Chapter 153 Very Bad

The ancestral hall is much more desolate and dilapidated than it was back then, and even the smell of incense has faded a lot.

I guess Zhao Feiyang is too busy to take care of it.

Bei Jinruo walked up to the stage and saw the tablet of Old Madam Zhao on the bottom level.

She casually picked up the tablet that was revered and worshipped by later generations.

Use your finger to brush away the fine dust little by little.

As the dust was wiped away bit by bit, the sealed memories gradually surfaced.

Those days when I was willing to be inferior to others because of my feelings for Zhao Feiyang.

Those days of separation from my eldest son.

She threw the tablet to the ground with force. There was a loud bang, but the wooden tablet did not break into pieces, but a huge crack was left on it.

She squatted down, picked it up, and hit it again and again like a hammer.

It was like hitting the enemy in her heart.

Zhao Feiyang was blocked outside, but when he saw the situation inside, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Bei Jinruo, what are you doing!"

“Stop it!”

"Bitch!"

Sawdust flew all around Bei Jinruo, but she turned a deaf ear to it until the tablet actually broke into pieces, and then she put it down.

"Bring the brazier."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else could guess what Princess Guangde was going to do.

Although Zhao Feiyang was a "filial son" who was filial to his mother and relied on his wife to fulfill his filial duties, he also had feelings for Madam Zhao.

How could he accept that his mother's tablet was smashed and then burned?

The dead souls cannot rest in peace.

"Bei Jinruo! How dare you!"

“That’s the ancestor!”

"Stop it, you bastard! Stop it, right now!"

The broken wooden sign made the temperature in the brazier even hotter. The scorching heat roasted her face, and Bei Jin smiled foolishly.

It’s better to burn it, it’s better to burn it, it’s better to burn it...so what?

So what if the old witch's soul is burned?

Her child still couldn't come back.

Bei Jinruo stood up suddenly and said, "Let's go to the Zhao family's ancestral tomb."

As Zhao Feiyang looked at the monster, she slowly said, "Whip the corpse."

He couldn’t stop it. Zhao Feiyang couldn’t stop it at all.

"Crazy, absolutely crazy!"

"Bei Jinruo must be crazy!"

But he still didn't think about who drove her crazy.

"Go find Zhao Yu and let him come..."

He was stunned. He watched the change in Princess Guangde's attitude towards Zhao Yu.

If something really happens, I will take care of it, but I will definitely not listen to him.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the two of them to divorce so thoroughly.

He suddenly thought of another person.

"Go find Bei Qin! Go to Princess Xianning's residence."

Bei Jinruo brought people to dig the soil in front of Madam Zhao's tomb.

She was buried with great ceremony and very deep, and her coffin was not dug up for a long time.

When a corner of the pitch-black coffin was revealed, Bei Qin hurried over with the soldiers from Princess Xianning's mansion.

"Auntie, stop it!"

"What did my mother do wrong to deserve your exhumation?"

Bei Jinruo heard the voice and turned around, she noticed his address.

"You don't acknowledge your father or mother, but you acknowledge her as your grandmother."

"Hahahahaha." Her laughter was very light, and one could tell from her laughter that she was on the verge of collapse.

"It was because of her that she took you away, caused you and I to become estranged, and made me treat you badly, which led to our current situation."

"Why are you blocking me? I am also avenging you!"

"aunt......"

"I don't want to hear you call me aunt anymore!"

"If you use this name again, it will only remind me that there is no reason to let this old witch go!"

"Princess Guangde."

Bei Qin still didn't call her the way she wanted to hear. One cannot just recognize anyone as their mother.

"Actually, I understand why you favored Zhao Yu in the past. You're right. The child you raise yourself will have a deeper bond with you."

"In the same way, I also have deep feelings for my mother."

Bei Qin had no idea what kind of grudges or hatred there were between the old man and her.

But to him, Madam Zhao was a kind elder who loved him very much.

All the good things will be left for him.

She would always hold him in her arms and say, "My dear grandson."

Childhood is also warm.

Therefore, he was unwilling to let his mother's body lie exposed in the wilderness.

He brought his men and resolutely stood in front of Madam Zhao's tomb: "Princess Guangde, I will never let you offend her corpse."

......

Bei Jingchu discovered that Bei Qin did not come to Hongwenguan today.

Maybe he was sick. Children have all taken sick leave to some extent.

Bei Jingchu thought about it.

[I haven’t been sick yet~]

[I am such a healthy and worry-free child! ]

The emperor, who was picking up food, paused for a moment, thinking of her glorious record of being poisoned twice just one month after being born, and remained silent.

Bei Jingchu's pride was over, and when she came to her senses from gossip, she heard Haoyue say that Princess Guangde broke into the Zhao family's ancestral hall and burned the tablet of old Madam Zhao.

If we hadn't stopped quickly, we would have almost dug up Madam Zhao's grave.

"Who stopped it?"

Bei Jingchu really wants to know.

[Now that they have gone crazy, can Zhao Feiyang and Zhao Yu still stop the princess from going berserk? ]

"It was Young Marquis Qian who did it."

[No wonder you didn't come to school this morning.]

"Does he still care about the Zhao family's affairs?"

This melon is so powerful.

She has to go to the scene to eat melons.

After school, Bei Jingchu asked the emperor for permission and left the palace to go to Princess Xianning's mansion.

There were knocks and the door opened.

[As expected of Aunt Xian Ning, even the concierge is a handsome young man with delicate features. ]

Haoyue: ...Your Highness, your focus is really strange.

The doorman came in to report, invited Bei Jingchu in to sit down, and served tea.

After a while, Bei Qin left her hair draped over her shoulders without combing it.

He came here dragging a pair of wooden clogs.

Bei Jingchu handed him a box, and Bei Qin smiled happily.

"Look at you, why are you being so polite? My cousin is already very happy when he comes to visit. Why would you bring a gift..."

When I opened it, it was a familiar book.

Bei Jingchu pursed her lips and said, "This is the policy paper that the teacher assigned to me and asked me to bring it to you."

"Since you haven't left yet, you still have to do today's homework."

"What do you mean you didn't leave? Are you leaving? Where are you going?"

Bei Qin put the box away with a sullen look on his face. He was only concerned about one thing: "No, no one would come here empty-handed!"

Bei Jingchu looked away guiltily.

"So, what is our relationship?"

"I am your very dearest cousin!"

"I'm bringing things to your house. How strange!"

"It doesn't show our brother-sister love at all!"

"Look at you. You didn't even comb your hair when you came out. You just came here with your legs pulled up. I didn't say anything, right?"

However, what I was thinking was: [I definitely can’t give him something cheap. I would feel bad if I gave him something expensive.]

[Even if you sell it, you won't get that much money! 】

[If I tell him it's because of our good relationship, he will believe it...right?]

Bei Qin: I don't believe you at all, you little bad girl!

He took a deep breath and tried to regain his gentlemanly demeanor so that he could answer his bad cousin's questions rationally.