The ancestral hall is eerie and dimly lit, with tablets arranged neatly, and it seems that there is no end at first glance.
Hua Yuanzhao knelt on the ground, straightened his back and looked at the stacked tablets, ready to kowtow to her mother on behalf of his original self.
But after looking around the tablets at the front, he couldn't find the tablet of his original mother.
"Miss, what are you looking for?"
Fuling knelt behind her and asked in a low voice.
"Where is my mother's tablet?" Hua Yuanzhao asked in a low voice.
Fuling was stunned, and looked at Hua Yuanzhao in embarrassment: "Miss...you forgot that the tablet of Madam was not placed in the ancestral hall..."
"What?" Hua Yuanzhao was stunned.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Fuling asked weakly.
After the lady died, the young lady made a big fuss about this matter. How could she have forgotten it?
"It's nothing. I just didn't expect that he hasn't enshrined his mother's tablet in the ancestral hall until today." Hua Yuanzhao said vaguely.
She looked at the countless tablets and became suspicious.
According to the saying of that era, if tablets could not be placed in the ancestral temple, the dead could not receive offerings and would be like wandering ghosts.
The Sun family, my mother's family, was once as well-matched as the Hua family. Don't the Sun family have any dissatisfaction at all about the fact that their daughter was not able to be enshrined in the ancestral hall after her death?
Fuling felt a lump in her throat and tears welled up as she almost cried again.
The lady is really pitiful, and the young lady, how are they going to live from now on...
The ancestral hall is located in a corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion. In the past, apart from the servants who came to clean, few people came here.
But I don’t know what happened today, there were people walking back and forth.
The old nanny had been standing by the door, watching the two of them from a distance, but after hearing the message from the servant, she left in a hurry.
Hua Yuanzhao knelt obediently for nearly an hour, but he could not hold on any longer and collapsed as soon as the old nanny left.
"Miss, please feel lazy and sit on the ground for a while. I will help you watch over her..." Fuling supported her with concern.
Hua Yuanzhao shook his head seriously: "The ground is too cold, it will give me diarrhea."
She couldn't squat with her body shape, so she could only kneel.
Fuling's mouth twitched slightly, and she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then Miss, please wait for me while I ask around. Can we ask the old lady for mercy?"
Hua Yuanzhao nodded casually.
Fuling came and went in a hurry. When she came back, she looked solemn and said solemnly, "Miss, something is wrong!"
"Huh?" Hua Yuanzhao wondered.
"The old lady is still not awake because of you! The court doctor is still giving her first aid!" Fuling said anxiously.
Although she didn't like the old lady, how would she live in the future if her young lady was labeled as "the one who made her grandmother angry to death"?
"Not awake yet?" Hua Yuanzhao's heart skipped a beat.
It’s been so long!
She gritted her teeth, held Fuling's hand, stood up and walked out.
"Miss, the old lady asked you to kneel in the ancestral hall, where are you going?" Fuling was anxious.
"Let's go and take a look." Hua Yuanzhao said without hesitation.
The old man didn't wake up for such a long time after being irritated and fainted. I'm afraid something really bad might happen to him!
Before the two men walked out of the gate of the ancestral hall, a servant came running in hurriedly, and was startled when he saw the two people walking out.
Fuling recognized the man as the servant who often followed Prime Minister Hua, and hurriedly said, "My young lady heard that the old lady has not woken up yet, and she is worried. She is about to go to visit the old lady. May I ask if the old lady has woken up, young man?"
The servant was startled, shook his head with a straight face, and said, "Master, please ask the young lady to go to Fushou Hall."
The atmosphere in Fushou Hall was tense. The servants hung their heads, kept their mouths shut, and huddled in a corner, not daring to make a single noise.
The inner room was separated only by a screen. Behind the screen, the doctor was treating Old Madam Hua, and sweat could not stop on his forehead.
Prime Minister Hua sat outside the screen, looking inside from time to time, his anxiety unconcealed in his eyes.
If his mother died, he would have to resign from his post. Three years would be enough time for the court to change drastically. Even if he could keep his position as prime minister, his power would be taken away by others...
When Hua Yuanzhao came and saw his anxious look, he slowed down his pace unconsciously and looked up to him a little more.
The original body's stepfather was not a very good father, but he might be a good son. The anxiety on his face could not be faked.
But I don't know the truth.
"You evil creature! Why don't you come over here!" Prime Minister Hua saw Hua Yuanzhao lingering at the door out of the corner of his eye and started cursing.
Hua Yuanshan wiped her tears with a handkerchief and cried, "Eldest sister, you are so cruel! Grandmother is old, can't you just follow her?"
"Zhao'er, what the old lady said was also for your own good. How could you make the old lady angry?" Aunt Su said with exaggeration.
The mother and daughter wiped their tears and pretended to cry, almost saying that the old lady was angered to death by Hua Yuanzhao.
Prime Minister Hua was upset by the crying and slammed the table and cursed: "How much trouble do you want to cause every day before you stop!"
What should he do if he resigns from his post due to mourning?
As he was speaking, the doctor came out from behind the screen, shaking his head and sighing.
He bowed and said, "My Lord, please accept my condolences. The old lady is already on her last legs. You should...prepare for her funeral as soon as possible..."