The longer the stay, the more variables there are.
So Zhou Yunshu decided to trust Zhou Yunqi's ability to make friends and what she saw and heard along the way, and directly asked Yang Yuhao to find out Zhou Yunjia's whereabouts.
Anyway, even if he failed, Zhou Yunshu was sure to leave the city before Cao Zhengxing and others found them.
Chunque did not rush back to the courtyard. Instead, she knocked out a little maid who was about the same height as herself. After changing into her clothes, she boldly went to the entrance of the courtyard, which was surrounded by guards.
As soon as he got close, Chunque was stopped by the guards.
Chunque was used to being a maid, so she got very into the role and said: "This eldest brother, Uncle Liang asked me to come to the young master, saying that there are urgent matters that need him to deal with."
The guard looked up and down at the unfamiliar little girl in front of him and asked, "What's the emergency?"
"How can Uncle Liang tell his master what he wants to do to a little maid like me?"
The guard thought about it and said, "Wait here."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the yard.
At this time, in the main bedroom of Wutong side yard, the doctor, who was about fifty years old, looked at the miserable state of the man on the bed with a pale face and shook his head.
"He lost too much blood and his heart was damaged. He can't be saved."
I don’t know who is so cruel, even if he chops off someone’s lifeblood, how can he still survive if the knife stabs him in the heart?
Even if the Heavenly King Bodhisattva comes, we can only send him away by chanting sutras.
The doctor who came to see me now really regretted it. He shouldn't have taken the initiative to come to see the doctor when he heard that it was the princess's residence. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known about the privacy of so many mansions.
He has now begun to doubt whether he can leave the princess's mansion alive today after knowing so many dirty things about the princess's mansion.
Princess Yuyang's throat was tight. Even though she hated Yang Bingtian so much now, she still couldn't accept that the person she had loved for so many years suddenly died in front of her eyes.
What is even more unacceptable is Yang Yuhao. How can he accept that his father's death was due to the killing of each other in the family.
What made his father end up like this was his mother and his uncle who was also seriously injured and lying on the bed.
After Princess Yuyang had Yang Bingtian's body disposed of, she went to the zhengrong courtyard she had left for her brother.
At this time, her brother who no longer has the ability to carry on the family line is still sleeping in the inner room. There is no way. If he is not sleeping, he doesn't know how to go crazy.
"How is your sister's condition?" Princess Yuyang asked Yang Yuhao behind her before entering the door.
Yang Yuhao's eyes turned blue. He didn't really want to talk to his mother at this time because he didn't know how to face her.
But at this moment when she asked herself, Yang Yuhao still said: "I have already fallen asleep after feeding the soothing soup. The doctor said that I should not be stimulated during this period."
Princess Yuyang let out a long breath and was about to say something when the sound of footsteps came.
Du Huairou walked out of the inner room with red eyes, "Auntie."
"What did the doctor say?"
"My father is having a fever and he said it depends on tonight whether he can survive." Du Huairou choked and said, "Auntie, you must save my father. I no longer have a mother, and I don't want to lose my father again."
Princess Yuyang sighed and hugged Du Huairou into her arms, "Don't worry, he is also my only brother. I will definitely save his life."
"Thank you, aunt."
Du Huairou sobbed and said, "Then how should I report my brother-in-law's funeral back home?"
Princess Yuyang's eyes darkened slightly. To be honest, she didn't like these concubine children in her brother's family at all.
Although they have the blood of the Du family, the blood of the maternal line is too low, otherwise they would not have committed the murder of their biological father.
When Princess Yuyang thought about her brother's descendants being cut off by the little beast Du Yuchao, she wanted to chop up his body and throw it into a mass grave.
Therefore, when Princess Yuyang saw Du Yuchao being stabbed twice by her brother, she did not ask for timely treatment. Speaking of which, he did not survive because of Princess Yuyang's indifference.
After all, in her eyes, only Huaiping, the direct descendant of her younger brother, was the one who could truly inherit the title. Since there was a chance, she wouldn't mind reaching out to help her nephew eliminate the trouble.
Otherwise, if this concubine were to inherit the title, wouldn't it be a big joke in the world?
"Just say it was an accident."
Du Huairou looked at Princess Yuyang hesitantly and asked, "Will they believe it?"
Princess Yuyang said coldly: "If they believe what I say, they can just believe it. If they don't believe it, they can pretend to believe it."
She was being generous by not venting her anger on Du Yuchao's biological mother, wife and children, and she wanted her to appease and hide it, which was impossible! No matter what kind of group they are.
Princess Yuyang has thought about it. Taking advantage of her brother's time to recuperate at home, she plans to clean up his backyard and drive out all the messy concubines, actors, and hustlers from the Prince's Mansion, and tidy it up. The whole atmosphere of the county and prince's palace.
"mother."
Yang Yuhao's mother expressed too much helplessness and depression.
"The dead are the most important, I think we still..."
"It depends on who the deceased is." Princess Yuyang patted Du Huairou's arm and said to her son: "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. After today, you can go back to your teacher."
No matter how unruly Princess Yuyang is, she knows that their tutoring atmosphere will not be beneficial to her son's education in the future. Instead of leaving him here to endure other people's criticism, it is better to go back to the mountains to study in peace.
Yang Yuhao clenched his fists and refused: "But my father just passed away, and I want to stay in Fucheng to observe mourning for three years."
He couldn't blame his mother because she did everything for herself, but he kind of hated himself for being incompetent.
In less than two days since he returned home yesterday, what happened was already too much for him to bear.
Princess Yuyang sneered coldly: "He deserves it too."
"Mother!"
Seeing that her son was angry, Princess Yuyang could only wave her hands nonchalantly and said, "I understand. You should go back and rest first. I want to go see your uncle."
Yang Yuhao was silent.
When he numbly walked out of the room filled with the smell of blood, he happened to meet the guard who came to find him. After hearing the guard's words, Yang Yuhao raised his head and said, "I understand."
This is not the first time that Chunque and Yang Yuhao have met.
In the past, when Zhenbei Palace had not yet fallen, they had met several times in Zhenbei Palace and in the capital, but none of them had ever been as memorable to Chunque as this time.
The Yang Yuhao in his memory has always been heartless and happy, but the Yang Yuhao in front of him seemed to have been drained of his energy, and his whole body exuded a gloomy and decadent aura.
"Master, please come with me."
After Chunque took Yang Yuhao a few steps toward the path, Yang Yuhao suddenly realized something was wrong and stopped.
"Who are you?"
Chunque turned around, looked at Yang Yuhao and smiled, then stretched out her hand to clasp his arm, "Sir, let me help you, don't fall."
Yang Yuhao subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but suddenly something sharp pressed against his waist.
