When Shi Junhe rushed to Mo Shujun's current residence, he saw Mo Shujun lying on the bed, being fed medicine by his maid Zhu'er.
At this time, Mo Shujun's face was pale, her hair was scattered, and her whole person showed a decadent and lifeless air. She was no longer as dignified and noble as the eldest princess in the past.
Shi Junhe had made mental preparations before he came, and thought that Mo Shujun might not be able to bear this heavy blow, but when he really saw the woman he had called "mother" for so many years become like this. With such a bleak look, he couldn't help but wet his eyes.
"Mother." Shi Junhe tremblingly called out the name he thought he would never call again.
Mo Shujun trembled, and it was only then that she discovered Shi Junhe's existence.
There was no more blood on her originally pale face, but her eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, staring at Shi Junhe closely, "What else are you doing here? Are you watching my jokes?"
Shi Junhe didn't care about Mo Shujun's bad words, "I just heard the bad news about Juncai and that you were sick, so I brought the doctor here. How are you feeling now?"
Shi Junhe was sincerely thinking about Mo Shujun's health, but in Mo Shujun's eyes, his actions became a naked mockery and a joke.
Yes!
Mo Shujun's mind was already distorted. She couldn't stand Shi Junhe, and she wished that Shi Junhe would have a rough life, and it would be better to fall to death when he went out, so she felt that Shi Junhe must think of her the same way!
Now that she had just fallen ill, Shi Junhe rushed over eagerly and said that she had brought a doctor. Is it ironic that she was so poor that she couldn't even look down on a good doctor
not to mention…
Mo Shujun felt a throbbing pain in her chest as she thought about the news from Beizhou.
Her child, her only flesh and blood!
It was just gone, and the person who had harmed them still came to see her jokes under false pretenses. How could she bear it
Mo Shujun's hand on the quilt was clenched into a fist, and her long nails almost made a bloody hole in her palm.
But she seemed to feel no pain, and her wrinkled face was twisted, ferocious, and terrifying.
Even Shi Junhe was frightened by Mo Shujun's appearance.
"Mom, mother, are you okay?" Shi Junhe called hesitantly.
Reason told him that Mo Shujun was very abnormal at this time and he should stay away. It was best to leave without looking back.
But Shi Junhe couldn't do such a thing at all.
He frowned deeply, took another step forward, and asked with concern: "Mom, what's wrong with you? If there's anything you're unhappy with, just say it. It will make things better!"
Mo Shujun laughed mockingly in her heart.
Why speak out? Are you going to laugh at me by saying it
Mo Shujun thought badly in her heart that she had determined that Shi Junhe deliberately ran in front of her to mock her, so she must not let Shi Junhe see her miserable look.
Even though she was weak now, she managed to cheer up and asked with a cold face: "What on earth are you doing here?"
Shi Junhe said worriedly: "I'm worried about you and want the doctor to take a look at you."
After saying that, he waved to the doctor behind him, motioning him to come forward and take Mo Shujun's pulse.
However, Mo Shujun would not let such a country doctor touch her, and directly signaled Zhu Er to push him away.
She said coldly: "What kind of status do I have that a barefoot doctor like me deserves to touch me? Shi Junhe, do you think that I am in decline and that I am no longer qualified to call the imperial doctor for treatment?"
Mo Shujun's voice was sharp and unpleasant, and Shi Junhe couldn't help but frown.
But Shi Jun and Gu Nian had just lost their son, and it was normal for them to be grumpy and irritable, so they waved their hands to the doctor and motioned for the other to go out first, and then said to Mo Shujun: "Since mother doesn't want to, then I'll invite someone in." The palace will find an imperial doctor for my mother."
"No need, the imperial doctor has already arrived. By the time you remember me, my body will probably be cold enough." Mo Shujun deliberately made her words unpleasant.
No matter how good-tempered a person is, he can't stand Mo Shujun's bad attitude.
But the more Mo Shujun said this, the happier she felt.
She just deliberately angered Shi Junhe.
Isn't this man going to act like a dutiful son in front of them? She wanted to see if the other party could bear it even after she said this
Shi Junhe took a deep breath, then reluctantly suppressed the urge to throw away his sleeves and leave, and responded in a deep voice: "Since my mother is fine, I'm relieved!"
When Mo Shujun saw that Shi Junhe didn't look angry at all, the joy in her heart suddenly disappeared and turned into a hurricane-like anger.
She couldn't help but shouted at Shi Junhe: "You loser, you are the one who killed my children. Now you come to me and pretend to be in love. I want to kill you! Get out of here!" ,Get out of here!"
Shi Junhe was yelled at by Mo Shujun. Just when he was about to explain, Mo Shujun kept excitedly telling him to get lost without mercy. In the end, Mo Shujun was so angry that he almost fainted.
Zhu'er saw that the situation was out of control, so she had no choice but to invite Shi Junhe outside the house first and begged in a low voice: "My lord, the princess has been in a bad mood since she heard the news of the third master's death. I ask you not to continue." Exciting princess!"
Shi Junhe was a little confused when Mo Shujun yelled at him and was persuaded by a maid in this way. He felt a little hurt, but he only thought that Mo Shujun was really stimulated, so he said those hurtful words. Didn't take it to heart.
He just said, "Then take good care of your mother. If you need anything, just ask someone to come to the Duke's Mansion."
