Chapter 375 I hate my mother, I hate my motherIn
the ancestral hall, candles were burning, crackling.
No lights were turned on, and the light was dim.
The afterglow of the sky quietly fell through the window panes and landed on half of Wei Zhao's profile.
He was tall and straight, like a pine or bamboo. At this moment, he maintained a respectful bow. His nose was like a black gallbladder, and his lips were thin and pale.
The ancestral hall fell into a long silence because of his words.
Ning Suchan's face was calm, but her emotions were surging. Her hands were pressed tightly on the incense table, unconsciously exerting force, and blue veins bulged.
There was only a slight snap.
The well-maintained nail on her index finger was broken, but Ning Suchan didn't feel any pain at all. She looked straight at the person in front of her, with her lips tightly clenched. There was a huge stone on her chest, which made her breathless for a while.
No wonder...
No wonder Wei Zhao was not right when he came back this time.
Even though the mother and son still get along as before, Wei Zhao still restrains himself and is respectful, but Ning Suchan is careful and perceptive. How could she not see that something is wrong with Wei Zhao and that he has something on his mind.
But she never thought much about it. She just thought that Wei Zhao had experienced too much this time outside and had a near-death experience.
This child has always been steady and will not make her worry easily.
So Wei Zhao didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.
Anyway, this is how they have been living all these years. Wei Zhao didn't know what she was thinking. She couldn't tell what Wei Zhao was thinking either.
There was already a gap between mother and son.
No one knew how long it had passed, but the two were still in a stalemate.
Ning Suchan took a deep breath: "Because I was married to that person, you suspect I am unfaithful?"
"You came to question me in front of the ancestors of the Wei family and in front of your father?"
Wei Zhao heard his own voice.
"My son has investigated this matter secretly."
"That man has come many times."
Wei Zhao: "Before my father left, he left behind many secret guards with high martial arts skills, who only obeyed my mother. If it weren't for my mother's order, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the main courtyard is an iron wall. How could he come and go freely?"
"Before my son went to the battle, he left behind many Wei family soldiers, who would rush in as long as there was any movement in the main courtyard."
But the main courtyard... was calm.
All the people around Ning Suchan were dismissed by her in advance.
That is... Ning Suchan was waiting for that man to come.
If she was forced, Wei Zhao would risk his life to cut that man into pieces!
Wei Zhao: "On the day my father died, he came to mourn and met my mother privately."
At that time, Ning Suchan and Wei Zhao were guarding the mourning hall, but they left for half an hour in the middle.
Ning Suchan's face turned colder and colder: "Go on."
"There is something strange about my father's death. The cold at that time was not incurable."
"My son's nickname was not given by the elders of the Wei family."
The late crown prince, the second prince, and the fifth prince were all jealous of him because he was favored by the emperor since he was a child.
Eunuch Tu, who was beside Emperor Ying Qian, often sighed in front of him.
——"Every time the general went on a campaign, the emperor was most concerned about you and treated you as half a son."
"The Yangxin Palace still secretly keeps the portrait of my mother. The portrait has been hanging in my mother's study for three years."
How could Wei Zhao not recognize the painting made by Wei Fengxing?
Why was it in the Yangxin Palace?
When the Wei family army was able to return to the court and he could show up, he mentioned the portrait in front of Ning Suchan intentionally or unintentionally.
He didn't want to believe it either. He was swift and resolute, but he would also escape when encountering such things.
He was stuck in the mud and wanted to hate Ning Suchan.
But that was his biological mother. He
felt guilty towards Wei Fengxing, but it seemed that he didn't even have the qualifications.
Wei Zhao's world fell.
He was so smart that he propped up the door lintel of the Duke of Wei's mansion, but it seemed that he had become a joke.
No, he was the joke. He held on to his last hope and asked Ning Suchan. ——"Why did the painting that was placed here disappear?" What did Ning Suchan say at that time?
She just glanced at him casually, calmly and indifferently.
- "It was stained, so it was removed."
- "Really? Are you sure, mother?"
- "Don't you have anything to say to your son?"
But she got one sentence.
- "Since you are back in Beijing, according to the rules, you should go to the palace to pay your respects to the emperor, and then go to burn incense for your father when you come back."
Nothing else was mentioned.
Why did she hide it?
Ning Suchan's hand with broken nails was raised in the air, and was about to fall on Wei Zhao's face.
Wei Zhao did not dodge or evade, and still maintained the previous posture.
But the hand that was about to hit his face stopped and trembled.
"You..."
Ning Suchan: "How failed I am as a mother to be able to..."
She choked on the last words, her face pale.
She did fail.
She remembered that when Wei Zhao was four years old, he rode a pony and fell off. He cried and asked her to hold him.
She pushed him away.
She said.
——"A gentleman should behave like this."
——"But does my aunt often hug my cousin Yunling?"
He had tears in his eyes.
——"Does mother dislike Guizhi? People outside say that. They say mother dislikes me."
——"My son wants to refute them, but mother really doesn't care about me. What you care about is a son who has a promising future, who always ranks first in the Imperial College exams, and who is both virtuous and talented."
That was the first time Ning Suchan hit him.
Obviously, she didn't use much force, but the child was tender. There were soon slap marks on his face.
Ning Suchan's heart trembled, turned away, and spoke in a stiff tone.
——"Yes! My child, Ning Suchan, cannot be bad at studying. You can't embarrass me!"
Wei Zhao's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he looked up and looked at her stubbornly.
——"I hate mother, I hate mother!"
He rushed out and bumped into Wei Fengxing who had just returned from court.
Wei Fengxing looked at his wife with a cold face, then looked at his son who was crying like a tearful man, bent down and picked him up, and went to the side room.
Ning Suchan drank a sip of tea, calmed her mind, and then walked towards the side room.
She heard Wei Fengxing's gentle voice.
——"Your mother is different from others. She grew up in the palace and didn't enjoy much mother-daughter affection. No one taught her. She doesn't know how a normal mother and son should get along. This
is her first time being a mother." ——"You were born after she was pregnant for nine months. How could she not care?"
——"Keguizhi, you are a child of the Wei family. You are still young now and don't know the heavy responsibility. Your mother is strict with you, which is really good for you."
——"Don't say you hate your mother in the future, you are cutting her heart. Father won't allow it."
In terms of homework, Wei Fengxing is actually strict, but he rewards and punishes clearly and is relaxed in moderation. Ning Suchan never says soft words.
The child who would cry forward is now taller than her.
Ning Suchan is relieved by this.
Withdrawing her hand stiffly, she closed her eyes and asked for no reason: "Do you know why your uncle has never married?"
The voice did not sound as steady as before, but full of fatigue.
Wei Zhao had heard about the elders' affairs after all.
Ning Suchan's attention distracted him, which made his tightly clenched hands loosen slowly, and his palms were already wet and cold.
The burden of many years suddenly collapsed at this moment, and the suffocating heaviness seemed to be relieved.
Wei Zhao pursed his lips, feeling ashamed.
Before he could respond, Ning Suchan was one step ahead of him.
"The concubine in the palace, the girl of the Shaofu Supervisor, the aunt of Miss Shen who was on good terms with the Yu family, once secretly married your uncle."
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