Mrs. Lin has nothing else to do for the rest of her life, she just looks forward to hugging her grandson as soon as possible. The more Cheng Yifei remained silent, the more uneasy Mrs. Lin became.
She asked, "No... Could it be an accident?"
Cheng Yifei was at a loss, and nodded immediately upon hearing this. Seeing this, Mrs. Lin was so startled that she quickly grabbed Cheng Yifei's hand, "What the hell...what's the matter? Tell me!"
Cheng Yifei's eyes dodged, "My child... I didn't keep the child."
"What did you say!"
Mrs. Lin almost fainted, Cheng Yifei hurriedly supported her. Mrs. Lin couldn't believe what she heard, and asked again, "Yifei, you, you just... what did you just say?"
Cheng Yifei can only bite the bullet and use new lies to round up old lies. He said, "My child, I didn't keep it."
Mrs. Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into tears, "My grandson! My poor grandson..."
Cheng Yifei quickly helped her to sit on the top chair. He was about to pour water, but Mrs. Lin hurriedly grabbed his hand and asked, "When did this happen? How did it happen so well? Why did you tell mother about such a big thing now? Is it... Could it be that Tang Jing doesn't want that child anymore?"
Cheng Yifei felt a little guilty at first, but after hearing Mrs. Lin's last words, he didn't feel guilty at all. He didn't answer, pulled away to pour a glass of water, and put it forcefully in front of Mrs. Lin. Mrs. Lin wiped her tears while still asking questions. Seeing how hard he was, she was taken aback for a moment.
Cheng Yifei said: "Tang Jing is not someone who cares about human life, especially when facing her own flesh and blood!"
Mrs. Lin wiped her tears and sobbed twice, but she didn't dare to refute.
Cheng Yifei said again: "It's because the child didn't take good care of it that this happened. If you want to blame it, blame the child! Tang Jing was depressed for several days because of this matter. She didn't eat, drink, speak or speak, and committed suicide several times. The child Fei I tried my best to persuade her, and I also asked my mother not to mention this matter in front of her in the future, so as not to make her sad... "
Hearing this, Mrs. Lin couldn't care less about being sad. There was only one thought in her mind, what would happen to her precious son if Tang Jing committed suicide? At this time, Cheng Yifei said again: "Also, the doctor told me that Tang Jing's body is not good at all, but now her heart qi is stagnant, her body is weak and blood loss, if she doesn't take good care of her, it will be difficult to conceive again."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lin was completely frightened. Before Cheng Yifei finished speaking, she hurriedly said: "Mother understands. Yifei, don't worry, mother will act as if nothing happened and will never mention it in front of Tang Jing. Also, this matter Don't tell other people anymore, lest there will be too many people."
Cheng Yifei nodded and almost couldn't help laughing, but he still kept a serious expression on his face.
While thinking about it, Mrs. Lin said to herself: "Our family has two thousand-year-old blood ginseng, and a few days ago, the imperial pharmacy sent two packs of high-quality donkey-hide gelatin. By the way, my mother got a first-year-old ginseng at the beginning of the year. The box of Donghai Maw has not been opened yet. And... "
Cheng Yifei sat on the side, touched his nose in silence, but the corners of his mouth still turned up unconsciously. After Mrs. Lin finished speaking, he said: "Mother, let Mama Li in your room be the matchmaker. You go with the child, and the others will be fine."
Mrs. Lin was puzzled, and said seriously: "Come on! Your father is gone, and the elders of the clan have to come forward to propose marriage. How can mother go in person?"
Cheng Yifei was about to explain, but Mrs. Lin said again: "Don't worry about the dowry, Mother arranges it personally, and I will never embarrass you! Hehe, Mother must suppress the Tang family's talkative arrogance this time. Let him I regret that I underestimated our Cheng family!"
Cheng Yifei's expression was complicated, he thought for a while, got up and closed the door, and gave an overview of the Tang family's situation. Mrs. Lin was startled again and again, and she almost couldn't catch her last breath. She said that she didn't want to propose marriage, and she didn't want to face the nagging father of the Tang family. In the end, it was Cheng Yifei who persuaded her by taking care of Tang Jing's mood.
Cheng Yifei dared not reveal Tang Jing's identity to others easily. He took Madam Lin and Aunt Li and set off together. Aunt Li is Mrs. Lin's personal servant. She has followed Mrs. Lin from her mother's house to her husband's house for more than 30 years, so she is a trustworthy person.
Both Boss Cheng and Mrs. Su were not in the southern border, so Cheng Yifei found Mrs. Shangguan, and then summoned the little snow wolf to cross the ice sea. Of course, this is for another story.
Except for a few small battles on the border between Tianyan Kingdom and Baichu Kingdom, the entire Xuankong Continent seemed to be peaceful. However, this calm is just the calm on the eve of the big storm.
Baili Mingchuan has already reached the coast of the ice. He waited for a few days, and finally met Palace Master Zhuyun three days before the beginning of autumn.
Palace Master Zhuyun is still the same, with a black mask, a shocking bun, and a long skirt of Shengxue. She walked out of the enchantment, as if appearing out of thin air, and walked towards Baili Mingchuan step by step, with a tall and graceful figure and a leisurely and elegant posture. Just a figure from a distance is enough to give people a sense of astonishment, and it is hard to imagine what kind of beautiful face is hidden under that black mask.
Baili Mingchuan had already heard Shui Ji tell all about Palace Master Zhuyun, and he was not curious about Palace Master Zhuyun appearing out of thin air. He folded his cloak with both hands, watching Palace Mistress Zhuyun approaching step by step, his brows gradually raised. If it was in the past, his eyes at this moment must be pleasantly surprised and playful. After all, he likes everything beautiful, including people, and he wants to keep everything that catches his eyes for himself, and then collect it. However, at this moment, his eyes were cold, colder than the surrounding ice.
The sea breeze is blowing, and the waves are surging. Palace Mistress Zhuyun's Shengxue dress fluttered in the wind, even though she was wearing a black mask, on the white snow and ice, she looked elegant and holy, extraordinary and refined. Baili Mingchuan's robes were also flipping wantonly, he was a touch of red in the plain silver, seductive and eye-catching but not lively at all, on the contrary he felt a sense of desolation and loneliness.
The closer Palace Master Zhuyun got, the clearer he could see Baili Mingchuan's face. She looked Baili Mingchuan up and down, and her arrogant phoenix eyes showed a bit of playfulness, she smiled, "The third highness is really a good-looking talent, hehe, you made me wait so long!"
Baili Mingchuan was expressionless, and looked Palace Master Zhuyun up and down before asking, "Aren't you also willing to wait?"
Palace Master Zhuyun was taken aback for a moment, and then he burst out laughing, "After so many years, you are the second person who is not afraid of this deity."
Baili Mingchuan asked coldly, "If your face wasn't so hideously ugly, this prince wouldn't think you're scary."
Palace Master Zhuyun was stunned again, it seemed that it was the first time she met someone who dared to contradict her like this. She looked at Baili Mingchuan seriously again, and after a long time, she laughed, "Do you know who is the first person who is not afraid of this deity?"