Chapter 106 Return to Beijing
The old lady's consciousness gradually emerged from the chaos.
My limbs felt heavy as lead, and my eyelids seemed to be sewn shut and I couldn't open them.
But her ears were extremely sensitive, even more sensitive than when she was paralyzed in bed.
"Please bring over the coffin I prepared for my grandmother. Has the person who will bury her arrived?"
Qu Ling's cold voice rang out, and the old lady heard it clearly.
She gritted her teeth in hatred, but couldn't make a sound.
This granddaughter whom she loved the most, the granddaughter whom she favored in every way after returning from Jiangzhou, was actually the one who wanted her life the most.
It turned out that even the coffin had been prepared early.
It turns out that he was looking forward to her death every day.
The old lady regretted her decision.
This evil creature should have been allowed to go with her short-lived mother back then. Why did she plot against him like this today?
If you don't remove the roots of the problem, there will be endless troubles!
She heard heavy footsteps and several servants carried the coffin into the room.
The sound of wood scraping against the ground made her hair stand on end.
She tried desperately to move her fingers, but her body felt like it wasn't her own and she couldn't even breathe.
"Mother, I am an unfilial son." Qu Qi's crying continued.
The old lady knew her son too well.
Cold and selfish.
Ninety percent of that crying was fake, it would be good if there was one percent of it being real.
She cursed in her heart and felt sorry for herself.
In this life, I have endured countless hardships and done countless evil things for this son.
The eldest princess broke her legs for him.
It's a pity that she has been bedridden for so long, but this heartless son has never come to visit her.
The responsibility of being a son was shifted to a concubine.
sad!
ridiculous!
The crying of the woman in the room gradually became louder.
The old lady recognized He's voice among them.
The crying sound was like a blunt knife, slowly cutting her nerves.
She remembered that she had not yet adopted a child for Qu Mingyue.
When she dies, who will remember her poor daughter?
It was all He's fault, otherwise the adoption would have been completed long ago.
"The old lady passed away suddenly. I apologize for your condolences," a hoarse voice said. "Please step aside for the moment and allow me to tidy up the old lady's appearance."
The old lady felt a chill run up her spine.
No, no, she can still hear, she is not dead yet.
"My grandmother loved this gold-embroidered jacket the most when she was alive."
Qu Ling's voice rang out again, this time closer, "Let's use this one."
The old lady cursed in her heart.
She thought that jacket was tacky and never wore it. When did she start to like it?
It was all carefully planned.
The fake death medicine, the coffin that had been prepared long ago, and the undertaker who arrived quickly.
Every step was calculated to perfection, leaving her no chance of survival.
Fear overwhelmed her.
Qu Ling wanted to nail her in a coffin and suffocate her to death.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The old lady felt herself being lifted up and then dropped into a small space.
coffin!
She was put in a coffin!
A feeling of despair arose spontaneously.
The smell of wood filled her nostrils, topped with precious sandalwood, which should have been soothing, but now it was suffocating her.
"Nail the coffin."
It was Qu Xi who gave the order.
No, the old lady tried to scream with all her willpower, but it was no use.
She heard the hammer hitting the nail,
Every sound was like a knock on her heart.
She was almost going crazy.
At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded.
"Wait a minute."
It was a voice that the old lady was very familiar with, that of her second son Qu Yu.
She almost cried with joy. Yuer was back and she could still be saved.
The old lady heard hurried footsteps approaching from afar and finally stopped beside the coffin.
She could imagine how Qu Yu looked at the moment, exhausted, shocked and heartbroken.
"Since Second Uncle has arrived in the capital, why is he staying in the inn instead of entering the city?" Qu Ling's voice sounded slowly.
Qu Yu's heart trembled.
It turned out that the person who sent the letter to the inn was actually his niece.
He couldn't help but look at Qu Ling.
Qu Yu was not often in the capital, and his good elder brother was afraid that he would steal the limelight in the capital, so he always sent him to serve as an official in other places.
I can only come back once a year to report on my work and during the Chinese New Year.
Thinking of this, Qu Yu's eyes darkened a little.
Then he swept away the haze.
