The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

"Grandma, please wake up and look at Sister Wei."

Sister Wei couldn't stop crying, her eyes and nose were red and swollen. She started crying as soon as she opened her eyes these days. She really couldn't imagine that she was learning the piano with a teacher in the girls' school, and then she heard someone coming to say that her grandmother was not well.

When she heard the news, she was so panicked that the strings of her guitar broke. She didn't care about anything else and hurried back.

She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her grandmother lying lifeless on the bed.

How could the old lady, who was usually healthy and cheerful, lie there lifelessly?

"Grandma, mother left us. Are you leaving too? Without you, who will pity Sister Wei? Grandma, please wake up."

Sister Wei knelt beside the bed, grabbed her grandmother's hand, and put it against her face.

Xuan Ge'er also knelt beside him, his eyes red and tears falling silently.

My brother passed away and my grandmother also fell ill.

Grandma, please wake up soon. What will happen to this family without you?

Mrs. Lu knelt on the side with a numb look on her face. She had been like this since her mother fell into a coma.

She wanted to cry, but there were no tears in her eyes.

She wanted to find Kang Ge'er and scold him harshly, asking why he was so troublesome and made his grandmother angry to death.

But on the other hand, she also felt very helpless. What would Kang Ge'er do in the future if he was labeled as the one who angered his grandmother to death?

Mrs. Lu felt extremely dark and thought that if her mother passed away, she would ask to enter the temple to practice and atone for his sins.

Ding Meishu knelt at the end of the bed holding Bao Bao. Bao Bao leaned on her mother's arms and cried breathlessly. Although she was still young, she already knew what death meant.

Just when everyone was immersed in sorrow, Song Shengfu struggled to wake up.

She pried open her eyelids, but they felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. It took her a while to open her eyes, but they were only slightly open.

She vaguely saw Sister Wei and the others around her. She opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

The first person to discover the situation was Wei Jie'er, who was holding Song Shengfu's hand and crying. She felt her grandmother's hand move slightly. She looked over with tearful eyes and saw that her grandmother had woken up.

"Grandma, grandma, wake up, wake up, woo woo woo, Xu Lao, Xu Lao, come quickly, come quickly, grandma is awake."

Sister Wei was very excited, but in the eyes of the adults, she looked a little heavier.

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Back to light.

Old Xu walked over with a heavy face, saw the old lady open her eyes, and took her pulse as usual.

After a moment, his face was filled with surprise, as a powerful vitality suddenly surged into his long-withered body.

Without further ado, he took out the Nine-Turn Silver Needle and quickly inserted it, guiding the Qi through his body. (This is just some random writing I did, just read it; I don't understand Chinese medicine.)

Song Shengfu was speechless and simply shut up.

This was the first time she saw such a long silver needle coming towards her face.

She was so scared that she wanted to hide, but she couldn't.

She closed her eyes and felt a little uneasy.

In fact, she didn't feel much pain when the silver needles pricked her.

But it's still a bit scary to watch.

As the silver needle penetrated into some acupuncture points, the pain became more severe.

Unlike the coldness just now, Song Shengfu felt her body becoming hot and her fingers could move slowly.

Under this heat, Song Shengfu fell asleep again.

At this time, the news spread outside that the old lady in Duan Bo's mansion was in trouble.

There are also rumors that the funeral items at Duan Bo's mansion are ready.

In a house in the capital, a man hidden in the darkness stood in front of a group of tablets.

"Spread the news that the old lady in Duan Bo's mansion is dying. Isn't her grandson at the border? How can a person who knows that he angered his own grandmother to death still have the mind to realize his own ambitions?"

He was grinning in the darkness, looking creepy.

"People who live in shame and despair have no dignity to live."

The palace also learned the news, and Emperor Chu, Empress Zhu, and Concubine Ning all ordered people to send in some precious medicinal herbs.

The imperial physicians had come to see him before, but they all shook their heads and said it was useless.

While rumors were flying outside, Song Shengfu was eating happily in front of her children.

This body had not eaten normally for eight days. When Song Shengfu woke up, she felt her stomach was empty and she was too hungry to get up.

The one serving her was her second daughter Duan Jingyi, who fed her little bites at a time, and Song Shengfu ate anxiously.

In everyone's eyes, this meant that the old lady suffered this time.

"Mother, eat slowly. Old Xu said you just woke up and shouldn't eat too fast, otherwise it will be difficult to digest."

Mrs. Lu stayed by her side and was very happy that her mother woke up.

In a short while, the small bowl of white porridge was eaten up. Song Shengfu felt that it was not enough and wanted to eat some more.

"Mother, take a rest. We'll eat again later."

Song Shengfu felt like a starving ghost, but for the sake of her health, she compromised.

When she spoke, her voice was extremely weak.

It's not that she doesn't want to speak loudly, but it's all she has the energy to do.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Prepare some more food, I'm hungry and I need to eat later."

When these words were spoken, the hearts of the children and grandchildren were wrenched and they shed tears of sadness.

"Mother, you've suffered so much this time. I really wish I could take your place."

Duan Jingzong knelt in front of the bed, tears falling and hitting Song Shengfu's palm.

Duan Jingzong sobbed as he felt his mother's warm hands wipe the tears from his face.

"You're all in your forties now, don't let your younger brothers and sisters laugh at you."

Song Shengfu still had the mind to tease her, but Duan Jingzong shook his head, laughing and crying.

"Even if she is in her sixties or seventies, a son must stay by her side."

The tears that fell were mostly filled with gratitude.

"I'm fine. I'm old and useless. I didn't even catch my breath and fainted for so long. If Kang Ge'er wants to go, then let him go. He has his own ambitions, and we can't let him down."

Taking advantage of the fact that she was still energetic, Song Shengfu explained more.

"Bring the things I asked someone to prepare earlier. I'll take a look at them tomorrow when I feel better. I'll prepare them and send them to Kang Ge'er anytime."

"As for the palace, Boss, you go and explain to His Majesty in person. Come to my place tonight. I have something for you. Bring it all to His Majesty tomorrow."

Hearing his mother mention him, Duan Jingzong moved his knees and nodded in agreement.

Song Shengfu originally wanted to go there by herself so that she could discuss and negotiate some things with the Emperor of Chu.

But after her trip to the underworld, she had time to think more and decided to hand this thing over to her eldest brother, who would then hand it over to the Emperor of Chu.