Shen Xian opened his mouth to speak, but Mrs. Chen coughed and sighed, blocking out all Shen Xian's words, "Your Highness, Feng Xijun has never been in good health. I really felt sorry for him because of this illness, so I decided to stay on my own." He is resting in the room. It was me who did not think carefully. Your Highness wants to punish you, so you can punish me."
Mrs. Chen held the handkerchief and pretended to wipe away the tears from her eyes.
"Father..." Shen Leyan bit her lip, fidgeting and looking pitifully at Qing Dai.
When Shen Xian heard this, the slightest pity he had for the man from the side courtyard disappeared completely, and he began to feel sorry for her husband, Mr. Chen, who had been with her since she was young and had never put her in trouble.
What a good show.
Qingdai tapped the corner of the table heavily with one finger, and everyone around her was silent for a moment, "Did I say who to blame? I just want to meet Changting's biological father."
She stood up and said without saying much, "Lead the way."
Shen Changting passed by Shen Xian and ignored Shen Xian's look for help. He only nodded slightly and followed Qingdai without stopping.
Mrs. Chen lowered his head and twisted the handkerchief with a heavy gaze.
Bastard.
It was all those scoundrels who robbed his son of his marriage! Now I don't know what kind of pillow wind is blowing, and I want His Highness to step on his and Leyan's heads.
impossible! He would never let this happen!
When we arrived at the weak lotus garden, the reasons for these people's resistance finally became clear.
This is not only a side hospital, but the courtyard is also very dilapidated, and there are not even a few slaves serving it. It is not a good place for people to recuperate at all.
There were constant coughs in the room, and the boy outside just lay down comfortably on the owner's lounge chair to rest. The coughing sound was a little louder, and he looked irritated, wishing that the person inside would die soon.
Qingdai could feel that Shen Changting's breath was unstable and he was obviously out of breath, but he didn't speak or take a step forward, he just stood behind Qingdai.
Qingdai searched her memory and found that the Hua Chao Festival in the first year of her marriage to Shen Changting completely embarrassed Shen Changting. After the unhappy breakup on the first night, the high-spirited Third Princess naturally did not accompany him on the street, nor did she accompany him back home.
He was originally a concubine in the palace, and he had received a lot of cold looks and ridicule. After getting married, he became like this, and the servants who had high ambitions and low abilities did not take him seriously.
That time Feng was seriously ill, but Shen Changting couldn't even call a doctor. The weak lotus garden was surrounded by an iron barrel. No one else could enter, and Shen Changting could not get out. Eager to save his father, he even pulled out a wooden hairpin and held it to his throat, threatening his own life.
But everyone in the Shen Mansion looked at Shen Changting and his son with cold eyes. Their pursuit of survival had turned into a farce, as if a bastard was born by a servant who crawled into bed and should die silently here.
The wooden hairpin was deeply pierced, and blood soaked most of the moon-white robe. At this time, Chen came belatedly, and said in a disgusted tone, "Don't let him die."
"Also, change your clothes when you send her back. Tsk, it's a shame for the Shen family to look like this."
Shen Changting was unconscious and stubbornly called Feng Fengjun. In the end, he collapsed from exhaustion. The last thing he saw was Chen's lofty look, as if he was looking at an ant.
He heard Mrs. Chen say, "Save him a life."
After this wasted time, in the original plot, Feng's health deteriorated, and he could not survive and died of illness a few months later. From then on, Shen Changting became more and more closed-minded and taciturn, and he and Beitang Qingdai gradually drifted away.
Qingdai's eyes fell on Shen Changting's face. His expression was silent, like a bottomless abyss. All the pain was hidden underneath, so airtight that he could hardly breathe.
Qingdai suddenly held Shen Changting's hand, and the warm touch brought him back to his senses.
He blinked his eyes very lightly and slowly.
Finally, the bright sunshine pierced the darkness, and the sky could be glimpsed from the bottom of the deep and terrifying abyss.
Qingdai leaned close to his ear and said, "Changting, I have everything."
Shen Changting raised his head blankly, looked at the remote courtyard, and then looked back at Qingdai's focused gaze. His heart gradually became firm, he clenched his fists and said coldly, "Mother, open the door."
Shen Xian hesitated, and Shen Changting seemed to be extremely disappointed and opened the door himself.
The room was filled with darkness, a cold and clammy breath hit his face, and there were constant coughing sounds, filling the room with a frightening aura of death.
Shen Changting's eyes turned red instantly, he stepped forward and knelt beside the bed, "Father."
The man in the bed stopped coughing in fear, took a deep breath, and said helplessly, "Chang Ting! Why are you... back? Ahem... How many times have I told you that you can't call me father, I'm just a side room..."
"Father."
This sound was made by Qingdai.
Feng Chun raised his eyes with difficulty and found that the noble third princess had appeared in his weak lotus courtyard. He quickly called out, "Xiao Cui! Xiao Cui! Ahem...add...add some candlelight..."
"Father." Qingdai called again, "Changting and I are back to see you."
Shen Changting was still kneeling, and Qingdai helped him up with one hand, "This is something you should be happy about, don't be sad."
Feng Chun glanced at Qingdai and then at Shen Changting, showing a clear smile.
Shen Changting had a five-point figure with him. He had been tortured by illness for several years in a side hospital. Now he was pale and weak, and his former glory could still be vaguely seen between his eyebrows.
No wonder Mrs. Chen hated him.
Without Chen's involvement, it's hard to say whether Shen Xian would have been attracted to Feng Chun, who was convicted and married off.
Shen Xian took two steps forward and asked with concern, "Chun'er, are you feeling better?"
Seeing her, Feng Chun's expression turned cold and he responded, "My wife."
Shen Xian lowered his hands in embarrassment, not knowing how to continue the conversation. Mrs. Chen suddenly came over and gave Shen Xian an angry look, "My wife really doesn't even know how to say caring words. Don't worry, the doctor came here the day before yesterday to say that Feng It's just a common typhoid fever, nothing serious."
This is a fitting remark. Not only did she say good things to Shen Xian, but she also told Qingdai and Shen Changting that they were not ignoring Feng Chun.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Shen Xian smiled and nodded anxiously to Qingdai, "That's right, it's nothing serious."
Feng Chun twitched the corner of his mouth.
According to the rule that family members are not allowed to see her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Chen invited the doctor but only let the doctor look at her from afar. What else can be diagnosed other than that it's nothing serious?
Qingdai sneered, "Xiang Shen is really attentive."
Just when Shen Xian was about to laugh with her, Qingdai called out, "Come, please call the doctor."
Everyone in the room was shocked. They didn't expect Qingdai to be so disrespectful to the Prime Minister.
Shen Xian suppressed his smile and said seriously, "Your Majesty, Third Highness... Is there anything wrong with you interfering in the affairs of our courtyard? Let Your Majesty know..."
Shen Changting squeezed Feng Chun's hand nervously.
Qingdai turned around and faced everyone directly with an awe-inspiring aura, "I, Beitang Qingdai, need you to teach me how to do things?"
She held the wristband and turned it casually, "My mother-in-law is here, and I said the same thing. Changting is my lord, and Lord Feng is my father. I will protect you."
Maozi: Wow! You're handsome! I'm about to fall in love with you.
Qingdai: Thank you, I love myself very much too.
Maozi: ...stinky and shameless!
