Outsiders don't know much about this great drama that happened in the Pingyang Hou Mansion. However, everyone under the same roof can know some information. Naturally, Pingyang Hou not only has two sons, Wei Tingyu and Wei Jincheng, but also only Wei Tingyu and Wei Jincheng.

Aunt Zhou is a concubine, but the other concubines and concubines have very low sense of presence. With Aunt Zhou holding them down, they can't stand up. They want to find a sense of presence from Wei Tingyu. However, thinking about it is very full.

, the reality is very skinny. Ever since someone went to Wei Tingyu's place and crawled around crying for his father and mother, some things have never happened again.

Let them realize deeply that even if they are crippled or dying, they are definitely not someone they can bully.

So, if there is any good show, just listen to it and have fun.

——It is really a happy thing to be able to deflate Aunt Zhou who is always weighing on them.

The people around Wei Tingyu were more powerful than others. Except for some details, they basically knew everything else, and almost all had the same reaction: The master is crazy.

Yes, their master's madness is so different, but the lethality and destructive power are countless times more powerful than the superficial madness of ordinary people. What can make the master crazy is always related to the wife, but not

I know what it will be this time.

Last time he went crazy for no apparent reason. Wen Xin followed him and didn't know why. This time they didn't really have much hope.

However, why are some people so unlucky that they just happen to get in touch with the master when he is crazy? Why didn't some people remember Wei Jincheng's lesson last time? But maybe they can't be blamed. After all, most people look at the master when he is crazy.

If you don't come out, you may bump into it head-on if you are not careful.

Wei Tingyu entered the study as usual, and even though he had no hope, Wen Xin was still caught for "interrogation."

Very good, this time, Wen Xin can still have some effect. At least he knows what kind of stimulation the master has received.

After listening, they all looked at each other, then looked at the sky, the earth, the flowers and the grass. Alas, they only knew that this woman was jealous and might cause an uproar. But if this man's jealousy was overturned, the consequences would be huge.

It's more than that. No matter how broad-minded a person is, when it comes to some things or people, his mind is like the tip of a needle.

I used to listen to my master arranging the future days for my wife, and I thought that he was deeply affectionate and was very kind to her. However, I didn't touch the dark things on the other side at all. However, right now, I can't stand up and do something openly.

What, holding it in your heart and torturing yourself will only make it more uncomfortable. It's no wonder that their master is not short-lived. Even a normal person can be depressed in his heart and die young if he suppresses himself like this.

By the way, is it possible for them to cause some trouble for King Bei and indirectly let the master vent his anger?

In fact, without them having to do anything, King Dingbei couldn't laugh at all.

After returning from the Wen family, the old concubine told King Dingbei what happened to his wife and why she died, without hiding anything.

The old concubine has received the news that her grandson-in-law's body will arrive at the imperial city in two or three days. In fact, it can be delayed for another day or two, or earlier. After all, King Dingbei is at his most dangerous time.

It had already passed, and even if it suffered a major blow, it would not have much impact. However, the old concubine chose such a juncture. She didn't know if she did it deliberately or if it was just a coincidence and she suddenly wanted to say it.

Calculating the time, Princess Dingbei's Qiqi had actually arrived. After the old concubine gave the order, the reason why they were not sent back as quickly as possible was because the people from Princess Dingbei's natal family wanted to personally

He escorted her to avoid losing her relatives along the way, which was a waste of time.

The old concubine has already ordered people to prepare the things that need to be prepared, and they can be used at any time.

King Dingbei sat there all night. Even though he was in poor health, the old concubine did not dissuade him.

On the early morning of the 20th, white flags were hung up at the Dingbei County Prince's Mansion.

At first, when everyone didn't know about it, they were shocked. Didn't the masters of Dingbei County Prince's Mansion go out together two days ago? They all looked pretty good, so why did someone suddenly die? The first thing that came to everyone's mind was:

Naturally, the old concubine is gone. After all, King Dingbei survived when his life was on the verge of death. It makes no sense for her to be gone suddenly. The same is true for Princess Changning. A little girl who is not sick and has no disaster can only be aged.

She is an older concubine.

Not to mention, everyone here was so frightened that they didn't even have time to change their clothes. They hurried over and saw that the masters of the county prince's palace were all well. For a moment, they were a little confused.

In the end, it was Princess Changning whose eyes turned red from crying and she said, "My sister-in-law is gone. She passed away on my brother's way back."

The people who heard it couldn't believe it, but could they just joke about this kind of thing?

The mourning hall has been set up and the body is waiting for it.

On the surface, the old concubine seemed to be a little less energetic, but her expression was not much different from usual.

King Dingbei, on the other hand, was unshaven and had his head lowered, looking very depressed and haggard.

The word "sorrow" cannot even be uttered.

Han took Wen Ren's people back, changed clothes, and waited until Princess Dingbei "came back" before coming back.

While they were walking in front, King Dingbei also left the door behind him. He was going to meet his wife.

Wearing filial piety, she didn't use a carriage or a sedan chair, and she didn't need anyone else to push her wooden wheelchair. She controlled it by herself and walked toward the city gate bit by bit. That scene made people want to cry for no reason.

At this moment, the booklet written by King Dingbei had also arrived at Emperor Xuanren's desk, which made him unexpectedly think of his deceased wives, who were both deeply affectionate women. He felt sad in his heart, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote:

Princess Dingbei was buried according to the specifications of a princess, and the etiquette department coordinated the process without any mistakes.

After the formal edict was issued, the people below naturally knew it quickly, and the subsequent efficiency was quite high. The first was the city gate. The main gate was opened wide, and thousands of guards were dispatched on both sides to enter and exit the imperial city.

