it. Maybe I would do it if I was really crazy...
She is liberated, I can be crazy as much as I want, it is better than her suffering all the time..."
Lin Yunyan held Zhu Xian's hand.
This was the path Zhu Xiang took in his previous life.
"But I'm so unwilling," Zhu Xiang said, "Obviously they are all murderers. They have made my mother suffer for so many years just for their own reputation. Even if I free my mother, what will they lose?
They are still kind and kind, and each of them is wearing a human skin, sucking the flesh and blood of my mother into a beautiful human skin. How can I accept this?
Princess, am I being extreme?"
Thanks to book friend Xu Bicheng Official Girlfriend, not as good as Chun for the reward, thanks to Bookstore Celestial Li for the reward. Thanks to Xiaoxiang book friend Jiang Hajiang for the reward.
