Chapter 102 The Dead Are Greatest
The longer the stay, the more variables there are.
So Zhou Yunshu decided to trust Zhou Yunqi's ability to make friends and what she had seen and heard along the way, and directly sent someone to find Yang Yuhao to find out the whereabouts of Zhou Yunjia.
Anyway, even if they failed, Zhou Yunshu was confident that she could leave the city before Cao Zhengxing and others found them.
Chunque did not rush back to the yard. Instead, she knocked out a little maid who was about the same size as herself, changed into her clothes, and then bravely went to the gate of the yard surrounded by guards.
As soon as he approached, Chunque was stopped by the guards.
Chunque was used to being a maid, so she said very clearly, "Big brother, Uncle Liang asked me to come find the young master. He said there's something urgent that needs his attention."
The guard looked the unfamiliar little girl up and down and asked, "What's the emergency?"
"How could Uncle Liang tell a little maid like me what he wants to do to the master?"
The guard thought about it and said, "Wait here."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the yard.
At this time, in the main bedroom of Wutong Side Courtyard, a doctor who was about fifty years old looked at the miserable state of the man on the bed with a pale face and shook his head.
"He lost too much blood and his heart was damaged. He can't be saved."
I don’t know who is so cruel. It would be fine if he just chopped off the man’s vitals, but how could he be saved after stabbing him in the heart?
Even if the Heavenly King or Bodhisattva comes, we can only chant sutras to send him away.
The doctor who came to see the patient now was really regretting it. He shouldn't have come to see the patient when he heard that the patient was from the Princess's Mansion. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known so many secrets of the mansion.
He has now begun to doubt whether he can leave the Princess's Mansion alive today after knowing so many dirty things about it.
Princess Yuyang's throat tightened. Even though she hated Yang Bingtian to death, she still found it difficult to accept the fact that the person she had loved for so many years suddenly died in front of her.
What was even more unacceptable was Yang Yuhao. How could he accept that his father's death was caused by infighting in his family?
The ones who caused his father to end up like this were his mother and his uncle who was also seriously injured and lying in bed.
After Princess Yuyang had Yang Bingtian's body disposed of, she went to the Zhengrong Courtyard that she had reserved for her brother.
At this time, her brother, who was no longer able to carry on the family line, was still sleeping in the inner room. There was no other way. If he didn't sleep, she didn't know how he would go crazy.
"How is your sister?" Princess Yuyang asked Yang Yuhao behind her before entering the room.
Yang Yuhao's eyes turned blue. He didn't really want to talk to his mother at this moment because he didn't know how to face her.
But when she asked him about it, Yang Yuhao still said, "He was given a tranquilizing soup and went to sleep. The doctor said he shouldn't be stimulated during this period."
Princess Yuyang let out a long breath and was about to say something when she heard footsteps.
Du Huairou came out from the inner room with red eyes, "Aunt."
"What does the doctor say?"
"Father is running a fever. He said whether he can survive depends on tonight." Du Huairou choked up and said, "Aunt, you must save my father. I already lost my mother and don't want to lose my father again."
Princess Yuyang sighed and hugged Du Huairou into her arms, "Don't worry, he is my only brother. I will definitely protect his life."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Du Huairou sobbed and said, "Then how should I report my half-brother's death back home?"
Princess Yuyang's eyes darkened slightly. To be honest, she didn't like these illegitimate children from her brother's family at all.
Although he has the blood of their Du family, his maternal blood is too lowly, otherwise he would not have done such a thing as murdering his own father.
When Princess Yuyang thought about how her brother's genitals had been cut off by that little beast Du Yuchao, she wanted to chop his body into pieces and throw it into a mass grave.
Therefore, after seeing Du Yuchao stabbed twice by his own brother, Princess Yuyang did not ask for timely medical treatment. In fact, he did not survive because of Princess Yuyang's indifference.
After all, in her eyes, only her younger brother's legitimate son Huaiping is the real inheritor of the title. Since there is an opportunity, she doesn't mind lending a hand to eliminate the trouble for her nephew.
Otherwise, if this illegitimate child really inherited the title, it would be a joke to the world.
"Just call it an accident."
Du Huairou looked at Princess Yuyang hesitantly and asked, "Will they believe it?"
Princess Yuyang said coldly, "If they believe what I say, then they can believe it. If they don't, then they have to pretend to believe it."
She was already generous enough not to vent her anger on Du Yuchao's biological mother, wife, and children. She even wanted her to appease and comfort him—that was impossible! She didn't even look at what kind of people they were.
Princess Yuyang had made up her mind. While her brother was recuperating at home, she planned to clean up his backyard, drive out all those messy concubines, actors, and young men from the Prince's Mansion, and improve the atmosphere of the Mansion.
"mother."
There was so much helplessness and depression in Yang Yuhao's call of "mother".
"The dead are greater. I think we should still..."
"While the dead are the greatest, it also depends on who they are." Princess Yuyang patted Du Huairou's arm and said to her son, "Don't worry about this kind of thing. After today, you can go back to your teacher."
No matter how unruly Princess Yuyang was, she knew that such a family education atmosphere would not benefit her son's future upbringing. Instead of leaving him here to endure other people's pointing and criticizing, it would be better for him to go back to the mountains to study in peace.
Yang Yuhao clenched his fists and refused, "But my father just passed away, and I want to stay in the city to observe mourning for three years."
He couldn't blame his mother because she did everything for him, but he hated himself a little for being incompetent.
In just less than two days since he returned home yesterday, what happened has become too much for him to bear.
Princess Yuyang sneered, "He's not worthy of it."
"Mother!"
Seeing her son angry, Princess Yuyang waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "I understand. Go back and rest first. I still need to go see your uncle."
Yang Yuhao remained silent.
He numbly walked out of the room filled with the smell of blood and happened to meet the guard who came to look for him. After hearing what the guard said, Yang Yuhao looked up and said, "I know."
This was not the first time Chunque and Yang Yuhao met.
Before the fall of the Zhenbei Palace, they had met several times in the Zhenbei Palace and in the capital, but none of them had left such a deep impression on Chunque as this time.
The Yang Yuhao in my memory has always been heartless and happy, but the Yang Yuhao in front of me seemed to have been drained of his energy and spirit, and his whole body exuded a gloomy and decadent atmosphere.
"Sir, please follow me."
After Chunque led Yang Yuhao along the path for a few steps, Yang Yuhao suddenly realized something was wrong and stopped.
"Who are you?"
Chunque turned around, looked at Yang Yuhao and smiled, then reached out and held his arm, "Sir, let me support you, don't fall."
Yang Yuhao subconsciously tried to turn his head, but suddenly something sharp pressed against his waist.
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