All people can only walk through small doors.

King Dingbei controlled the wooden wheelchair and walked out of the city gate. He could see the team escorting the coffin from a distance, but he did not stop. Instead, he kept moving forward, looking at the fluttering paper.

, it stung his eyes, and his movements became faster and faster.

The escorts were almost all dressed in white and filial piety, and most of them were the soldiers of King Dingbei.

Getting closer and closer, when they saw King Dingbei, they were happy to see that their prince was still alive, even in a wheelchair, but they couldn't laugh at this heavy coffin.

Both sides stopped, and several long wooden benches were placed under the coffin. Bushes could not fall to the ground during the journey.

King Dingbei's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his hands were clasped tightly on the armrests. Tears were rolling in his eyes. It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but they have not reached the point of sadness. King Dingbei suddenly supported his body.

To stand up.

The people following him jumped and hurriedly supported him. Miss Wenren had repeatedly warned that this injured leg had not been fully recuperated for forty days and could not be used with force. If it caused secondary damage, the rest of the leg would be damaged.

Recovery will become difficult.

King Dingbei wanted to break away, "My lord, you could have recovered. If you don't care about it now, the princess will be sad and blame herself, even if she is well-informed, as well as the old concubine and the princess. My lord, don't take advantage of yourself."

Legs are a joke."

King Dingbei was not irrational at the moment, "Help me come over." When he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

King Dingbei was carried by two people, walked to the coffin, and supported it on the coffin. Because the weather was getting hotter and he was worried that the body would rot, he put ice cubes underneath, so the coffin felt cold to the touch.

"Guangsi, Guangsi..." King Dingbei murmured Princess Dingbei's maiden name over and over again. Tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes. King Dingbei slid down the coffin and finally knelt on the ground.

The attendants worried about his legs and held him up with difficulty, but at this time, no one could say words of comfort.

"Guangsi, Guangsi..."

Not to mention them, even the passers-by couldn't help but shed tears at this scene. It should be noted that those coming and going were not just ordinary people, but also some officials who had left the capital to take up their posts, and some who might be...

When returning to the imperial city, or leaving the imperial city for officials and their families, it is actually easy to tell whether a person is putting on a show to gain a good reputation, or whether he is showing his true feelings.

In an inconspicuous carriage, a girl gently opened the carriage curtain and asked a man dressed as a butler walking outside, "Who is he?"

"That was King Dingbei, but could this dead person be Princess Dingbei?"

"King Dingbei? I've heard people talk about him. He's a powerful man in the northern border. He guards the Qing Dynasty and is a first-rate hero. Could it be that he is still an infatuated man?" At the end, he turned into a soft murmur.

King Dingbei was so excited that he couldn't control himself for a while.

Finally, a middle-aged woman who was accompanying me came forward and softly comforted her: "My lord, I'm so sorry. You are so sad. I can't even think of you at the foot of the spring."

"Mother-in-law, Guangsi is gone. Guangsi is gone. It's all because of me. It's all my fault. I promised you to take good care of her and protect her, but I didn't do it. I didn't do it. I

Didn’t do it…”

The middle-aged woman raised her head and suppressed her tears. She cried too much along the way, and she couldn't cry anymore. But now, she couldn't help herself again, "My lord, it's not your fault. It's really not your fault.

Don’t blame yourself, just take care of yourself.”

Although he is her son-in-law, she, like many people in Northern Xinjiang, is full of respect for him. Whether as a commander-in-chief or as a husband, he has done a good job and is beyond reproach. He injured many people in Northern Xinjiang.

It was so serious that the matter was not concealed later, but it did not cause turmoil. Everyone spontaneously did their best. If the thieves tried to take advantage of the situation, they were beaten back hard by them. Every day, every day

They were all praying for him, hoping that he could survive, and all of them were willing to exchange their lives for his.

They didn't know how happy they were when the news that he was out of danger spread back to Northern Xinjiang.

It was her daughter's wish to conceal her pregnancy and miscarriage. They may blame her as relatives, but they can also understand her deep affection. It is not only for her husband, but also for their commander-in-chief of Northern Xinjiang.

, if it were anyone else, others would probably make the same choice, so how can you blame the prince? No.

Because of understanding and not scolding, King Dingbei felt even more uncomfortable, "Guangsi..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't do this. Your legs won't be able to bear it. Can you get up first?" The attendant was extremely anxious.

They all saw the situation of King Dingbei. The woman was also shocked when she heard this. She turned around and said, "Guangping Guang'an, come here and help the prince up!"

Two tall men came over. They were the brothers of Princess Dingbei. As uncles, they were not as "cautious" as the attendants. They helped King Dingbei up forcefully, and then half-stretched and half-carried him.

Let his feet fall to the ground, the wooden wheelchair was pushed over, and he was pushed back to the chair with wheels without any explanation, "My lord, I am sorry, please take care of yourself, so as not to let down the friendship of my little sister." The older man said.

The one who spoke angrily said.

King Dingbei's mood was not so easy to stabilize, but he could not stay here for too long. As his uncle, he personally pushed the wooden wheelchair and set off again, heavy and sad, as he walked into the city gate step by step.

The road from the city gate to Dingbei County Prince's Mansion has been cleared and unobstructed. Although the people watching are just watching the excitement, they still can't help but become solemn at this moment.

At the Dingbei County Prince's Mansion, the old concubine and everyone in the Dingbei County Prince's Mansion were waiting.

Seeing the coffin getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but rush forward, holding her hands on the coffin, "My dear granddaughter-in-law, I'm back, I'm home..." Although I tried my best to suppress it, my voice and hands were trembling slightly.
To be continued...