Chapter 1130 Death

In the evening, Zhulan ate exquisite snacks from the palace. Chef Yu is Chef Yu, and he is more than one level higher than the chefs in the mansion. While eating, she listened to Zhou Shuren talking about the things in the palace. She patted the cake crumbs on her hands and said, "I really have a cheap uncle."

Zhou Shuren touched his face and said, "You said it would be great if I were like my mother."

He actually dislikes his appearance.

Zhulan took a closer look and said, "Who says it's not?"

Zhou Shuren, "....."

It's one thing for him to dislike it, but it's another thing for his wife to dislike it, just glare at him.

Zhulan smiled and said, "You can't leave me even if you don't like me. Let's just live like this!"

Zhou Shuren snorted, "If you say that again, we're falling out."

Zhulan was not afraid, "Turn over if you want to sleep separately."

You are so clingy, more and more clingy. In the past, when it was hot, we would dislike each other and sleep in between each other. But in the past two years, you can still sleep next to you when it is hot.

Zhou Shuren's eyes widened even more. He wanted to say goodbye, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. "A gentleman should not argue with a woman."

"hehe."

The next morning, Zhulan and Zhou Shuren had just woken up when Mrs. Song came in and said, "Lady Ningguo passed away last night."

Zhulan paused as she put on her clothes. "When did you leave?"

"It was midnight. The Duke's Mansion came to deliver the letter early this morning."

Zhulan put on her clothes and sighed, "I don't have to suffer anymore."

Paralyzed in bed, every day is a torment. The sooner I die, the sooner I will be relieved.

Mrs. Song continued, "It's snowing heavily outside."

Zhulan waited for the curtains to be opened and saw that it was snowing heavily. Through the glass, the snowflakes were quite large. "This is a bad day."

Zhou Shuren was also dressed, "Okay, it won't affect the Duke's Mansion."

Zhulan agreed with that. For the rich and powerful, with many servants, funerals would still be held in a grand manner.

While having breakfast, Boss Zhou was still in a daze. Changyi found out yesterday, and Zhulan couldn't leave Boss behind in the end. Boss was the eldest son, so she simply came to Changli to explain everything clearly.

Boss Zhou couldn't tell his wife and had to keep it to himself. He thought a lot that night.

Chang Yi and Chang Zhi were also confused. They thought they were just from the countryside, but they never expected that they had such powerful relatives. To round it off, they were related to the emperor.

Changzhi finally understood why King Liang wanted to beat him up every time he saw him, but he endured it.

Zhulan dropped the bomb after dinner, "The wife of Duke Ning is gone."

Chang Yi was stunned for a moment, "There are so many things going on this year."

Chang Li asked, "Mom, can I go with you?"

Zhulan nodded, "Yes."

After breakfast, Zhou Shuren and Changyi left together in a carriage, first to the Ministry of Revenue, and then to the Ministry of Rites.

In the carriage, Chang Yi held the stove to warm his hands, "Dad, you really don't have any ideas?"

Zhou Shuren snorted, "Your father doesn't want to die of exhaustion."

Chang Yi shut up, realizing that the old man really didn't want to take advantage of the Rong family. But then he thought again, it made sense, the old man himself was already very capable, and the Zhou family wouldn't be bad even without taking advantage of him.

Zhou Shuren said sternly, "Don't give me any fancy names. If you dare, I will break your legs."

He hasn't used a knife for many years, don't think he can't cut it.

Chang Yi felt a chill on his back, "My son has no idea."

Well, it's impossible to have no ideas. Now I really have no ideas. The old man can really do it.

Zhulan arrived at the Ningguo Mansion not too early. The mansion was all white, with cars coming and going. By the time Zhulan got off the carriage, the snow had fallen half a foot thick, and the hem of her skirt was covered with snow.

The Duke's Mansion was very efficient and had already prepared everything last night. When they arrived at the hall where the coffin was placed, Lord Ning and Prince Ning were kneeling and burning paper, and behind them were Ning Zhiqi's grandchildren and granddaughters-in-law.

