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Soon the doctor was invited in, and soon after, he congratulated Hualan on her pregnancy.

Suddenly, Hualan and her servant were very excited and gave the doctor a big red envelope. Mother Feng, who came after hearing the news, was even more delighted. She seriously instructed Cuichan and Caizhan to take good care of Hualan and not to make any mistakes.

The good news soon reached Jingxinzhai. Zhou Xu was very excited at the time, and then she brought the nanny and maid to Zhou Chen and their courtyard.

Zhou Yexiong was wiping his spear in the study. Ever since he retired from the frontier, he is no longer able to wield the spear. From a mighty and majestic general, he has turned into an old man plagued by injuries. No one can understand the torment and sadness in his heart.

Suddenly, the steward beside him came in and saluted with a happy face.

"My Lord, there is good news from my third brother's family just now. It is said that his wife is pregnant."

"boom!"

Zhou Yexiong slammed the gun on the desk.

"really?"

"It is absolutely true. Madam has passed away."

A smile broke out on Zhou Yexiong's serious face, and he laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, okay."

Then he straightened his clothes and ordered, "Let's go to the ancestral hall."

When he arrived at the Zhou family ancestral hall, he burned incense respectfully.

"May our ancestors bless us and allow our Zhou family to have a unicorn child to pass on our Zhou family bloodline."

In fact, it's not that he has no grandson, but that is the child of his second son, the son of a bastard, and in his eyes he has no right of inheritance at all.

The eldest son has only one daughter, and now it is impossible for him to have a son, so all his hopes are placed on Zhou Chen.

Now it seems that Zhou Chen did not disappoint him. She was pregnant more than two months after marriage. He didn't know how long his body could last. His greatest hope was to see his grandson, the future of the Marquis' Mansion, before he died. Otherwise, he would not be able to rest in peace.

The news of Hualan's pregnancy also reached the ears of Zhou Tong and his wife, but they were no longer fighting for it, so when they heard the news, apart from some bitterness, they felt more joy.

As soon as Hualan became pregnant, she immediately became the most important focus of the entire Marquis's residence. The Marquis and his wife repeatedly ordered that no one be allowed to approach her without their permission.

Zhou Xu even arranged for four maids and a nanny to take good care of the pregnant Hualan and prevent anyone from spreading the news.

However, when Mrs. Wang from Hualan's family heard that her daughter was pregnant, she couldn't hold back her excitement and came to the Mansion of Marquis Zhongjing with great joy, and she also brought her elder sister, Aunt Kang, with her.

When Zhou Chen came back, he saw the supplements in the house.

"Why so many?"

Hua Lan said, "My mother sent some, and Aunt Kang also sent some."

"Aunt Kang? She also sent it?" Zhou Chen was very surprised.

Hualan nodded guiltily. Aunt Kang did send her off, but before she left, she also stuffed her with a lot of silver.

She knew what kind of person Aunt Kang was, so she would rather give her money than owe her a favor.

"Madam, your Aunt Kang..."

"Sir, I know very well what kind of person Aunt Kang is, but as a junior, I can't say anything because of my mother's appearance. I can only try to have as little contact with her as possible."

"As long as you understand what I mean, you don't have to take these supplements all the time. They are not very good for your body. Just eat normally and walk more..."

Zhou Chen has plenty of experience in caring for pregnant women. Everything would be easy in modern times, but in ancient times, childbirth required careful consideration. After all, there were no surgical conditions in ancient times like there are today. If something went wrong, it could really be fatal.

That's why Zhou Chen emphasized to Hualan that since he married Hualan, he would naturally be responsible for Hualan's life and didn't want Hualan to come to any harm.

As the days passed, Hualan began to show signs of pregnancy and her belly grew bigger and bigger.

On an evening between spring and summer, a piece of bad news came. Zhou Tong, who was seriously ill, finally couldn't stand the torture of the disease and was in critical condition.

Inside the room, Zhou Tong was lying on the bed, while Cui and Fu Jie'er were lying beside the bed, grabbing his hands and crying miserably.

At this time, Zhou Tong was already in critical condition, but he did not look very thin. Instead, his body was a little swollen.

When Zhou Chen walked in, he happened to see his mother Zhou Xu holding Zhou Tong's hand and talking while wiping her tears.

With heavy steps, Zhou Chen walked over slowly. When he saw that Zhou Tong was breathing out more than breathing in, he knew that Zhou Tong's time was up and there was no cure.

