Lonely non-good minister

This tone and demeanor stimulated Lin with great accuracy.

She screamed loudly, grabbed the soup beside her and threw it on the ground. She tore off the bedding and tents like crazy. When the palace people heard the noise, they hurried in and everyone gathered around to stop her. Mrs. Lin Being imprisoned, he struggled harder to resist, but was still dragged away from Song Chun by a group of people.

Song Chun looked at her madly with an expressionless face. He still can't figure out what he didn't say clearly.

When they first got married, he was willing to be respectful to Mr. Lin, but he couldn't force matters of love. He asked himself that he had done what a husband should do, being considerate, caring, gentle, and understanding. However, there was really nothing he could do to truly love each other. He was not marrying someone. Can a wedding make the person you love change his mind?That's a wedding, not a practice.

Mr. Lin frequently got into trouble and caused so many troubles. He favored and shielded him, turning big things into trivial matters. Until Song Wei was born, the couple tried their best to maintain a respectful relationship with each other. He knew that he could not give Lin his sincerity, so he was in a wealthy position. He gave it all, and even if the Lin family fell, he never complained at all.

But Lin didn't care about this at all. She insisted on being sincere and loving her. It seemed that she could prove how good she was by forcing others to do so. She was so domineering and strong that Song Chun couldn't find any other feeling besides disgusting her. We could no longer treat each other as if we were guests at the beginning.

Over the years, thinking of her filial piety and hard work in raising children, Song Chun gave her all his honors and even helped the Lin family. Although the family was not as prominent as in the old days, they still kept their wealth. I feel that what I have done is enough, but I really don’t understand why Lin is dissatisfied?
"Song Chun!" Ms. Lin was still shouting hoarsely as she was dragged out: "You have never been sorry to me in this life, you have been sorry to me!"

Song Chun felt no fluctuation in his heart and closed his eyes indifferently, unwilling to even look at her again.

Someone in the palace told Song Wei about Lin's madness. Although he didn't know the reason, Song Wei already understood the causes and consequences of his parents' feud. He was not in a hurry to visit Lin. He went to Song Chun's house first to see the palace. When the person was serving Song Chun to eat, he knew that Lin's so-called care was to starve Song Chun, and he felt more and more intolerable.

"Father." Song Wei lifted his robe and knelt down: "My child will apologize for my mother."

Song Chun waved his hand gently: "The grudges between your parents have nothing to do with you. Get up quickly."

Song Wei then got up and came to the bed to take over the palace servant's service to help him eat. His haggard expression was filled with distress: "I have already told you that my mother will not be allowed to come in from now on. My father can rest peacefully."

"She is your mother. No matter how discordant she is with me, don't target her. If she makes a mistake, you should point it out and order her to correct it, but filial piety must not be forgotten." Song Chun looked at his grown-up child: "I'm leaving. After that, she will still have to rely on you.”

Song Wei nodded without saying a word, helped him eat and go to bed, and then went to visit Mrs. Lin again.

Mrs. Lin smashed everything in her dormitory to pieces. When Song Wei arrived, she sat in the mess on the floor with a dull look on her face. Her madness drained her of all her energy, and she finally calmed down a little.

"Mother." Song Wei stepped forward and squatted in front of her, pushing her messy hair behind her ears: "Why are you always making trouble like this?"

Mrs. Lin's eyes slowly moved to his face, and her dull eyes gradually became aggrieved and unwilling: "I gave birth to children for him, but he hates me so much. I can't accept it."

"Being and raising heirs is a meritorious service, but isn't it enough that your father has given you enough food and clothing, and given you power and wealth?" Song Wei looked at the mess on the ground and said, "You asked him to repay you with sincerity, but at the time of the wedding, , isn’t it also your wishful thinking?”

When these words came out of her own son's mouth, Mrs. Lin was even more irritated. She grabbed Song Wei's clothes and shouted with a ferocious expression: "You don't understand, you don't understand. My whole heart and eyes are filled with him. All I want is for him." He only has me in his heart, what's wrong with me? I am filial to my parents-in-law, raise my children, and run the house virtuously. Isn't that enough for him to take me into his heart?" "Mother, mother." Song Wei couldn't bear to irritate her anymore, even though he disagreed very much. Her words could only comfort her first.

But Mrs. Lin cried: "What's wrong with me? How am I inferior to Shen Lingguang? Am I that inferior to her?"

The name she cried out made Song Wei freeze on the spot, looking at the emotionally broken Mrs. Lin, his mind went blank.

Shen Lingguang. Concubine Shen?

It can't happen. It can't happen.
Song Wei's heart almost stopped beating. No matter how Lin collapsed and cried, it failed to stir up any splash in his almost still spiritual world.

Mrs. Lin dragged him and cried for a long time, until she fainted from exhaustion and exhaustion. Song Wei was still stunned on the spot, his legs were numb. When Mr. Lin hit him, he sat directly on the ground, and something on the ground hit him. It hurt him, and he slowly came back to his senses.

After helping Mrs. Lin to rest on the bed, Song Wei walked out in despair. The palace servants waiting outside all had their heads lowered, and no one dared to say more.

Song Wei wanted to explain a few words, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

It is really hard to accept that the father he respected was in love with his grandfather's beloved concubine.

This matter became a knot in Song Wei's heart, and he was always worried about it, so much so that when he went to take care of Song Chun, he was in a bad mood.

Song Chun's condition was very bad. Although he didn't show much concern about Lin's trouble, it was still tiring him. The imperial doctors came several times, and after checking their pulse, they all shook their heads and sighed. Empress Shen learned that Lin was making trouble. He rushed over after the game, and Song Run and Song Yuan also arrived.

Song Chun was dying, and the uncontrollable pain in his body kept tormenting him. His will to live was swallowed up inch by inch. He no longer wanted to live, he just wanted to be free as soon as possible.

"My son." Empress Shen had cried all her tears these days, and her sunken eye sockets could no longer squeeze out any tears. She held Song Chun in her arms and felt heartbroken, her whole body trembling with sadness.

Song Chun's eyelids were heavy, and it took a lot of effort to open them, but his eyes were already cloudy and lifeless. His lips moved several times before he squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat: "Mother, let me go."

They didn't understand what it felt like to be gnawed away by pain in the body day and night, or how much pain he endured. In order not to worry his family, he suppressed his silence, and the palace servants who changed his bedding every day... Knowing how many bedding sheets he had scratched, his fingernails were broken, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Where is the Emperor?" Song Run asked. Although he had already experienced Emperor Hong Ming's coolness, at this time, Song Run still hoped that Emperor Hong Ming could take a look.

Didn't he always value his elder brother?Didn’t he claim that he devoted all his efforts to cultivating his elder brother?Then why don't you show up at this time?