Just as Su Qingyu expected, Chen Yue barely slept a wink that night.
As long as you close your eyes, you will see Chen Wu's appearance before his death.
She was afraid that having a nightmare would disturb the servants in Qingyuanju again, so she simply kept her eyes open until dawn.
Later, I forced myself not to think about these things, and began to think about Li Yunzhou again. When I thought about Li Yunzhou going to ask my third uncle to marry me, this long night didn't seem so hard to endure.
The next morning, Shen Yue asked Qiu Tong to put on makeup carefully, and only went to help the old lady get up after she saw nothing unusual.
Every day after breakfast, the old lady would drink a bowl of bird's nest. Shen Yue went to the small kitchen in person to ask the kitchen maid to use a gentler heat.
She left the main room and headed for the small kitchen when a second-class maid came in to report to the old lady that Princess Rong had arrived. The old lady hurriedly ordered someone to invite Princess Rong in, and Nanny Hua helped her change into guest clothes.
Princess Rong burst into tears as soon as she entered the room. "Old Madam, my poor son, you have to endure the pain of losing your wife at such a young age."
The old lady frowned, thinking, what kind of words are these? It seems that the daughter of the Shen family is not pitiful, but her son is pitiful?
Seeing this, Aunt Hua's mouth twitched as she stepped forward to persuade him, "Princess, please stop crying. Our old lady was heartbroken last night over the loss of her beloved son. If you continue crying, I'm afraid our old lady won't be able to bear it."
Upon hearing this, Princess Rong quickly wiped her eyes and sat down opposite the old lady.
"It's my fault. As soon as I saw the old lady, I remembered the sad things again."
The old lady was suspicious. Right now the Rong family was dealing with the funeral, so why was she here?
"The princess is heartbroken and distressed about her son. I understand that. We are all heartbroken too. My granddaughter is such a pitiful person. I was thinking last night that if her family had been more tolerant of her, she wouldn't have been so desperate and taken such a step."
Although the matter was over, the old lady still had a lot of resentment towards the Rong family.
In the old lady's view, Chen Wu's suicide was due to the Rong family's excessive pressure on the issue of offspring. Therefore, her tone of voice today was much more serious than usual.
Princess Rong could hear the displeasure in the old lady's words, but she rarely showed any displeasure.
He said apologetically, "The old lady is right. The prince also scolded me when we got home yesterday. If I had known this would happen, I would have counseled Wu'er. I never thought this child would be so narrow-minded."
After a moment's thought, he added, "And Huai'er, he's also a bit quick-tempered. His father and I gave him a good scolding yesterday. Even though Wu'er committed suicide, he can't escape the blame."
It was not easy to get Princess Rong to say a word against her son. Even the old lady was a little surprised, but regardless of whether the words were sincere or false, the old lady felt much more relieved.
"Princess, don't say that. None of us want to see such a thing."
Even if she was dissatisfied with the Rong family, she still had to say polite words. The old lady sometimes felt that these noble families looked respectable, but in fact they were very aggrieved.
If this happened in the countryside, the two families would probably have a big fight or even go to each other's house to fight.
But families like theirs couldn't afford to just stand there and fight. They cursed each other's ancestors in their hearts, but on the surface they had to put on a smiling face. If they couldn't get over it, they could only retaliate in secret.
Princess Rong saw that the old lady's expression had eased a little, and she continued, "I just feel sorry for my two granddaughters now. They are still so young, and they have lost their mother."
Having said that, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes twice.
The old lady was very concerned about her children, and when she heard Princess Rong mention the two children, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
"When their mother passes away, the children will suffer the most. Princess, I'll have to work hard from now on. You are their grandmother, and they will not suffer any injustice with you looking after them."
Princess Rong sighed, "I have something to say, old lady, please don't be upset. Huai'er will have to marry sooner or later. When the new Crown Prince's wife comes home, it will be fine if she is a good one, but if she is..."
At this time, Shen Yue was carrying the bird's nest and walking towards the main room where the old lady lived, and saw Li Chaoyun enter the room in front of her.
Although she was surprised that Li Chaoyun came at this time, she didn't take it to heart.
She walked to the door carrying the bird's nest, and a servant lifted the gauze curtain. As soon as she entered, she heard voices coming from inside, and her steps subconsciously stopped.
First came the voice of Princess Rong, "Old Madam, what do you think of my proposal? If the Third Miss could marry Huai'er as his second wife, it would be perfect. She is the biological aunt of those two children, how could she not treat them well?"
"I know this is unfair to Miss Three. Don't worry, our Rong family will definitely marry Miss Three into the mansion with great fanfare."
Shen Yue's hand holding the bird's nest trembled slightly, and she bit her lower lip tightly. The Rong family was too much, and they even dared to come and ask for marriage.
Li Chaoyun's voice followed, "Aunt Rong, what you said does make some sense. However, the Third Miss has been raised by my grandmother since she was a child, so my grandmother needs to think it over carefully."
"Speaking of Cousin Rong, he is indeed a man of great talent in both civil and military matters. However, he is married after all, so if the Rong family wants to propose marriage, they need to show some sincerity."
Princess Rong hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course, I'm doing this for the child. No matter what the conditions are, the Shen family will just propose them."
The old lady pondered for a moment before speaking, "Wu'er's body is still warm, it's too early to discuss this matter."
"I need to consider Shen Yue's marriage carefully. I know what the princess means. Let me think about it."
In fact, anyone could tell that this was the old lady's excuse, but Shen Yue didn't hear it because she was distracted.
She walked out with the bird's nest in her hand, handed it to the servant beside the old lady, and walked quickly towards the west courtyard.
When I arrived at the west courtyard, I found out that Su Qingyu was not there. She had just gone to Rong's house with the offerings.
Shen Yue was at a loss for a moment, so she walked towards Shen Zhixiu's study.
But when I arrived at the study door, I found out that Shen Zhizheng was in the study discussing something and would not be out for a while.
Although Shen Yue was panicking, she knew that her third uncle was busy with important matters.
Just as she turned around and was about to leave, she heard Li Yunzhou's voice, "Sister Shen Yue, why are you here?"
Shen Yue turned around and saw Li Yunzhou standing at the door of the side hall not far away.
She seemed to have found her backbone and walked quickly to him.
"Brother Yunzhou..."
After just one scream, she felt so wronged that she was about to cry.
Li Yunzhou was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. He wanted to reach out and wipe the corners of her eyes, but he found that there were many guards around, so he withdrew his hand.
"What's wrong? Come in and tell me."
The two of them entered the side hall, and the maid Qiu Tong was guarding the door.
After entering the room, Shen Yue started crying, "Brother Yunzhou, the Rong family came to propose marriage, and asked me to marry Rong Shizi again."
Li Yunzhou was shocked. "What? Tell me what happened in detail."
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