"You and I both know this, why waste your energy?"
After coughing several times, Leng Qingyun slowly leaned against the head of the bed with the support of Xie Jingcheng and half sat up.
Seeing that the person was seated firmly, Xie Jingcheng sat beside the bed and comforted his sick wife in a quiet voice.
"How could you think that? We still have Huan'er and Meng'er. They haven't grown up safely yet. Do you have the heart to abandon them and die?"
Who doesn’t want to live if they can?
What's more, Leng Qingyun has a perfect life in the eyes of outsiders, with an ambitious husband, lovely children, and a prominent status.
Nothing could be more satisfactory to her, but what's the use? Fate has played a big joke on her.
Just when she had hoped she could see her children grow up, get married and have children, she was dealt a heavy blow.
"Of course I don't understand. My husband is a top-notch man in the capital, and my children are well-behaved and sensible."
"If I had a choice, how could I bear to abandon my husband and our two children? My fate is miserable and I am unable to always be by my husband's side. I am often extremely sad and unable to sleep at night."
"It's even more pitiful that my two children lost their mother at a young age. My dear, if I were to die, what would happen to my two children?"
When she said this, tears filled her eyelashes. Leng Qingyun, who turned sideways, suddenly became strong.
She clutched her husband's hands, which were resting on his thighs in front of her on the bed, tightly holding them and sobbing softly.
A sad voice came from the heart, rolled to the mouth with a hoarse throat, and the cry that overflowed from the lips and teeth was low, shallow, and desperately suppressed.
Xie Jingcheng felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. He wanted to speak to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Leng Qingyun, who had been crying for a long time, had cried enough.
Perhaps she felt that she had lost her composure in front of her husband, so she lowered her head in embarrassment.
She hurriedly wiped her face with the edge of her sleeve, and he saw her look up, her red eyes, looking at him earnestly.
"My dear, for the sake of my many years of companionship, before I die, can you please grant me one thing..."
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"Say what you said again."
The mother and daughter moved out of the village and happily decorated their own courtyard every day.
Except for the initial discomfort, life is now very enjoyable.
On this day, unable to bear her daughter's nagging, Yu'er was helpless and was planning to take her to the store under her own name to choose cloth and fabrics.
When the time comes, I can ask the embroiderer in the house to make some new styles of clothes.
Before he even left the house, he was stunned by the steward sent by the Leng family to deliver the message.
The steward was also an old man in the Leng Mansion. He used to deal with Yu'er, who was the mistress of the house at that time, from time to time.
Behind the screen, he lowered his head, his expression of sorrow unchanged. After hearing the second young lady's words in disbelief, he repeated them again.
"The eldest girl has passed away. The master sent me to tell the mistress and the young lady about the death."
When Leng Qingxue heard the news, she shook her head and subconsciously couldn't believe it.
She admitted that her relationship with Leng Qingyun was not good, but one thing was for sure, no matter how bad it was, they were still sisters who were half-blood related.
They usually quarrel and quarrel, but it’s not a deep hatred.
After the quarrel, although I still feel a little uncomfortable, I still hope that the other person is living well where I can't see him/her.
Instead of being as sudden as it is now, just leaving at any time.
Leng Qingxue couldn't believe it, so she asked another question.
"Not long ago, I went to the Marquis' Mansion to visit my sister, and the palace doctor who was taking care of my sister happened to be there."
"I clearly heard him say that as long as my sister takes good care of herself, there shouldn't be any major problems in the next few years."
"Why so sudden? Did Daddy go and ask for clarification?"
The old steward's sad expression was stunned by the question. He said these... these... two sentences before replying in a low voice.
"The master went there immediately after hearing the news. The Marquis's Mansion was silent and obviously unwilling to say more."
"It was only then that the master called in the eldest lady's personal maid, Wangyue, and learned that the eldest lady had been in poor health for the past two years."
"Maybe I've been thinking too much these past few days, and I was overthinking it, so~so I went."
The old steward left Da Lei and turned away.
The sound of a door closing was heard behind the screen. Leng Qingxue, with tears in her eyes, saw her mother approaching her.
The child pouted, unable to control the sadness in his heart any longer, and burst into tears while hugging his mother.
While Yu'er was patting her daughter's back to comfort her, her nose felt sore and tears rolled down her eyes.
When a person dies, all things are over, no matter how much unhappiness two people had in their lives.
The moment Yu'er learned of her death, all that remained in her heart was sadness.
She was still so young, just in her prime, how could she leave like that? It was too sudden.
The funeral ceremony of the Marquis's wife was taken care of one by one by the Marquis's wife, while the men were in front to welcome and entertain guests.
During the funeral, the Marquis's Mansion spared no expense to invite 49 monks to chant sutras for the deceased.
Eighty-eight Taoist priests performed rituals to appease the souls of the deceased.
The place where the body was placed in the yard was filled with smoke and Buddhist chants all day long.
When the Crown Prince's wife passed away, relatives and friends who heard the news naturally came to pay their respects.
The main gate of the Marquis' Mansion was wide open all day long, and countless people came and went every day.
Lords, high-ranking officials, and heroes who made great contributions to the founding of the country, almost all the famous families in the city were present.
Yu'er and her daughter would naturally come too. Although she had divorced Leng's heartless bastard, they had divided the family and settled the accounts.
In name, she is still Leng Qingyun's aunt, and her daughter is still her sister.
Blood ties never change due to changes in status. That morning, the two men were wearing plain white clothes, and there was no silver or yellow stuff on their heads.
She only wore a white jade hairpin that was as white as a pearl, and her whole body was pure white.
Yu'er had just called Mrs. Hao to apply powder when Leng Qingxue, with a depressed look on her face, pushed the door open and came in without saying a word.
She walked past the screen and saw her mother sitting at the dressing table.
And there was Mrs. Hao, who was bending over beside my mother, smearing lead powder directly on her face.
Without even thinking about it, Leng Qingxue in Erkang's hand screamed.
"don't want!"
Mrs. Hao was getting older and could not stand the fright, so the sound came suddenly.
The frightened Mrs. Hao beside Yu'er's hand trembled and she couldn't hold it steady. The incense box containing the perfume powder in her hand fell to the ground tremblingly.
There was a dull thud, and white lead powder scattered all over the ground.
The master and servant glanced blankly at the white ground, and no one said a word.
At this time, Leng Qingxue walked forward silently, glanced at the annoying lead powder on the ground, and waved her hand in front of the two of them with great indifference.
"Mother, I went to a rouge shop yesterday and heard that applying lead powder frequently is bad for your health. You should stop using it in the future."
Still not satisfied after saying this, the little girl, with a look of disgust on her face, stretched out her little feet from under her skirt and kicked the annoying box far away.
Mrs. Hao: "What? It's poisonous and bad for your health. Oh my God, what should I do?"
There is no powder left to apply.
Yu'er, without showing any emotion, glanced at Mrs. Hao and her precious daughter who were eyeing her covetously from both sides.
He wanted to say something but finally didn't dare to say it out loud, and swallowed it back into his mouth.
She comforted herself helplessly.
Okay, okay, what can I do!
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