Ye Peizhu took a deep breath and said, "Jia Nan, this is your own business. You should think carefully about what you want to do.
Whatever you decide, I support you."
After saying that, Ye Peizhu glanced at Prime Minister Leng Zhuning, whose face was pale and still in shock.
"My Lord Prime Minister, I know I have no right to interfere in your family affairs, but as Jianan's former friend, I hope you can handle your family affairs.
If you need any help from our Kangwang Mansion, you can also tell us directly."
Lu Jianan looked at Ye Peizhu with tears in her eyes, "Peizhu, I don't understand why my mother-in-law treats me like this.
Does she really not want the descendants of the Leng family to be born from me?"
Ye Peizhu stood up and walked over to sit next to Lu Jiannan and wiped her tears.
"Jianan, you are the ones involved, so it's normal that you can't guess what she's thinking.
We, as bystanders, can see things clearly.
Since the Prime Minister is here, I will boldly tell you my guess, okay? Prime Minister.
Leng Zhuning nodded with red eyes.
“It is well known that your mother, Prime Minister, dotes on her niece, the Consort Shu.
When the Prime Minister has no children of his own, you can try your best to take care of your cousin because your mother tells you to.
But when you have your own children, most of your attention falls on your wife and children.
If something happens to your cousin at this time, the first thing you should consider is your own family, not your cousin.
This is understandable, everyone does this.
But to your mother, it's a huge deal.
She hopes her son and daughter will listen to her and take good care of her niece instead of focusing on their own family first."
Ye Peizhu stopped talking here.
She knew that the Prime Minister and Lu Jiannan could understand.
Nestled in Qiuyun's arms, Song Jiujiu listened to what her mother said and quietly gave her a thumbs up.
[What my mother said is right. It is indeed like this. The Prime Minister's mother is a brother-supporting demon. She is very good to her younger brother.
She is so kind to her niece that it makes people wonder if Concubine Shu is her biological daughter.
Now that the truth behind the Prime Minister's wife's inability to have children has been revealed, the Prime Minister's wife in this life should not end up like in her previous life, right?
Wait, that’s not right. How come the fate of the Prime Minister’s wife also changed in this life?
What happened here? Let me think about it carefully.
Song Jiujiu thought about it for a long time in confusion, [In my previous life, after I died, I wandered around the human world and took a quick look at some of the things that had happened.
If my memory is correct, I remember that in my previous life, the Prime Minister's wife was not forced by her mother-in-law to come to our Prince Kang's Mansion to plead with my mother because of the matter of Concubine Shu.
It seemed that my mother was the first to say yesterday that the Prime Minister's wife looked unwell, which led to the Prime Minister's wife taking the initiative to ask the court physician to see her.
In her previous life, the Prime Minister’s wife never saw her mother until her death, so it’s no wonder that no one reminded her to see a doctor outside.
That’s right, maybe it’s because I was reborn that some things in this life are different from those in the previous life.
In addition, the fact that I can have predictive dreams in this life has changed some things.
Let's see what will happen to the Prime Minister's family in this life.
Song Jiujiu opened her eyes wide and looked at the Prime Minister's wife who was crying silently, and cried out "waaaa" twice.
Ye Peizhu listened to her daughter's thoughts, stood up and took her from Qiuyun's arms.
Song Jiujiu stretched out her chubby little hand and touched Lu Jianan's arm soothingly, while her little mouth was still whispering baby talk.
Lu Jianan looked at Song Jiujiu's cute little appearance and cried even harder.
Song Jiujiu was a little dumbfounded. [Don't cry, don't cry, why do you cry harder the more I comfort you? ]
Ye Peizhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Jianan, cry if you want to. Let's cry out the grievances in your heart and then we'll think about what to do next."
Lu Jianan nodded, hugged Ye Peizhu and the little baby in Ye Peizhu's arms, and burst into tears.
She cried heart-wrenchingly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the years.
Leng Zhuning, who was standing by, had red eyes. He stretched out his hand, wanting to comfort his wife who had suffered so much injustice, but he stretched out his hand and then retracted it tremblingly.
His mother is the murderer, so why not him?
He is an accomplice.
He knew that his mother had been giving Jianan medicine over the years, but Jianan had told him that she didn't want to drink it anymore.
But what did he say then?
He said that good medicine tastes bitter, and his mother would not harm him, and that these medicines would be good for his health.
His wife never contradicted anything he said; she did what he said.
He didn't expect that his mother was an executioner who killed his and Jianan's child and made Jianan look like this!
And how could he, as an accomplice, have the nerve to beg Jianan for forgiveness?
If Jianan had not married him, he would not have suffered all these years.
Lu Jiannan kept crying and crying until she was almost unable to cry anymore and her tears were almost dry. She finally stopped.
She looked at the little baby with his mouth slightly open and a hint of worry in his big black and white eyes, and her heart almost melted.
She gently pulled the little milk bag's hand, and her voice was nasal and hoarse, "Jiu'er, I'm sorry, did I scare you?"
Song Jiujiu shook her little head, whimpered, then yawned and buried her little face in her mother's arms.
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