That won’t happen again in the future. He has received a transfer order and can return to Beijing to serve as an official.
He didn't expect that his niece, whom he hadn't seen for many years and thought had died in Jiangzhou, had grown up to be so imposing.
"Are you questioning me?" Qu Yu frowned.
This attitude is not acceptable when talking to elders.
"I just want to ask my second uncle, why did you come here alone?" Qu Ling raised his chin as if he was interrogating a servant.
He suddenly saw her husband and didn't care what Qu Ling said. She rushed over and cried, "Master, you are back."
However, she was looking at the people who followed Qu Yu in, and she felt proud when she saw that Qu Yu was not followed by the two concubines who had taken up their posts.
"My mother passed away so suddenly."
She crushed her voice and cried particularly sadly.
The old lady was furious when she heard this.
This woman is so hypocritical.
"Why didn't you send someone to tell your family when you returned to Beijing?" Qu Xi spoke at this time.
How come he didn't know that his younger brother had suddenly come to Beijing?
This gave him a very bad feeling. "You have left your post without permission. If His Majesty knew about this, it would be disastrous."
Qu Yu said in a calm tone, "Big Brother, you may not know that I returned to Beijing this time because I received a transfer order."
It is clear at a glance who issued this transfer order.
Qu Xi's face looked extremely ugly.
Is his father-in-law blaming him for not handling the marriage with the Wang family well, and turning around to promote his younger brother and bring him back to Beijing for training?
It's ridiculous.
"Even if there is a transfer order back to Beijing, you should have said it. Why are you being so quiet? Is there anything shameful?" Qu Xi's face turned cold.
If the old lady were still alive, Qu Yu would not dare to do anything to his elder brother.
But who made the old lady die?
He was furious at these words. "I wanted to give my mother a surprise on her birthday, but she passed away like this."
His voice suddenly rose. "I haven't asked you yet, Big Brother, how you take care of Mother. I heard that Mother fell and broke her leg. How much of that was caused by you?"
As he spoke, a feeling of grievance welled up in his heart.
My mother has always been willing to sacrifice for my eldest brother.
And I am always the one being ignored.
The two brothers quarreled in front of the coffin, like black-eyed chickens.
The old lady was heartbroken.
They are all her sons, why can't they work together instead of making such a fuss?
Qu Yu's anger was directed at Qu Ling again, "When will it be a girl's turn to make decisions about family matters?"
He sneered, "Brother, if you can't be an official, can you not be a father?"
"Shut up!" Qu Li was so angry that he punched him.
But he had a broken arm, so how could he be a match for Qu Yu?
After being easily restrained by Qu Yu, he was so angry that his face turned red, and he was furious, "I'm your elder brother, why don't you let go!"
Qu Yu shouted, "Don't seal the coffin. I didn't even get to see my mother for the last time. No one is allowed to seal the coffin."
After hearing these words, the old lady, who had just felt hopeless, felt hope again.
Good son, hurry up and open the coffin and check.
"Let Second Uncle take a look." Qu Ling said calmly.
She is not afraid of being seen at all.
Qu Yu actually didn't really want to see the old lady's remains.
I was angry just now, and now that the coffin was opened again, I couldn't retreat.
He doesn't have much affection for his mother.
His eldest brother was better than him in terms of academic performance and appearance, and he was also the heir to the Marquis's Mansion. His mother spent almost all her efforts on his eldest brother.
It’s nothing, Qu Yu had figured it out a long time ago.
He became an official through his own efforts.
After so many years of living abroad, he now has his own home.
The Marquis' Mansion meant nothing to him.
But that was in the past, things are different now.
Qu Yu felt overwhelmed with emotion when he thought of the words Song Guang had brought to him.
The Dingxiang Marquis Mansion would soon be in his pocket.
"Mother, I'm late." Qu Yu looked at the old lady in the coffin and squeezed out a few tears.
"Uncle, please accept my condolences," Qu Ling said. "Uncle, you should also ask the children you raised outside to come and see Grandma off."
She deliberately emphasized the word "child".
He was particularly perceptive. "A concubine?"
The old lady was restless even while lying down, and she only regretted that she could not get up and ask, where did the concubine come from?
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