Zhuer agreed one by one, and personally sent Shi Junhe out of the house before going back again.
She stood at the door of Mo Shujun's room and hesitated for a long time before pushing the door open and entering.
Mo Shujun raised her head and stared at Zhu'er coldly. She looked at the latter until a cold sweat broke out on her back, then she laughed and said: "What? Mr. Shi Guo didn't hook up with you, and he didn't take you back to Shi." The Duke’s Mansion?”
When Pearl heard the sound, she was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground and hurriedly defended herself: "This slave is yours, princess. Wherever the princess is, I will be there. There will be no second thoughts."
Mo Shujun's anger subsided a little, and she slowly closed her eyes, leaning against the bed and closing her eyes to rest, but her words were not merciful at all, "What you say is better than what you sing. Just now you said something to the Sangmen Star Slave With Yan’s kneeling attitude, do you really think that I’m out of sight and didn’t see it?”
Zhu'er responded quickly, "I was just afraid that the Duke would disturb your rest, so I asked him to go out."
She said this deliberately just to make Mo Shujun calm down.
But Mo Shujun suddenly opened her eyes and stared at her like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, "What did you call him?"
Zhu'er immediately realized that she had touched Mo Shujun's sad story, and she quickly slapped herself in the face and changed her words: "I made the wrong call. I was just worried that Shi Junhe would affect you at that time, and then..."
Mo Shujun's distorted face finally showed a strange smile, and she leaned on the couch again, not forgetting the lesson: "Yun Yang divorced that bitch You Si a long time ago, and she gave birth to a little bastard. , bastard, you don’t deserve the surname Shi! You don’t deserve…”
Seeing that her master started mumbling nervously to himself again, Pearl didn't dare to speak, and just waited on him obediently like a quail.
As for what Mo Shujun said...
Well, she heard nothing, nothing.
Zhu'er only hoped that this matter would stop there. Although Mo Shujun hated Shi Junhe, she was no longer the domineering eldest princess she had been back then.
As long as Shi Junhe doesn't talk to Mo Shujun, Mo Shujun won't be able to make any waves.
However, Zhu Er still underestimated Shi Junhe's filial piety towards Mo Shujun.
After Mo Shujun's seriously ill body improved a little and she was able to get out of bed, Shi Junhe came to visit again.
This time, Shi Junhe not only invited the best imperial doctor in the palace, but also brought a lot of precious supplements that even Zhuer rarely saw.
As an adopted son, and an adopted son who was hated and abused by his adoptive mother, to be able to do this is to be extremely benevolent and righteous.
Zhuer thought silently in her heart, but did not dare to say good things about Shi Junhe in front of Mo Shujun.
A few days ago, Mo Shujun was like a madman, cursing and talking to the air, which almost scared Zhuer to death.
Zhuer dutifully reported to Mo Shujun the news that Shi Junhe was waiting outside, then closed her eyes, preparing to accept Mo Shujun's violent curses.
Even worse, he would be beaten.
However, nothing happened as Zhu Er expected. Mo Shujun was unexpectedly calm, even calm.
Mo Shujun just glanced at her and said lightly: "Let him come in!"
"Here." Pearl obediently went down to deliver the order, but she still couldn't help but feel suspicious in her heart.
It's really strange to see Mo Shujun like this, but it seems that since this morning, Mo Shujun's attitude has been a bit off, I hope nothing will go wrong.
When Shi Junhe walked into the room, he saw that Mo Shujun's face was obviously much better than before, and she was much more energetic than before, so she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still said: "My mother looks much better. She probably doesn't need medical treatment anymore, but my son still brought some supplements. I hope my mother won't dislike it."
Finally, let the servants present the precious supplements one by one to Mo Shujun.
Mo Shujun just glanced at her coldly, without losing her temper. She raised her eyebrows and snorted disdainfully: "What? Am I a beggar? This little thing is just to dismiss me and show your filial piety. ?"
Shi Junhe felt that the Mo Shujun in front of him seemed a little strange, but he could not realize what the problem was for a while, so he still replied respectfully: "Of course I don't dare. If the mother has anything to tell her son, just ask the mother."
In the end, Shi Junhe was still willing to regard Mo Shujun as his mother.
The word 'son' made Mo Shujun feel a little dazed. Her eyes flashed with light, but she quickly returned to normal.
She stared at Shi Junhe, as if sizing him up, as if he was studying him.
Shi Junhe was also someone who had lived with Mo Shujun for such a long time. He immediately realized that Mo Shujun did have something for him to do this time, but he just couldn't say it because of his face.
So Shi Junhe took the initiative and asked thoughtfully: "Does mother want me to thoroughly investigate the cause of Juncai's death?"
Mo Shujun's expression changed immediately when she heard Shi Juncai's name, but she was able to restrain herself. The anger was only in her eyes and did not completely explode like last time.
Shi Junhe became more convinced of his conjecture and spoke again: "I have sent people to Beizhou. I believe that after a while, the truth will come to light."
Mo Shujun waved her hands and smiled, "I don't want to talk to you about this."
"I wonder if mother has any other instructions?"
"Don't you always come to me to express your filial piety?"
Mo Shujun deliberately made her words unpleasant, and then said slowly before Shi Junhe spoke out to argue: "I will give you this opportunity now."
"Huh?" Shi Junhe uttered a confused monosyllable.
Mo Shujun raised her lips, "I want to return to Shou'an Hall."