The news of Shen's death did not surprise the people in the Feng Mansion. Her dramas about committing suicide were there, and Feng Jinyuan's attitude was also there. He just sighed afterwards that he thought he would take her back from the temple.
It was resurrected, but unexpectedly, it was just a return to the past.
With Manxi's words, Chen Yu, who was holding a tea cup and talking to the old lady, suddenly stood up. He didn't care that the tea cup knocked over and the tea spilled all over his skirt, and ran out like crazy.
The old lady was anxious, fearing that something would happen to Chen Yu if she was too sad, so she quickly shouted to everyone: "Why don't you hurry up and follow us! Don't let Chen Yu run around!"
Only then did everyone react and hurried towards Jinyuyuan'er.
After all, Shen Yu ran fast. He arrived in front of Shen's family earlier and saw at a glance that her mother, who used to be fat and fleshy, now looked like she had been shaved off several layers of flesh. Although her body was not
It was dry, but not as bloated as before. Especially the face, the cheekbones were sunken, the bridge of the nose seemed to be broken, the flesh on the face was a little blue, and the eyes were staring, as if the eyeballs were about to pop out.
Shen's death was horrific, and her unwillingness was written all over her face.
But so what?
Chen Yu staggered forward and knelt down beside Shen's bed with a plop.
She regretted a little, why she could be so cold and indifferent when Shen was imprisoned in Jinyuyuan, and never even looked at her. This is her mother, who gave birth to her and raised her, how could she be so bored that she let her live on her own?
The point of self-destruction?
Chen Yu's tears fell down, and he suddenly felt resentment and fear towards Feng Jinyuan.
Holding Shen's hand tremblingly, his body temperature had gone. Shen Yu suddenly cried loudly, throwing away the reserve and poise he had maintained since he was a child. He no longer paid attention to his image, and laid on Shen's body.
He was crying like a child.
Everyone who came behind couldn't help but sigh. Anshi raised his hand to wipe away his tears. Yaoshi also sighed secretly and felt a little sympathy for Chen Yu.
The old lady was the last one to come in. She only took one look and turned around to go out. As she walked, she said, "Send someone to wait at the palace gate. As soon as the court is over, call Jin Yuan back. Inform Butler He to prepare for the funeral."
The old lady gave the order and the whole government mobilized.
After all, Mrs. Shen was not very popular, and no one except Chen Yu would feel so sad because of her passing. People even breathed a sigh of relief, Ms. Shen was finally gone, and the house could at least become quiet.
Yao is not optimistic. She comes from a big family, so she naturally understands that a house can never be without a mistress. Shen's departure only means the arrival of the next mistress, but that mistress is
It's hard to tell whether they are close or distant.
Feng Jinyuan returned to the mansion from the next day. As soon as he entered the mansion, he saw Chen Yu rushing in front of him and kneeling on the blue brick floor with a plop: "Father!" Chen Yu cried until his eyes were swollen, but he didn't care.
It doesn't matter whether I am beautiful or ugly, I just keep crying and begging: "Father, my mother has passed away, please let my brother come back to see my mother on her last journey!"
Feng Jinyuan originally didn't want Feng Zihao to send Shen away. He even sent Zihao away when he knew that Shen's end was coming. But now that Chen Yu begged him like this, he didn't know which nerve in him was twitching.
After a while, he recalled how kind Shen was to him when he was in his hometown, how he took care of the old lady, and how he helped him go to Beijing to take the exam.
Feng Jinyuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, pulled Chen Yu up and said, "Okay, as a father, I will send someone to take Zi Hao back. Don't cry anymore."
Because of Shen's death, the Feng family's concubines and children were all clothed in mourning clothes, and even Jin Zhen, who was in confinement, wore them. Han's body had not been well-rested, so she looked even paler when she put on a white cloth mourning clothes.
Feng Jinyuan wanted to ask about Han's illness several times, but felt that after all, Shen had just died, so he had to take some taboos into consideration, and thought to himself that Shen should not go to the backyard again until the first seven days.
The mourning hall was built in the Jinyu Courtyard. The housekeeper He Zhong was very efficient in handling the affairs. He invited a group of people from outside who were specialized in organizing funerals for the big family. In less than an hour, a decent mourning hall was built.
Feng Jinyuan specially invited a doctor to go through the formalities and confirm the fact of Shen's death before announcing it to the public.
No matter how Shen is in the house, she is the mistress of the Feng family after all. The old lady said: "There will be a big funeral!" This is not to show Shen's face, but to make up for Chen Yu's face.
He Zhong brought someone from the coffin shop to the door, and after consulting Feng Jinyuan, he ordered the most expensive sandalwood coffin for Shen.
That night, all the juniors kept vigil for Shen.
After a day of intense work, it finally became quieter when there were only a few servants and the young master who was keeping watch in the mourning hall.
Chen Yu knelt in front of the brazier and burned paper money. His mood was no longer as exciting as it was during the day. Even his makeup had been repaired, and his face had regained its original delicacy.
"Mother." Chen Yu threw paper money into the brazier one by one, as if muttering to himself or telling others: "Father said, Chen Yu will always be the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, no matter what happens.
