Don't panic when fleeing famine, she has become the godmother of all the bosses

Shu Yan thoughtfully gave Cheng San a large piece of pork knuckle. Cheng San saw it and had a helpless smile on his face. Chen Yunli on the side saw it and sneered.

"My mother treats her godson better than our biological sons. It really makes me feel uncomfortable."

Chen Yunli's wife, Mrs. Sun, glanced at her husband timidly, lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.

Shu Yan immediately took a piece for Chen Yunli, and then said helplessly: "You kid, you have been jealous since you were a child."

Shu Yan's tone was very relaxed, and the conversation between the two was really like an ordinary mother and son.

Chen Yunli sneered, but refused to eat Shu Yan's dish.

Chen Shengzhi said with a smile: "Now it really looks like before. Our family has returned to the past, and I am very happy."

Shu Yan didn't speak, but some fragments appeared in her mind.

When Chen Yunli was young, he still respected and loved his mother very much, but something happened that stimulated this sensitive child and made him extremely extreme.

Shu Yan thought about that matter carefully, but never thought of it.

She was like a lousy programmer using an old computer who couldn't fix the broken program.

Cheng San saw Shu Yan's discomfort and said, "Godmother, if you are not feeling well, let your son help you go to the house to rest."

Shu Yan glanced at Cheng San.

"It's okay, I just thought of what happened before and was a little unhappy."

Shu Yan's words were quite destructive, but there was not much displeasure on Chen Shengzhi's face. He smiled.

Just said one sentence.

"Eat in peace."

After saying this, no one in the hall spoke.

This meal can be described as indigestion. Cheng San covered his stomach and followed Shu Yan, preparing to walk to the backyard, but Chen Shengzhi stood up and said something to Shu Yan's back.

"Madam, I have something to say to you alone."

Shu Yan turned around and looked at Chen Shengzhi. At this moment, Cheng San's expression was worried for a moment.

Shu Yan followed Chen Shengzhi to his study.

Chen Shengzhi sat at the desk and looked at Shu Yan with a little pity. Such an expression made Shu Yan feel a little uncomfortable. She frowned and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Chen Shengzhi smiled.

"The third daughter-in-law told me about it. She said she didn't know what to do, but she hoped you could tell her."

Shu Yan was shocked.

Chen Shengzhi waved his hand, and the old housekeeper came in from outside the door and said to Shu Yan: "Old madam, the carriage is ready. You can leave at any time."

Shu Yan walked up to the old housekeeper and asked cautiously, "Where are you going?"

The old housekeeper didn't speak, just smiled.

It was getting late now, so Shu Yan got on a carriage and rushed out of the city.

After arriving at the place, Shu Yan opened the curtain of the carriage and saw the hastily built imperial mausoleum under the sunset, and suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

The old housekeeper asked the groom to park the carriage, and then respectfully pulled Shu Yan out of the carriage.

Although this imperial mausoleum is not big, thousands of civilians were still recruited, and dust was flying everywhere. It was really a waste to build such a building for such a dog emperor.

The old housekeeper seemed to know what Shu Yan was thinking. He smiled and said: "Old madam, everything has its own status. After all, he was once an emperor. If we, the regent, want to be in the right position, we can only do these superficial things." ."

Shu Yan rolled his eyes.

"Before, I still wanted to cover up a bit, but now I don't cover up at all?" Chen Shengzhi was elected as the regent by the northwest court and was temporarily in charge of the affairs of the Daqian Dynasty.

The old housekeeper smiled.

Shu Yan vaguely remembered that this man was also a new scholar back then, but unfortunately he was implicated by his relatives at home, so he could only work as a small housekeeper beside Chen Shengzhi.

The old housekeeper and Shu Yan walked up to the newly built stairs. Although the hundreds of steps had not yet been repaired, they already had a bit of royal majesty.

"Since you're ready to be the emperor, why are you still holding Yu'an around? If that kid doesn't want to be the emperor, he can't be the emperor either."

Shu Yan said without changing his expression, but the old housekeeper laughed.

"He must be the emperor. If he doesn't become the emperor, who will give up the world to the regent."

Shu Yan rolled his eyes.

"Take off your pants and fart, it's unnecessary."

The old housekeeper coughed twice and said in a low voice: "The Prince Regent is trying to block the mouth of Youyou in the world."

While the two were talking, they had already reached the main hall that had been repaired.

I only saw Wang Shuyun in white mourning clothes, kneeling in the main hall. As the old saying goes, if you want to be pretty and filial, Wang Shuyun at this moment is really beautiful.

Even Shu Yan couldn't move his eyes away.

Wang Shuyun stood up from the ground and bowed slightly to Shu Yan. The old housekeeper turned and left, leaving only Shu Yan and Wang Shuyun here.

The sun has set at this moment, and white curtains are floating on the wide hall.

Wang Shuyun's clothes are flying, and she is even more beautiful than ordinary people.

"Mother-in-law, I have been searching for the truth about Saburo's death for these years. For this reason, I even committed myself to that dog emperor. Finally, the emperor has paid off."

Shu Yan asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

There was a trace of despair in Wang Shuyun's eyes, and she whispered: "The Dog Emperor told me that Saburo died because of King Jing."

King Jing was the third prince of the previous dynasty, and the godson whom Shu Yanxin recognized.

Cheng San, the Cheng San who accompanied him all the way.

"Sanlang was killed by Cheng San?"

Shu Yan couldn't believe it. She suddenly thought of what Cheng San had told her before, asking them to live in a muddle.

Wang Shuyun knelt on the ground again, and she bowed to the setting sun in the sky.

"The happiest days in my life are the days when I am with Sanlang. Mother-in-law, Sanlang is the person I love most in this world, but what about you?"

Shu Yan said somewhat complicatedly: "I have too many children."

Wang Shuyun chuckled twice and said in a low voice: "Mother-in-law, what is there that is worthy of you abandoning your husband and son and pursuing it?"

This question was indeed a bit complicated, and Shu Yan couldn't answer it for a while.

However, neither Cheng San nor Yu An were her children or relatives, yet she sacrificed her children and husband for these people.

No matter how you look at it, she, Wang Shuyan, is the one with big problems.

Shu Yan took a deep breath and whispered: "That was all in the past. I am old now. I just want Yu'an to survive and live well like an ordinary person."

The two of them had finished talking, and Shu Yan turned around to leave. At this moment, the old butler was waiting outside, holding a lantern in his hand.

It was already dark now, Shu Yan looked a little tired, and the old housekeeper smiled.

"Old Madam, we are tired. Let's go back home quickly. The Third Young Master is still waiting for you."