The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Qiuzhi who was standing nearby also came to join in the fun.

"Who says it's not true? Your Majesty's harem has few concubines to begin with, and now they are leaving one after another."

"But it's okay. Didn't the Queen Mother say that she wanted to select concubines to fill the harem?"

Shen Runing tapped Qiu Zhi on the head.

"Don't talk about the affairs of the harem in front of outsiders, do you know?"

Qiuzhi looked aggrieved.

"I know, miss~"

It was no surprise that the news of Concubine Youran's sudden death reached Concubine Jing's ears.

Luo Yuyao had already taken off her heavy winter cotton coat and changed into a light dress.

"Mother, why are you so worried all of a sudden? What happened?"

What happened? A lot of things happened.

Chu Tianji sent a letter from Shennongmen, saying that something unexpected might have happened in Shennongmen during this period, but he said a lot of nonsense and did not explain clearly what the unexpected thing was, let alone whether the medicine could be found.

Didn't the noble Youran suddenly die before she could make a move? In this case, she wouldn't need to ask Shen Runing for help... But...

What gave her the most headache was Luo Xunbei.

He looked bright, cheerful and smart, but how could he be so confused? Today, God was kind to him, and the nobleman You Ran died suddenly, but what about the future? Who knows, there might be another nobleman Jia Ran, or another nobleman Yi Ran...

What if he continues to be a pervert?

Concubine Jing touched Luo Yuyao's head and said, "It's okay. It's probably spring and autumn fatigue. Mother, I'm a little tired."

Luo Yuyao nodded.

"That's it..."

Luo Xunbei's voice came from outside the door.

"Mother! What a great thing!"

Concubine Jing sent Luo Yuyao away and looked towards the door with an unhappy face.

Luo Xunbei jumped three feet high and walked into the door.

"Mr. Youran is dead!"

Concubine Jing scolded: "Keep your voice down! If someone hears you, you will die!"

For a moment, Concubine Jing even doubted whether Luo Xunbei was her biological child...

Luo Xunbei covered his mouth, then looked around, making sure that there was no one outside, then he closed the door and ran to Concubine Jing.

"Mother, God is merciful!"

?

God has eyes? If God has eyes, it should be you, Luo Xunbei, who should die suddenly!

"Xunbei, mother hopes you won't make such low-level mistakes again in the future, understand?"

Luo Xunbei saw Concubine Jing’s serious expression and then he restrained himself a lot.

"Mother, this matter is not my fault. Since ancient times, the male ruler has had three wives and four concubines. I am just one of them."

"Who knew she could find her way to the palace and become a concubine..."

Concubine Jing shook her head.

"Do you know where you went wrong, Xunbei?"

Luo Xunbei swallowed.

"You shouldn't mess with women..."

"wrong."

“Irresponsible…”

"wrong."

"Um……"

"Mother, I don't know..."

Concubine Jing spoke coldly.

"You should have killed her directly when you left, instead of giving her letters and money."

Luo Xunbei’s eyes widened.

"Mother...I..."

Concubine Jing smiled.

"Why? Do you think I'm too cruel?"

Luo Xunbei simply spoke.

"Mother, I used to think you were outspoken and had no ulterior motives, but after this incident, my opinion of you has changed dramatically."

Luo Xunbei did not lie, he was telling the truth.

Concubine Jing had expected this.

"Xunbei, a person doesn't have to be 'either this or that', you know?"

Luo Xunbei shook his head wisely: "Mother... I don't quite understand..."

Luo Yuyao appeared from nowhere.

"Sixth brother is so stupid. What mother meant is that there are no completely good people or completely bad people in this world."

"We live in the palace, and self-preservation is the most important thing. If other things conflict with 'self-preservation', then we must choose ourselves without hesitation."

Concubine Jing looked at Luo Yuyao with satisfaction.

Luo Xunbei looked at the two people in front of him for a long time.

"Mother, did you secretly give Yuyao extra lessons?"

No oil and salt.

……

Hao Chuan wandered around the Hao Mansion and came to a dilapidated storage room in the backyard again.

In the past, Zhang the groom lived here.

Ever since he knew that he was Zhang Mafu's child, some of the doubts in Hao Chuan's memory finally had answers.

Young Hao Chuan.

'Old groom, why do you always give me delicious food?'

"Old groom, what are you going to do with this jade pendant for me?"

"Old groom, I have no shortage of clothes, but your coarse cloth is uncomfortable to wear."

……

Hao Chuan pushed open the door.

Dust was scattered everywhere.

The room was in a dilapidated state, with a lot of rotten wood, straw mats, and some unknown things piled around.

A collapsed wooden couch lay alone in the corner, with a thin blanket on it that the groom had covered himself with the night before he died.

It's in tatters.

After Zhang the groom died, this room became a storage room. Usually no one came to disturb it. For a poor groom, no one would care about his "junk".

Hao Chuan smiled bitterly. The love that was missed after realizing it was the most heartbreaking. The person who accompanied him the most in his childhood was Zhang Mafu.

When he was young, he thought that the servant Zhang Mafu was trying to curry favor with him, but he never thought that Zhang Mafu really loved him.

Hao Chuan began to rummage through the dilapidated room, hoping to find something that belonged to Zhang the groom.

How silly! You belong to Zhang the Mafu.

Putting aside some things that were accumulated later, Hao Chuan really found many things that belonged to Zhang Mafu.

For example, his favorite wooden carriage, rattle, bamboo mantis, and his discarded clothes and worn-out shoes after they had holes in them...

Zhang Mafu is like a scavenger, picking up everything he has thrown away in the long river of time.

Lifting the torn quilt, the coarse cloth that Hao Chuan once disliked was lying there quietly, as if saying to him: You finally discovered me.

A violent, heavy, and uncontrollable pain came from the chest, as if someone had punched you more than ten years ago, and you didn't feel any discomfort, but suddenly one day more than ten years later, the place where you were punched suddenly hurt.

Hao Chuan was in a daze when he heard footsteps behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Yun's voice sounded coldly behind Hao Chuan.

Hao Chuan turned around expressionlessly.

"Find something."

A cold wall seemed to appear between the two of them.

Wei Yun hated Hao Hengshan, hated Zhang Mafu, and even hated Hao Chuan.

Hao Chuan hated Hao Hengshan. As for Wei Yun, Hao Chuan did not hate her, but resented her. He resented that she had never given him the love and care that belonged to a mother since he was a child. What about Zhang the groom?

Hao Chuan couldn't tell how Zhang Mafu felt.

Miss? Regret? Or thank you?

Therefore, Hao Chuan and Wei Yun, the mother and son, are destined not to get along.

"You can't take anything from this room. I'll send someone to burn this room down in a moment."

Hao Chuan chuckled.

"Who dares to light a fire?"

"I'll kill anyone."