, no matter who takes the position of mistress in the future, that person can only be regarded as filling in the house, and the children she gives birth to are step-daughters and step-sons, and cannot be compared with Chen Yu." After a moment of silence, he spoke again.
He said, "Mom, please go in peace. Don't worry about Chen Yu and brother. Those who harm us will not end well."
The mourning hall was already filled with a gloomy forest, and Chen Yu's words were filled with resentment, which made people's hair stand on end.
Fendai was holding her arm, which was already in slight pain. She was even more angry after hearing Chen Yu speak like this. She stood up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Chen Yu's girl Yiyue: "Miss Fourth, this is
Where are you going? Tonight, I have to keep a vigil for my wife. This is the old lady’s order.”
Fendai glared at her and said, "I'm going to the toilet."
Yiyue made a gesture of invitation: "Fourth Miss, please, I will accompany Fourth Miss."
Fendai was so angry that she really wanted to slap the girl away, and even wanted to call her a bastard, but there was still Feng Chenyu there, and no matter how angry she was, she didn't dare to do it at this time.
She knelt before the soul again and never mentioned going to the toilet again.
Chen Yu burned the last piece of paper money, left the brazier and knelt down at the edge. Feng Yuheng stood up and stepped forward, took another handful of paper money, and started burning it in Chen Yu's place.
"Speaking of it, things are really unpredictable." She said quietly, but she talked about the Yao family back then, "Who would have thought that a famous and prosperous family would get into such a lawsuit. So, if you don't talk about tomorrow's events today, you can see tomorrow.
When the sun shines, it is considered a new day. Just like mother, when Ah Heng first came back, you were so majestic. How could I have thought that today I would be seriously ill and die. So, things in the world are impermanent! "
She talked about the impermanence of the world for several times in a row, which made Feng Chen feel numb. This was reminding her that the world was impermanent. In the past, Feng Yuheng was so valued by the government. Who dared to bully the Yao family in the past?
The Yao family, even the emperor would give some face to it. What about now?
So, who can guarantee that Feng Chenyu will still be the legitimate daughter of the Feng family? What if a fortune-telling bastard comes out sometime and suddenly points at Fendai and says that she is the fate of Feng?
When he thought of this, Chen Yu began to feel frightened.
But after thinking about it again, she was already fourteen years old, and she was about to have hair extensions after the Chinese New Year. She thought that her family would start to make plans for her future, so she just had to bear with it.
Feng Yuheng's words not only reminded Chen Yu, but also Fendai.
Yes, Feng Yuheng was a good legitimate daughter, but she became a concubine just because something happened to the Yao family. Then if something happened to the Shen family, would Shen Yu also become a concubine? When the time comes, Han will try her best.
With her strength, she might actually be able to sit in the position of mistress. Her dream of being a legitimate daughter is not far away.
Everyone kept vigil until 3:30 a.m. before being let back to rest. Zirui was exhausted early on, and Xiangrong felt sorry for him, so she kept Zirui leaning on her for the rest of the night. When she stood up, her legs went weak, and she almost fell back.
Feng Yuheng quickly supported him, took two pieces of chocolate from his sleeves and gave them to Xiangrong and Zirui. Zirui had eaten this before and didn't find it novel, but it was the first time he saw Xinrong. He just stared at Hei
Huhu, I didn’t know what it was, so I thought it was medicine.
I saw Zi Rui stuffing it into his mouth, and then he showed a look of enjoyment and satisfaction, but he was still sleepy. He couldn't help but become curious, and he followed Zi Rui's example and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth.
Then I was surprised instantly.
Her second sister is a treasure chest! Xiangrong has been unwavering in this belief ever since!
Everyone went back to the courtyard to rest, and slept until noon before getting up to eat. After eating, they rushed to Jinyu Courtyard to follow their work.
Feng Jinyuan was the prime minister after all. When the mistress of the house passed away, how many people came to express condolences?
From the early morning of that day, people came to the door, and until the children returned to Jinyuyuan after resting, people waiting to express their condolences were already lined up at the door of the house.
The butler He Zhong was so busy that he didn't stand still and kept shuttling among the crowd.
Feng Jinyuan's face was filled with sadness, and he expressed his gratitude to everyone who came.
At this moment, there was a sudden shout outside the house door - "Mother!" Then, a young man stumbled in, running all the way shouting: "Mother! Why did you die so miserably!"
My son has only been gone for a few days, so why the hell did Feng Yuheng kill you!"
The visitor was none other than Feng Zihao.
But what he shouted all the way was really unbearable. Feng Yuheng stood at a distance away from Feng Jinyuan and couldn't help but look away: "Father, big brother, who taught him these words?"
Feng Jinyuan was completely humiliated by his son. He clenched his fists in anger and shouted angrily: "Evil beast! Stop talking nonsense!"
But Feng Zihao is a fool! How can he care about this? In his opinion, Shen was killed by Feng Yuheng. Since Feng Yuheng returned home, Shen and Chen Yu have been bullied a lot.
People told him that even he himself had experienced how powerful Feng Yuheng was. He had never had a chance to take revenge, but now, with the grief of losing his mother, all his courage had been suppressed.
I saw Feng Zihao rushing to the mourning hall without paying homage. I don't know where he got a sword from, holding it in his hand, he slashed at Feng Yuheng! [End of Chapter]