He slowly squatted down beside the bed. He and Zhou Tong did not have a very deep brotherhood or bond, but in the past six months or so, he and Zhou Tong were the people who talked the most and got along best.

Seeing Zhou Tong on the verge of death, he felt extremely sad, and Yangzhou Man's internal force no longer had any effect.

When Zhou Tong saw Zhou Chen appear, his eyes brightened up.

"Saburo!"

"I'm here."

Zhou Tong grabbed Zhou Chen's wrist with great effort.

"I can't do it anymore. The mansion is now in your hands."

Zhou Chen said solemnly: "Okay, leave it to me, I will protect it for you."

He knew that although Zhou Tong said he had let it go, he had actually never let it go in his heart. It was just that he no longer had the energy. In Zhou Tong's heart, he had actually always wanted to carry the Marquisate on his back and lead the clan forward as the Marquis of Zhongjing, just like his father.

So even at this time, he was still concerned about the Marquis' Mansion.

"I know, you're sure, no problem."

Zhou Tong forced a smile on his face, and then grabbed Zhou Chen's hand and said, "Also, you need to take care of Sister Fu and your sister-in-law."

"Brother, don't worry, I will take good care of them. I promise."

"That way, I feel relieved."

Zhou Tong let out a breath, then looked at his wife and daughter. Zhou Chen understood what he meant, so he supported his sad and desperate mother and left here, leaving the space to their family of three.

Outside the house, Hua Lan saw Zhou Chen and his mother coming out and hurried over to support them.

Zhou Xu's eyes were swollen from crying, and she choked up and said, "Sanlang, is Dalang really hopeless?"

"mother."

Zhou Chen didn’t know what to say and could only whisper comfort, saying that the most painful thing in the world is to see a loved one die.

Inside the house, Zhou Tong was arranging his funeral arrangements. What worried him the most now was his wife and daughter. Fortunately, he had his younger brother and mother, and his brother's wife was also of good character. As long as they were there, his wife and daughter would never be bullied.

After saying the last sentence, he looked into the void with lifeless eyes. It was a pity that he would not be able to see Sister Fu grow up, and nor would he see his father, hmm.

Suddenly, he seemed to see his father, who was always calm and cold, rushing into the door in a panic.

It turns out that he also cares about me.

Finally, he closed his eyes unwillingly, he was too tired...

"Officer."

"Daddy."

As soon as Zhou Yexiong rushed into the room, he saw his son lying on the bed, followed by two shrill screams.

Zhou Chen and others also walked in and walked quickly to the bed.

Zhou Chen looked sad. Although he had known that this day would come, he still felt reluctant and sad when it finally came.

Just as everyone was mourning Zhou Tong's passing, Zhou Yexiong suddenly felt a surge of blood as he looked at his son's body.

"puff!"

Zhou Yexiong spat out a mouthful of blood and then fell backwards, scaring everyone.

"My Lord!" "Sir." "Father."...

Overnight, the mansion of Marquis Zhongjing was in chaos. The eldest son passed away, and Marquis Zhongjing's old injury relapsed, and he fell into a coma in bed.

Fortunately, Zhou Chen was still in the Marquis Zhongjing's Mansion. After a period of chaos, order was quickly restored and they began to handle Zhou Tong's funeral.

The news of the death of Marquis Zhongjing's eldest son spread quickly. All the Zhou family members in Tokyo City, whether direct or collateral relatives, rushed back to Marquis Zhongjing's mansion as quickly as possible.

At the same time, all the famous families in Tokyo City were very surprised when they heard the news.

If the eldest son Zhou Yi were to die, the one who would inherit the title in the future would definitely be Zhou Chen, who became famous at a young age. This would be a big shock to the nobles in Tokyo City.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 1120 Hualan gives birth, and the legitimate son is born

Sheng Mansion!

Sheng Hong took off his clothes and was about to get intimate with Lin Qinshuang when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps.

"My Lord, something terrible has happened. The eldest son of the Marquis Zhongjing's mansion has passed away."

"what?"

Sheng Hong jumped off Lin Qinshuang in shock, rushed over in dishevel, opened the door, and grabbed Dong Rong by the collar.

"What did you say? The eldest son of the Zhongjing Marquis's Mansion left. Is that the kind of departure I thought?"

