After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 150

Mrs. Xu stared at Meng Zhisong for a while.

I thought so too.

Meng Zhisong had always been modest and courteous, and knew how to advance and retreat. He had just met Song Shiyun once, so he would not put himself in a dilemma.

Mrs. Xu said: "Then what are you thinking about? You don't pay attention to your mother when she talks to you."

"I, I was thinking about the strategy that Master talked about yesterday." Meng Zhisong laughed dryly. He didn't know how to tell Mrs. Xu the truth, so he could only vaguely explain it.

Mrs. Xu knew that he had really studied hard recently, so she believed it, "Studying is a good thing, but you must also pay attention to your health and don't make yourself stupid by studying. By the way, I heard that the Imperial College will resume classes tomorrow?"

Meng Zhisong nodded, "Yes."

Mrs. Xu said: "Then when the time comes, you will resume going to the Imperial College?"

Meng Zhisong hummed, "Originally, the Imperial Academy was suspended, so I went to the private school and attended classes for two days. If the Imperial Academy resumes, my son will naturally go back."

Mrs. Xu agreed: "Well, it's good that you know what's going on. In that case, go back and rest early. Don't read so late today."

Mrs. Xu looked at her son with some distress.

"I heard that you were studying until midnight yesterday."

Meng Zhisong smiled awkwardly, "My mother taught me, and my son has taken note of it. I will definitely rest early today."

Mrs. Xu patted his arm and asked him to go back first.

Meng Zhisong bowed his hand to her, then turned around and went to his small courtyard in the outer courtyard.

Mrs. Xu took the maid and her mother-in-law and continued to walk to the backyard.

Meng Zhisong returned to his room with his book boy in his arms, and then sat down by the bed as if he was exhausted.

The book boy followed and saw that Meng Zhisong looked very unhappy, so he asked: "Master, what's wrong with you today? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Are you tired from going to the Marquis' Mansion in Xichang?"

Meng Zhisong rubbed his brows tiredly and said hoarsely: "I'm a little tired."

The book boy reached out and took off his coat, "It's getting late. Master, would you like to take a nap?"

When Meng Zhisong heard the word 'sleep', he thought of his nightmare and couldn't help but feel frightened.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the book boy.

The boy stared at him and felt scared, "Why is the young master looking at the villain like this?"

Meng Zhisong opened his mouth, "Let me ask you, do you still remember the nightmares I always had before?"

The book boy nodded, "Of course I remember it. The young master is tired from studying and has been having nightmares for a while. I would like to tell you that the young master should pay more attention to his health. If the madam finds out, I'm afraid she will also be worried."

But Meng Zhisong didn't hear the second half of Shutong's sentence at all, "Sixu, do you still remember what I was talking about in my nightmares?"

Hearing this, Siwei put his robe on the screen next to him and recalled: "I remember, every time the young master has a nightmare, what he says is that he wants to leave and go home. The young master is dreaming that he is outside. ?"

Meng Zhisong's face turned pale.

The babble he spoke was the same as what he heard in his dream.

"Every time I have a nightmare last night, the young master's face looks very bad and frighteningly white." Siwei didn't notice Meng Zhisong's thoughts and was still talking to himself.

Meng Zhisong's heart trembled when he heard this, "Do I look ugly every time?"

Siwei came back and took off his shoes, "Yes, young master doesn't know that every time you have a nightmare, there is no color on your face. It looks so scary that I almost call the doctor." "

Hearing this, Meng Zhisong's face became even more ugly.

Siwei later realized that Meng Zhisong's mood was not right and he became nervous, "Why did the young master suddenly ask like this? Is there something wrong?"

Meng Zhisong's forehead was twitching, and he felt a terrible headache. He clenched his sleeves, and there was an amulet stuffed there, which was given to him by Song Shiyun.

Touching the amulet, he felt a little better and said hoarsely: "Nothing, I'm just a little tired. You can go out first. I want to sleep for a while."

Without thinking much, Siwei helped Meng Zhisong lie down to rest and immediately left the room.

But Meng Zhisong, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep no matter what.

In other words, he didn't dare to fall asleep at all.

Although Song Shiyun said, that thing might not enter his dream until tomorrow night.

But he always felt scared.

Just when Meng Zhisong was in panic, Song Shiyun, Yang and others returned home and went back to their own courtyards to rest.