The great-grandsons and descendants were also kneeling, but Duke Ning was not seen.

People were coming and going, and before Zhulan's turn came, the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess arrived together, and those who were kneeling stood up.

The prince offered incense and said, "The Queen Mother will leave the palace soon."

If the Queen Mother had not received the news last night, she would have fainted and would have left the palace with him just now.

Lord Ning was stunned for a moment, "The old lady passed away peacefully last night."

His mother was suffering while she was alive. She had been ill these days and as a son, he felt tormented watching her. The old lady looked unrecognizable. It was better for her to pass away so she wouldn't have to suffer anymore.

The prince simply ignored his second uncle. As for his grandparents, he was not very close to them. He was the prince, and it was not good for him to be too close to his maternal family, so he always kept a distance. His grandparents also kept a distance, so they did not have much affection.

The main reason was that he was not an unexpected outsider. Later, because of his younger brother, he paid more attention to the Ningguo Mansion. In addition, he was really busy, so he had even less affection for the Ningguo Mansion.

But having no feelings doesn't mean he isn't angry. Yes, he was angry with his second uncle.

The prince waited for the princess to finish talking to Song, then said, "I will go to see grandpa and return to the palace soon."

Ning Xu, "Okay."

Zhulan was also preparing to leave, with Xuehan and Rongchuan accompanying her on both sides. Zhulan said, "You don't have to see me off."

Xue Han said, "My grandmother passed away suddenly yesterday, and it was a bit chaotic. I didn't have time to send Linxi back. Mother, you go to the Marquis' Mansion to pick Linxi up. Rongchuan and I will stay in the Duke's Mansion."

Zhu Lan heard this and said, "Okay, I'll go to the Marquis' Mansion to pick up Lin Xi. I'll take care of Lin Xi, you can rest assured."

Xue Han breathed a sigh of relief. Last night it was really too sudden. She and Rong Chuan didn't have time to arrange for a maiden. She had been waiting for her mother to come!

Soon they arrived at the gate of the Duke's Mansion. Zhulan said to Xuehan and his wife, "It's freezing cold, you should take care of yourselves."

Rongchuan said, "Mom, I will take good care of Xuehan, you don't have to worry."

"Um."

Zhulan got on the carriage and went directly to Ninghou Mansion. When she arrived at the mansion, the housekeeper took her directly to the courtyard of Xuehan and his wife. Xuehan must have asked them to pack their luggage last night, so when she came in, their luggage had already been packed.

Zhulan held the awakened Linxi in her arms and asked the nurse, "She's not crying or making a fuss, is she?"

The nurse replied carefully, "No, Miss has always been very well behaved."

She had never seen a child more obedient than the young lady, who only whimpered when she was hungry or uncomfortable.

Zhulan kissed her granddaughter, then wrapped her up and said, "Let's go."

At the Duke's Mansion, Zhang Yang arrived late and the Crown Prince had already left. When Zhang Yang arrived, he happened to meet the Empress.

How could the Queen pay attention to Zhang Yang at this time? He was a fake son. Now the Queen was fully focused on her deceased mother, so she simply ignored Zhang Yang and walked in.

The Queen ignored the Fifth Prince, and the officials and their wives who came were stunned. It was so strange that she ignored her own son.

Zhang Yang doesn't care. When he didn't know his own life experience, he would have felt bad. Now he doesn't care, he really doesn't care. Now he is not targeting Zhang Jinghong. They are all fakes, and they are all people who have taken over someone else's nest. He has no right to resent him.

Princess Qi saw it clearly and pulled the prince of Qi, "Why do I find it strange?"

Prince Qi did not find it strange. Instead, he stared at the empress who was kneeling and crying. His stepmother was amazing. She knew that they were all fake sons, but she could still endure it. No wonder his mother had never taken advantage of him for so many years.

Princess Qi was worried. Now that she was free, she liked gossip. She was talking about all kinds of gossip in the capital. Her lover had discovered the secret but didn't tell her. Her face was not pretty. "Hmph."