Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 6

After thinking about it, she was not reconciled, and said: "But it is also true that she murdered the mistress, so she can't just let it go, come and order, the young lady fell into the water and hurt her body, she needs to rest in Wangsong Garden, and idlers are not allowed to disturb her!"

This is captivity in disguise.

After Song Chengye finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Song Hengye's face. Seeing that his face was normal, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. What annoyed him, only he knew.

Song Hengye didn't intend to intervene, so he could only remind him loudly: "Since the young lady can wake up, is there any improvement in the lady's side? Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Alright, I'll go over to see my mother right now, and you can take care of her at the mourning hall."

Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, Song Hengye pinched his brows. Captivity could save his life anyway, and there was only so much he could do.

Not to mention that he has no right to comment on the affairs between his brother and his sister-in-law. The fundamental reason is that he is not Song Lian's own son, and he is just an outsider in the Song family.

The night was already dark, and the funeral would be held tomorrow, and the imperial physicians who consulted in the mansion also needed to be properly arranged. The eldest son Song Chengye ignored all these chores and left them all on him.

"General, you haven't closed your eyes for two days. Do you want to take a rest? It's good to have a villain in front of you watching."

The one who spoke was Song Hengye's subordinate Budan, because he followed him in the barracks all the year round, and was always commensurate with his position in the army.

Song Hengye shook his head, got up and walked towards the mourning hall, sighing: "No need, I will keep watch tonight."

The mistress is bedridden, and the son is sick, and now the only one who can keep watch is his adopted son.

Thinking of the old man's glorious life, but being tired by his family house, and ending up in such a bleak end, it's hard not to be moved.

Walking to the mourning hall, he found that someone had already arrived one step ahead of him.

"Young Madam?"

She was still in a coma when she left Wangsongyuan just now, but now she is neatly dressed, kneeling in the mourning hall to refill the ever-burning lamp.

When Gu Qingyou heard the voice behind her, she turned her head and gestured slightly to him, and met Song Hengye's surprised expression, and explained: "I'm much better now, thank you for your concern."

Polite and distant.

It should have been like this, but for some reason it was tinged with melancholy.

Song Hengye nodded, went to the brazier to add a few gold ingots, and quietly retreated to the entrance of the hall.

In the middle of the night, even in the mourning hall, it is always wrong to be alone.

Gu Qingyou's eyes were fixed on the ever-burning lamp, but he kept looking at the tall and straight figure outside the door from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving at all, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

The reason why she rushed to the mourning hall was, firstly, to make up for the past for the original owner, so as not to settle the score in the future, and secondly, she had nothing to eat all day, and she was really hungry.

This body has just woken up, and has a fever again, it is too weak, if I don't replenish some energy quickly, I am afraid that I will starve to death before being questioned.

She will be a ghost if she dies!

The two little girls who were scared away were driven back to Wangsongyuan by Song Hengye a long time ago, but they still didn't dare to enter the door to serve them. They were stuck at the door like a log, and they haven't even given her saliva to drink.

But it doesn't matter, if the mountain doesn't come, it's me, and if I come, it's the mountain.

Song Chengye said that no one was allowed to go in to visit her, but he didn't say that she couldn't come out.

As for the Duke's Mansion, which is completely unfamiliar to her, apart from the kitchen, there is only one place where she can think of food—the mourning hall.

So when she called the two girls to lead the way, even though they were reluctant in every possible way, they still came with pouting lips.

As a result, as soon as he entered the mourning hall and dismissed the servants, this person appeared before reaching out to the tribute.

She pretended to fill up the lamp oil, knelt down to the side again, but secretly prayed for the people at the door to leave quickly.

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