When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1442 Jin Yue 43
To put it bluntly, his own mother is nearing the end of her life. If he were to harbor resentment towards his father, would he have any good days left in the manor? In this respect, he and Pei Yun are cut from the same cloth, both cold-blooded and calculating.

Lin Jinzhu knew that a few words wouldn't change her son's mind; after all, she had been ill for so many years, and Pei Yun had been taking care of him. Now, she was pointing her finger at Fang Rumu's elder brother; anyone would be in pain.

She forced a smile, refraining from speaking ill of Pei Yun further, and simply said in a low voice, "If I weren't here, your father would eventually remarry. If the next wife is kind-hearted, you and your brother might still have a chance to survive."

“But if she also has her own child, you and your brother will be the biggest obstacles.”

Pei Yuan wasn't stupid; he immediately understood. He slumped his shoulders: "A son is, after all, a junior. How can he interfere in his father's important life matters?"

Lin Jinzhu's eyes flashed: "My body is clearly beyond repair now. After all, we were husband and wife. When your father comes back from court later, let the four of us have a meal together as a family, as a final supper."

She has given up on the idea of ​​bringing Pei Yuan onto her side; it seems she will have to do everything herself.

This was all she could do for her two children. Even if she had to die, she wanted to clear the biggest obstacle for them before she died.

When Pei Yun returned from court, the gatekeeper took the reins from him and said, "Wang Pozi, a maid in the main wife's courtyard, went to ask for leave for Yuan-ge'er today. Yuan-ge'er is still in the main wife's courtyard right now."

Pei Yun's heart skipped a beat, but his face showed a look of joy: "Is Madam feeling better?"

That shouldn't be the case. That medicine was so well-hidden; it would only weaken a person's life force day by day. Lin Jinzhu was on the verge of death; how could she still get up?

Could it be a final burst of energy before death?
The gatekeeper, with his head bowed and eyes downcast, said, "Cuizhu said that Madam was taking Yuan-ge'er to admire the plum blossoms in the garden at noon, and she seems to be much better now."

Pei Yun straightened the hem of his official robe: "I'll go check on Madam first."

He wanted to figure out what was going on, but in the eyes of the servants and even the young men, it was clear that Pei Yun was deeply in love with Lin Jinzhu and that the couple had a strong bond.

Pei Yun hurried towards the main courtyard. Just as he entered the outer gate, a sturdy old woman standing outside suddenly shouted, "My lord has returned! This servant kowtows to my lord!"

Pei Yun knew perfectly well that this was a message being sent to the people inside. He didn't go in, but just stared at Granny Wang for several moments.

The conversation inside quieted down, and then the door opened in front of Pei Yun. Lin Jinzhu, dressed in casual clothes, was standing behind the door.

She was almost emaciated, with only her eyes shining brightly. Looking at Pei Yun, she smiled so tenderly, just like when they had first married: "My husband, you're back."

Looking at Pei Yun in his green official robes, she suddenly remembered how he had passed the imperial examination with top honors and paraded through the streets on horseback. She remembered standing by the second-floor window watching him, seeing his triumphant air.

She eventually married him as she wished, but who could have known that beneath that handsome face lay a black heart? Lin Jinzhu vaguely recalled the past.

Seeing that smile, Pei Yun suddenly felt a pang of tenderness. He couldn't help but think of their wedding day, when they were a harmonious couple, living such a happy life.
But now?

He quickly took two steps forward and helped Lin Jinzhu up: "Are you all better now?"

Lin Jinzhu sneered inwardly, but her face still showed deep affection for Pei Yun: "I feel particularly energetic today. I realized I haven't seen Yuan-ge'er in a long time, so I specially asked for leave for him."

"I don't know if I'll ever see Yuan-ge again."

Pei Yuan felt a pang of sadness: "Mother, you will get better."

Lin Jinzhu shook her head and sat down at the round table, following Pei Yun's gesture. On the table were Lin Jinzhu's dowry list, as well as her earnings over the years. Pei Yun glanced at it and already understood. He assumed Lin Jinzhu was making arrangements for her funeral, since it was for Pei Yuan. Although he was ruthless, he wouldn't embezzle Lin Jinzhu's dowry.

Lin Jinzhu guessed Pei Yun's thoughts, but she lowered her eyes and pretended not to know. She slowly gathered the dowry list: "These are all going to be left to Yuan Ge'er and his younger brother. I called him over so that he would know what's going on."

Pei Yun relaxed: "Yuan-ge'er is my eldest son, so I will naturally make plans for him and won't let him suffer."

Lin Jinzhu smiled gently: "I know you've done your best for Yuan Ge'er, but as a mother, you want to give your child the best in everything."

She put the dowry list into the box, pushed the box aside, and then continued, "Our family hasn't had a meal together for a long time. It's a pity that Yuan-ge'er's younger brother recently went to our clan uncle's house."

"I've had the kitchen prepare a feast; shall we dine together tonight?"

"When we got married, we buried a jar of 'Zhuangyuan Hong' wine, and we originally agreed to dig it up when Yuan-ge got married. But I obviously can't wait that long, so let's dig it up today."

Pei Yun's heart softened for a moment, but when he thought of the Lin family's decline and their inability to become his support, he hardened his heart again: "Don't say such things. We want to be together for a long time."

"If this makes you happy, then dig it out."

Lin Jinzhu smiled: "Okay, then I'll have Wang Mama dig out the wine. Husband, you just finished your shift, why don't you change your clothes first?"

Pei Yun went next door to change his clothes. Seeing this, Lin Jinzhu picked up the mandarin duck teapot that Wang Mama had taken out of her dowry. But after thinking about it, she put the mandarin duck teapot back and picked up an ordinary wine pot instead.

Pei Yun is cunning; he's been plotting against me under the very noses of the Lin family for so many years. How could I, a mere woman confined to my home, possibly bring Pei Yun down without giving anything in return?

Anyway, her health is what it is, how much worse can it get?

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Lin Jinzhu's eyes.

When Pei Yun changed into his casual clothes and came in, Wang Mama happened to be carrying a wine jar and came in shortly after him.

Pei Yun noticed two identical white porcelain wine pots on the table. He suddenly remembered his wife's dowry list and blurted out, "A pair of mandarin duck wine pots?"

Lin Jinzhu paused slightly, then picked up the mandarin duck teapot and smiled, "My husband has such a good memory. I found it this afternoon to broaden our son's horizons, and I didn't expect you to remember it."

"However, the Mandarin Duck Teapot is rare. My mother only managed to find one for me. Later, to match it, I specially asked a craftsman to make one just like it."

"Husband, look, aren't these two wine jugs exactly the same in appearance?"

Pei Yunzhen examined the two wine pots for a while, confirming that one was a mandarin duck pot and the other was an ordinary wine pot. Then he pushed the mandarin duck pot in front of Pei Yuan, looking like a loving father.

"This mandarin duck teapot is extremely rare. Your mother gave it to you, so you should keep it safe."

Pei Yuan bowed and placed the mandarin duck teapot on the shelf, which dispelled Pei Yun's doubts.

Lin Jinzhu continued to smile. The more suspicious Pei Yun became, the calmer she became.