The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 171 This House Will Be Handed to You (1)
"You, what are you going to do!"

The woman on the bed was lifted and woke up suddenly. She weakly opened her eyes, looked at the man who was close at hand, and coughed violently.

The maidservant at the door knelt all over the ground, weeping bitterly and said: "My lord, my concubine is seriously ill, please be merciful..."

Zhou Yi let go of his hand in an instant, and watched her collapse into the quilt again. He didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were full of disgust, hatred, and an inexplicable emotion.

"My lord...Your lord, don't come to me in a hurry...I...I'm not dead yet..." The concubine forced her eyes open, her complexion flushed due to her severe cough.

"Take care of yourself. This king has already decided to go to the south of the Yangtze River with the army tomorrow, and drive out those useless uncles and brothers of yours. This will also cure your illness!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he shook his robe and left suddenly, but the princess grabbed a piece of his skirt like crazy, was dragged and fell off the bed, grabbed his hand and said, "Please... Please don't go... my lord... don't go to Jiangnan!"

She raised her head and begged Zhou Yi, pear blossoms were crying like rain, her body was trembling constantly, her breathing was short of breath, she couldn't catch a breath, and suddenly passed out.

Zhou Yi's face turned cold, he picked her up in an instant, and ordered: "Quickly go and call in all the imperial physicians from the outer courtyard."

There was another burst of acupuncture and pulse diagnosis, seeing the woman in the bed with closed eyes getting weaker and weaker, a trace of fatigue flashed across Zhou Yi's cold face.

"My lord, the princess's body is now a broken candle in the wind, and she can't stand the slightest bit of tossing."

Zhou Yi responded with a cold face, and retreated silently into the hall. There was an old-fashioned glass windshield hanging at the door, clanging in the night wind.

With the chilly spring, Zhou Yi felt cold all over his body. He frowned and walked to the door, watching the moon gradually set in the west, and a tinge of whiteness appeared in the east.

After more than ten years, is this all finally coming to an end?

"My concubine is awake, if my lord has anything to say..." The old doctor paused. At this time, it was no longer the time to hide his condition.

Zhou Yi suddenly came back to his senses, but his eyes were already filled with tears. He lowered his head and went into the room, where a few little maids were kneeling on the ground and picking up broken beads all over the floor.

The princess leaned against the quilt covered with red brocade silk, her eyes were sunken and her face was pale.But there was a bit of a smile on her face, tears fell from her red and swollen eyes, and she said to him: "My lord, I'm going to die..."

Zhou Yi supported the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out his big palm to touch her cheek, but finally withdrew his hand and tightly grasped the bed sheet under him.

"I can finally see our son...the son you killed with your own hands..." The concubine suddenly sneered, raised her head and looked at Zhou Yi coldly, and said, "My lord, I have another request, I want to make a request before I die..." , see her again..."

Zhou Yi knew who she was talking about. He frowned, turned his head and said, "She's just a commoner now, and she's living a peaceful life. Why do you have to get entangled with her? Besides, after that One night, she may not be willing to see you."

"But I'm dying..." the princess said excitedly, coughing violently again, and then she leaned on the pillow as if she was lifeless, with tears coming from the corner of her eyes: "She is my only relative in this world ..."

Zhou Yi's heart ached at that moment, he stood up and turned to her and said, "You'd better keep your breath and tell her clearly about the wrong things you did."

The leak in the room kept dripping, but Zhao Jing was sleepless all night.The gray sky brightened, she got up from the bed, there was no sound of people outside, and the little girls hadn't gotten up yet.Zhao Jing hurriedly got dressed, she walked non-stop all the way to the outer courtyard, and saw a few women sweeping the floor in the courtyard.

The first ray of sunshine in the spring came, and Zhao Jing saw the new green sprouting on the branches, with a bit of vitality.

"Has Master Hou left?" She walked over to them and asked them, the women blessed her and said, "Mr. Zhao, Master Hou has already left the house, and Housekeeper Zhou is outside to see him off."

Zhao Jing ran out in a hurry, the vermilion gate of the Hou Mansion was open, and there were two rows of guards standing outside the gate, Xu Si'an was surrounded like stars and moons in the middle, dressed in armor, like the God of War in the Nine Heavens.

Zhao Jing slowed down, walked over slowly, stopped in front of the one-foot-high threshold, and looked at him through a door.

When Xu Si'an turned her head, the morning breeze blew up Zhao Jing's long hair and floated to the side of her face. She stood inside the door and looked at herself, her eyes filled with tears.

"It's getting late, Master Hou, let's go!" The deputy general replied beside Xu Si'an.

(End of this chapter)