"Can I not be angry? They think they will live a life of glory and wealth when they return to the capital? Since returning to the capital, they have done nothing. They have never done anything for the prince. They just complain about this and that, and their hearts are full of malice and hatred. Not angry, who owes them? Does Xiaoer owe them anything? It was Leng Zhenhuan who harmed us, Xiaoer has already killed him, what else can we do? "
The old lady became angry, her face turned pale, she coughed, and her breathing became rapid.
The doctor hurriedly came in and gave her the medicine again, but the effect was not as good as before. The old lady leaned sickly next to Min Xiang, sweating profusely on her forehead.
When Min Ruifeng saw this, he regretted complaining and hurriedly admitted his mistake.
But the old lady was already sick, dizzy and dark-eyed, and her strength was almost gone. Even admitting her mistake could not relieve her anger.
Panting heavily, she muttered and cursed, "White-eyed wolves, a bunch of white-eyed wolves."
Min Ruifeng became more and more frightened and said, "Mom, calm down. My son knows that he was wrong. If he doesn't say a word to her, he will understand whatever she does."
The old lady knew that he didn't really know that he was wrong, but was just coaxing her. She felt a sense of despair in her heart, grabbed her husband's hand, and said hurriedly: "If I...die, you have to protect me no matter what." I don’t trust her, I don’t trust her.”
"What are you talking about? You'll be fine." Min Xiang was confused. Although he had been mentally prepared, he could not accept the word death.
The old lady coughed more and more violently. After a violent cough, she actually vomited blood. Min Xiang shouted, "Stop the car, stop the car!"
The carriage stopped, and the carriage next to it also stopped. Knowing that something must have happened, they hurriedly got out of the car to surround them.
The doctor urgently gave her an injection to stop her cough, but she no longer had the strength to cough, but her lungs were tight and she vomited when she couldn't cough. She seemed to be dying.
His face also turned purple.
Min Ruihan learned that it was his third brother who had angered his mother, so he stepped forward and punched her, and said angrily: "If you are dissatisfied, you should hold it back. My mother has been looking forward to seeing the Crown Princess since she knew she would return to Beijing. You are not I don’t know, why are you talking nonsense?”
Min Ruifeng did not dare to say anything, but his son Min Hanmo stepped forward to fight off his uncle and begged in a low voice, "Father had a leg problem last night, and today is the day when my mother will die..."
Everyone then remembered that today was the death penalty for the third lady. The young lady from a noble family married into the Min family, and after only a few years of good fortune, she was sent to the border town. She suffered all the humiliation. After she died in the border town, she could not even take care of herself. burial.
She committed suicide after being humiliated. Even her body could not be found, and a simple tomb could only be erected casually.
Who cares about what happens after her death?
Everyone was silent for a moment, but Min Ruifeng closed his eyes, tears falling down, looking extremely painful.
The old lady also became more and more grief-stricken, with a miserable face. She stretched out her hand tremblingly to touch her son's cheek, but she couldn't touch him. She hung down feebly, "When everything is settled, send someone...send someone to find her and come back."
Min Ruihan also said: "Yes, I came back in a hurry this time and couldn't find her. If we send someone to look for her later, we will definitely find her."
The female relatives were all crying softly. It was easy to say, but how to find it? In that damn place, I don’t know how many corpses are thrown out and eaten by wild wolves and dogs in a month? If visible corpses are disposed of in this way, let alone those who commit suicide by drowning in a river, who will care if the corpses cannot even be found?
But in this case, no one would tell Min Ruifeng, fearing that he would collapse and would not be able to accept it.
Min Hanmo did not cry, but his eyes were red, and he knelt beside his grandmother and father to comfort them.