After having dinner at home, it was rare that he had no other plans today. As soon as it got dark, Song Shiyun went to rest early.

At the same time.Ye Mingzhu also had dinner at home.

But during dinner, her mother rushed in.

When Ye Mingzhu saw her mother, she stood up in a panic and said with a look on her face, "Mother——"

Ye Mingzhu's mother, Mrs. Ye, walked over quickly, raised her hand and slapped Ye Mingzhu on the face.

The injury on Ye Mingzhu's face was not healed in the first place, but she was hit again, which made her scream in pain.

"Mother, why did you hit me?"

Mrs. Ye had a sullen face and said angrily: "Don't you know why I beat you? Today in the Xichang Marquis' Mansion, you brought shame on the whole Ye family, and you still ask me how I beat you?"

Hearing this, Ye Mingzhu felt guilty and was speechless.

Mrs. Ye let out a deep breath, staring at Ye Mingzhu with a flash of distress in her eyes, and she also hated that iron is not made of steel, "Mingzhu, your grandmother usually loves you and indulges you, but you are so old, you should be a little more measured. , know what to say and what to do on any occasion. If you continue like this, it will be difficult for you to get married in the future. If you get into trouble, even your grandfather will not be able to protect you! For the sake of your grandfather's reputation, You should also be more careful!"

Ye Mingzhu lowered her head, feeling angry but afraid to speak.

Mrs. Ye, like Ye Shoufu, both have an upright temperament.

Mrs. Ye was also very strict in disciplining Ye Mingzhu when she was a child.

However, Mrs. Ye later went out with her husband for ten years and entrusted Ye Mingzhu to Mrs. Ye for her upbringing.

When she came back last year, she found that Ye Mingzhu had been raised like this.

Although she was determined to bring Ye Mingzhu back to justice, she was already powerless. Mrs. Ye usually protected her, so she had a headache and was helpless.

Mrs. Ye looked at the top of Ye Mingzhu's head and knew that the child did not listen to her words at all.

Mrs. Ye didn't know what else to say, so she said: "From today on, before your marriage is finalized, you should not go out. Just do embroidery at home and save your own dowry."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mingzhu raised her head and said dissatisfied: "Mother wants to lock me up?!"

"This is not to control you, this is for your own good!" Mrs. Ye corrected with a deep tone.

"Miss--"

Ye Mingzhu wanted to say something else, but Chunxiao walked in with a bowl of medicine.

As soon as Ye Mingzhu saw her, her eyes widened and she raised her feet.

Chunxiao quickly knelt down and said, "Miss, this is the decoction sent by the old lady to treat your wounds."

"Mingzhu, what else do you want to do?" Mrs. Ye also noticed Ye Mingzhu's domineering look and scolded her angrily.

Ye Mingzhu reluctantly put her foot down.

Mrs. Ye scolded: "Your grandmother sent someone to bring you medicine, but you still don't drink it?"

Ye Mingzhu pursed her lips and really didn't want to drink.

But in front of Mrs. Ye, she did not dare to say such words, so she could only reach out and take the medicine bowl.

Chunxiao controlled the heat very well this time, neither cold nor hot, just right for drinking.

Ye Mingzhu had nowhere to get angry, so she could only glare at Chun Xiao fiercely. She only waited for Mrs. Ye to leave before she taught this stinky girl a lesson!
Thinking of this, Ye Mingzhu held the medicine, her little face wrinkled up, closed her eyes, raised her head and drank the bowl of medicine.

A bowl of medicine left Ye Mingzhu speechless and her whole little face was deformed.

She threw the medicine bowl back onto the tray in Chunxiao's hand.

Mrs. Ye winked at Chunxiao.

Chunxiao took the tray and left.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ye looked at Ye Mingzhu again, sighed, suppressed her anger and said: "Mingzhu, you are also a noble daughter, you should be a bit like a lady, you are always so domineering, how can you behave like this?"

Ye Mingzhu was angry and didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable in her mother's mind.

Ye Mingzhu curled her lips unconvinced.

Mrs. Ye's face turned cold when she saw her expression.

I was about to reprimand him a few more times.

Ye Mingzhu's expression suddenly changed.

Then, she bent over suddenly, opened her mouth, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

(End of this chapter)