Dong Rong nodded repeatedly, not daring to look directly at his master, and lowered his head and replied: "Yes, this matter has now spread all over the inner city. I also heard that the old marquis was so sad that he vomited blood and collapsed."

Sheng Hong was shaking with fear: "Something bad has happened, it's really bad, hurry up, call the lady and go to mother."

As he was about to leave, Dong Rong suddenly reminded him, "Master, clothes, clothes."

Sheng Hong looked down and realized that he was naked, so he hurried back to the house to put on his clothes.

Lin Qinshuang was also disheveled, and said delicately: "Master, I just heard..."

"Shut up, it's none of your business, don't ask."

Sheng Hong was just too lazy to pay attention to her. He had to discuss such an important matter with his mother. He had no mood to talk more with Lin Qinshuang, his concubine.

Under Lin Qinshuang's astonished and aggrieved gaze, Sheng Hong ran away without even putting on his clothes.

Lin Qinshuang's expression was uncertain. She couldn't understand why the eldest son of the Marquis Zhongjing's Mansion was gone. If he was gone, wouldn't the eldest brother-in-law be the one to inherit the Marquis Zhongjing's Mansion in the future? Then wouldn't the eldest daughter of the eldest lady have picked up a marquis's wife?

"Damn it, damn it, how could they be so lucky? The people in the Zhongjing Marquis' Mansion are also short-lived."

She had been fighting with Wang Ruofu for so many years, but since she came to Tokyo, except for the time when Hualan got married, Madam Wang was the housekeeper. Now that she found out that Wang Ruofu would become the mother of the future Marquis's wife, she hated her so much that she wanted to replace her.

At this time, Sheng Hong had already arrived at Shou'an Hall, and Wang Ruofu followed closely behind. However, the old lady was a little slow to get up.

"Sir, is the news true? Is Dalang from the Zhongjing Marquis's Mansion really dead?"

Wang Ruofu asked Sheng Hong anxiously. Her mood at this moment was very complicated. Logically, she should be sad because someone had passed away, but in fact, she was not very sad at all. Instead, she was a little secretly happy.

No matter how naive she was, she knew she shouldn't have such thoughts at a time like this, but she really couldn't stop the joy that emerged in her eyes.

Dalang of the Marquis Zhongjing's Mansion is gone, and the one who will inherit the title of Marquis in the future will definitely be Zhou Chen. Zhou Chen is her son-in-law, and the son-in-law becomes the Marquis Zhongjing, and her daughter will be the Marquis's wife.

Unless you are hurt yourself, you will never understand how much pain others are feeling.

Sheng Hong said in a deep voice: "Dong Rong said that the news has spread all over Tokyo. How could it be false?"

Just then, Old Mrs. Sheng came out with the support of Mrs. Fang.

"Mother."

"What happened? Why are you here so late?"

Sheng Hong hurriedly said, "Mother, I just got the news that Dalang from the Marquis Zhongjing's mansion is dead."

Old Madam Sheng's expression suddenly changed, and she asked anxiously, "What did you say? Is Dalang from Hui Niang's family really gone?"

Although she had guessed it before, she was still surprised when she heard it. You know, it was less than half a year before Hualan returned home.

"It's really gone."

The old lady said solemnly, "You are the master of the family, and we are in-laws with the Zhongjing Marquis' Mansion. You should go now and see if there is anything you can help with. Madam, you should come with us."

"Okay, mother, we'll go there now."

Sheng Hong and Wang Ruofu both nodded quickly, especially Wang Ruofu. Now that something happened in the Mansion of Marquis Zhongjing, her daughter was still pregnant, and she was very worried about her daughter.

In the Zhou Mansion of Marquis Zhongjing, because the old marquis is seriously ill, all affairs of the mansion are under the sole charge of Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen has already sent someone to ask for leave. Even the government knows about this and has specially approved Zhou Chen to take leave.

Funerals in ancient times were not as simple as they are today, which could not be completed in just a few days. Especially for a wealthy family like the Marquis Zhongjing’s Mansion, it was even more complicated.

Zhou Chen was busy until the thank-you banquet was held a month later, and the funeral was finally over.

At night, there was still light on in the house where Zhou Chen was.

Hua Lan placed the things she had prepared in front of Zhou Chen.

"Here are the deeds to the six shops, as well as two hundred acres of excellent paddy fields, and some treasured accessories. All for Sister Fu."