Minister Ben Hongzhuang: Lord Xiangguo, I am happy!

Chapter 1142 You have to meet in the mourning hall

Chapter 1142 You have to meet in the mourning hall

Early the next morning, Nan Jianlin, who was studying abroad, rode his horse into the city and headed straight to Prince Hao's mansion.

At this moment, it was gray and rainy, and Nan Haotian was about to go to the palace in a sedan chair.

The horse blocked the way of the sedan chair, and there was a sound of "chirp chirp" from the horse.

Nan Haotian raised the sedan chair curtain and looked up.

Seeing that it was Nan Jianlin, the steward said to Nan Haotian, "My lord, it's my son!"

Nan Haotian frowned, stepped out of the sedan chair, and looked at Nan Jianlin on the horse with no joy on his face.

Nan Jianlin seldom went home. Some time ago, his mother sent him a letter telling him to avoid disaster, saying that the emperor gave him a marriage and asked him to marry the princess of a neighboring country.

The princess looked ugly, even unsightly.

After hearing this, he was unwilling to go home, so he hid from the people who came looking for him.

But in the past few days, his mother sent him another letter, telling him to go home quickly, saying that he got up because he was sick.

At the gate of the mansion, his father's enthusiasm for him was not as warm as before, and his eyes became indifferent.

He got off his horse and bowed to him, "Father!"

"You still know how to come back?"

"Father, where is mother and concubine?"

"You still know to come back? My king hastily summoned you to come back, but you didn't come back! What are you doing now?" Nan Haotian said sullenly.

Knowing that he was wrong, Nan Jianlin felt ashamed for a moment, lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

"Now this king doesn't need you anymore, you should go back then go there!"

"Father, the child is your own. The palace is the home of the child! Where do you want the child to go?"

"This king has other children besides you, so let's go!"

Nan Jianlin has a deep relationship with Gao Yinger's mother and son. He hurried back when he knew that his mother and concubine were seriously ill. Now that he couldn't even walk through the gate, he was anxious.

"Father, Concubine Mother is seriously ill, let the child see Concubine Mother!"

"If you want to see your mother and concubine, you have to promise me one thing." Nan Haotian pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice.

Nan Jianlin frowned, hesitantly said: "What does the father want the child to do?"

"There will be a banquet in the palace tomorrow, and you need to go with your father, are you willing to go?"

Nan Jianlin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, as long as he didn't marry the ugly and faceless princess, it didn't matter if he went to the banquet.

"It's a trivial matter, the child promises the father."

"Steward, take Jian'er to find the princess."

After Gao Haotian gave his instructions, he got into the sedan chair. He was in a hurry to go to court, and he didn't care about Nan Jianlin.

The steward made a gesture of invitation and said, "My lord, please."

"I know my concubine's house, so I don't need to lead the way."

As soon as the words fell, Nan Jianlin went to Gao Yinger's yard.

There was someone holding a handle at the gate of the yard. Seeing that it was the former Shizi, he hesitated whether to stop him.

Just as Nan Jianlin was about to take a step, he saw a guard trying to stop him.

He stared at him coldly and said: "My father asked me to meet my mother and concubine."

He stepped into the yard, the yard was a bit bleak, not like the colorful flowers in the past, there were servants at the front and back.

Nan Jianlin pushed open the door of the wing room and shouted: "Mother Concubine!"

Gao Yinger seemed to hear Nan Jianlin's voice, and barely opened her eyes.

She crawled on the bed, raised her eyes to see the person at the door, and murmured: "Jian'er, Jian'er..."

Nan Jianlin stepped onto the bed, saw that she was sick like a piece of drawing paper blown away by the wind, and said with tears in his eyes, "Mother, concubine, why do you look like this? Why is no one around to serve you?"

"Jian'er, you're here! I'm so impatient to make Wei Niang wait, if you don't come back, you'll have to meet at the mourning hall~"

(End of this chapter)

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