In the evening, Zhulan ate the exquisite snacks in the palace. The Imperial Chef is the Imperial Chef, and it is more than one stall higher than the chef in the mansion. While eating, he listened to Zhou Shuren about the things in the palace. He patted the pastry scraps on his hands, "I really have a cheap uncle."

Zhou Shuren touched his face, "How great it would be if I were like a mother."

He actually disliked his appearance.

Zhulan took a closer look, "Who said no!"

Zhou Shuren, “….”

It's one thing for him to dislike him, but it's another thing for his wife to dislike him, so he stares.

Zhulan smiled and said, "You can't leave even if you dislike me, just live like this!"

Zhou Shuren hummed, "I'll turn against you."

Zhulan is not afraid, "Pengle, if you want to sleep separately."

It’s clingy, it’s getting more and more clingy. In the past, when it’s hot, I’ll dislike each other and sleep in between. It’s been better in the past two years, and I’ll be with you in the hot weather.

Zhou Shuren's eyes widened even wider. He wanted to separate, but he swallowed it back when he was about to say that he could separate himself. "A gentleman does not have the same knowledge as a woman."

"hehe."

The next morning, Zhulan and Zhou Shuren got up, and Mrs. Song came in and said, "Lady Ningguo went last night."

Zhulan's hands in her clothes paused, "When did they leave?"

"At midnight, the Duke's Mansion came to deliver the letter early this morning."

Zhulan put on her clothes and sighed: "Not to suffer."

I am sick in bed, and I feel suffering every day. I am leaving early and I am relieved.

Mrs. Song continued: "It's snowing outside."

Zhulan waited for the curtains to be opened and saw that the snow was really not small. Through the glass, the snowflakes were quite big. "This is not a good day."

Zhou Shuren also dressed up, "Whether it is good or not, it will have no effect on the Duke's Mansion."

Zhulan thought it was true that the powerful class and there were many subordinates, and the funeral would still be held very grandly.

After breakfast, Boss Zhou was still confused. Changyi found out yesterday that Zhulan could not leave the eldest son in the end. Boss was the eldest son, so he simply added Changli to make it clear.

Boss Zhou couldn't tell his wife, so he could only hold it in and thought a little too much all night.

Changyi and Changzhi were also in a daze. They thought they were from the countryside, but they never expected that there were such awesome relatives, which meant that they had some relatives with the emperor.

Chang Zhi finally understood why King Liang wanted to beat him every time he saw him, but he still endured it.

Zhulan lost thunder after eating, "Mrs. Ningguo Duke is gone."

Chang Yi was stunned for a moment, "There are so many things happening this year."

Changli asked, "Mom, I'll go with you?"

Zhulan nodded, "Yes."

After breakfast, Zhou Shuren and Changyi left in a carriage together, first went to the Ministry of Revenue, and then sent Changyi to the Ministry of Rites.

On the carriage, Changyi held the stove with his hands warmer, "Dad, do you really have no idea?"

Zhou Shuren snorted, "Your father, I don't want to be exhausted yet."

Chang Yi shut up and understood that the old man really didn't want to gain the favor of the Rong clan. It was right to think about it again. The old man himself was very powerful, and it would be better if he didn't gain the favor of the Zhou family.

Zhou Shuren said seriously: "Don't make any colorful tricks on me. If you dare, see that I won't break your legs."

If you haven't used a knife for many years, don't think he can't cut it.

Changyi's back felt cold, "Son has no idea."

Hmm, it is impossible to have no idea. Now I really have no idea. The old man can really do it.

Ningguo Duke’s Mansion, Zhulan was not early to arrive, and the Duke’s Mansion was white again, and the cars came and went. The snow had already fallen by half a foot thick when Zhulan got off the carriage, and the hem of the skirt was covered with snow.

The Duke's Mansion was very neat and was ready last night. When he arrived at the hall where the coffin was placed, the Marquis Ning and Prince Ning were kneeling to burn paper, and there were Ning Zhiqi and his grandchildren and daughter-in-law behind him.

The great-grandsons also knelt down, but Duke Ning Guo didn't see him.

There were people coming and going, and before Zhulan could be found, the prince and the princess came together, and the kneeling people stood up.

The prince lit the incense and said, "My mother will leave the palace later."

If it weren't for the news that my mother would have fainted and would have left the palace with him just now.

Mr. Ning was stunned, "The old lady left peacefully last night."

My mother suffered from living. She has been sick these days, and she felt distressed as her son. The old lady is about to take off her face. In fact, it’s better to leave, so she doesn’t have to suffer.

The prince ignored his second uncle directly. He actually didn't get close to his grandparents. He was the prince, and it was not good to be too close to his family, so he kept a distance. His grandparents also kept a distance, so he didn't have much feelings for him.

The main reason is that he was not a foreigner who unexpectedly had an accident. Later, because of his younger brother, he paid more attention to the Ningguo Duke's Mansion. In addition, he was really busy, so he had less feelings.

But having no feelings does not mean that he will not vent his anger. Yes, he vented his anger on his second uncle.

After the prince waited for the princess to finish talking to Song, he said, "I will go and see my grandfather and will return to the palace later."

Ning Xu, "Okay."

Zhulan was also preparing to leave. Xuehan and Rong Chuan were accompanying each other, and Zhulan said, "You don't have to send me."

Xuehan said: "My grandma went there suddenly and was a little messy. I didn't have time to send Linxi back. Mom, you can go to the Marquis' Mansion to pick Linxi back later. Rong Chuan and I will stay in the Duke's Mansion."

When Zhulan heard this, she said, "Okay, I'll go to the Marquis' Mansion to pick up Linxi. Linxi has me to take care of, so you can rest assured."

Xuehan breathed out. It was really sudden last night. Neither she nor Rong Chuan came to arrange for her daughter. She was waiting for her mother to come!

Soon after arriving at the gate of the Duke's Mansion, Zhulan said to Xuehan and his wife: "It's cold and cold, you can take good care of yourself."

Rong Chuan said: "Mom, I will take good care of Xuehan, you don't have to worry."

"Um."

Zhulan got on the carriage and went directly to Ninghou Mansion. When she arrived at the Hou Mansion, the housekeeper took her directly to the yard of Xuehan and his wife. Xuehan should have told her to pack her luggage last night, but she had already packed her luggage when she came in.

Zhulan hugged Lin Xi, who had woken up, and asked the wet nurse, "Didn't cry or make a fuss?"

The wet nurse replied carefully, "No, the lady has always been very well-behaved."

She has never seen a child who is more well-behaved than a lady, and she only hums when she is hungry or uncomfortable.

Zhulan kissed her granddaughter, then wrapped her granddaughter up, "Let's go."

In the Duke's Mansion, Zhang Yang came late, and the prince had already left. Zhang Yang happened to meet the queen when he came.

The queen would not notice Zhang Yang at this time. She was originally a fake son, but now the queen is devoted to her deceased mother, and she ignored Zhang Yang and walked in.

The queen ignored the fifth prince, and the officials who came were stunned. It was so strange that she ignored her own son.

Zhang Yang doesn't care. He will definitely feel uncomfortable when he doesn't know his life experience. He doesn't care now, and he really doesn't care. Now he doesn't target Zhang Jinghong anymore. They are all fake and they are all people who occupy the magpie's nest. He has no identity to resent.

Princess Qi was watching and pulled King Qi down, "Why am I so strange about it?"

The King of Qi did not find it strange, but instead stared at the empress who was kneeling and crying. His legitimate mother was so powerful. She knew that they were all fake sons, but she could still bear it. No wonder that her mother had never taken advantage of her for so many years.
Chapter completed!