Chapter 328 Life and Death

The short-lived ghost of the Gu family is Gu Yunhe.

Shang Yukuan's first wife, the biological mother of Da Lang, Liu Lang and Bamei!

She looked at Shang Yukuan with red eyes. There was resentment and dissatisfaction in her eyes, and she was quite worried about Gu Yunhe, who had died of illness many years ago.

Shang Yukuan had never seen her look like this before. He pointed at Mrs. Wei with a trembling finger and scolded her loudly.

"You can slander Yun He too? Believe it or not, I will beat you!"

"If you have the ability, just fight!"

"Father!"

Mrs. Wei and Shang Qilang spoke at the same time, immediately making Shang Yukuan freeze there. It was wrong to fight or not to fight, and they left a red-faced sentence at the end.

"You little concubine is trying to straighten something that is not worth mentioning! How dare you speak like this? I can only imagine how much disrespect you had for Yun He in the past. But I believed your nonsense and let Liu Lang and the others down. Well, hum, you don’t have to say these things. When Liu Lang and the others come back, you and I can make peace with each other, and go back to your Taiwei’s mansion to live your noble life, so as not to be dragged down by this incompetent husband like me. !”

After saying this, Shang Yukuan walked away.

This was the first time he had been so angry, catching Mrs. Wei off guard.

He froze on the spot and asked Shang Qilang.

"He...he wants to make peace with me?"

Shang Qilang looked at his mother with a complicated expression. He also felt that what he just said was a bit too much. In the current situation, the family should be united to tide over the difficulties.

But every day, my mother either despises this or that, and is always making people miserable in the yard!

If he were his father, I'm afraid he couldn't bear it long ago. If he could endure it to this day, he felt that his father was generous, so he didn't do much to protect his mother.

Shang Shiro was still a little dazed by the slap, so he didn't speak.

Shiro's wife, on the other hand, was thinking that if her mother-in-law made peace with her before her, wouldn't she have to suffer here for a while?

After all, no matter how good the Wei family is and no matter how open their folk customs are, they can't bear to accept two daughters who have returned home with Li. What's more, the relationship between the two of them is so "close". Even if they all go back with Li, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing. Very.

Therefore, she had the idea to strike first, and then glanced at Shang Silang, with a lot of disdain flashing in her eyes.

"Mom, you should rest early. After this moment, go and have a good talk with your father. These are just words made out of anger, don't take them seriously!"

After Shang Qilang said this, Mrs. Wei immediately became dissatisfied and said coldly.

"You still think it's my fault? Didn't you hear what he said? That I am a person who cannot be put on the stage? Huh, what about you? What about you? But they are all born of things that cannot be put on the stage. How can I Where is the nobility?”

In a word, everyone present was equally offended.

After Mrs. Wei saw the changes in everyone's faces, she felt regretful. How could she get carried away by just a few words and say such words to hurt her children?

But now the situation is here, even if she wants to change, she doesn't think others can accept it.

Shang Qilang sighed, took a complicated look at the messy New Year's Eve family dinner, and then left.

After he left, Shiro's wife also went back with her two children. Shang Shiro didn't want to be alone with his mother, so he ran away too.

She was angry at first, but now she felt pain in her heart when she saw the children avoiding her like snakes and scorpions.

"You have committed a sin. You have carefully planned your whole life, but in the end you ended up with a husband who disliked you and your children betrayed you. Hahaha, you really fulfilled the words of the short-lived ghost before he died."

Back then, Gu Yunhe took his last breath and said to her with great ridicule.

"I'm waiting underground to see what happens to you when you betray your family. Everything you cherish now will become a knife that stabs you, draining every drop of your blood until you turn into mud and everyone has to step on it!"

After saying this, Gu Yunhe died.

That day, she looked down at Gu Yunhe like a winner, thinking that she was just saying words of jealousy before her death. Who knew, it would actually come true...

Could it be that this is retribution?

In an instant, Mrs. Wei's iron-clad mood became anxious and uneasy, while Aunt Jiao on the side felt sorry for her master and hurriedly came forward and said.

"Madam, there is no need to be anxious. Everything can turn around. Gu Yunhe is already dead. How can we believe her words? No matter what, you are the one in charge of the Duke's Mansion now, so the final winner can only be It could be you!"

Aunt Jiao's words gave Mrs. Wei some comfort.

After wiping the tears that had flowed unconsciously from the corners of her eyes, she raised her head proudly and returned to her former calm composure.

"That's right. With Gu Yunhe's family background and ability, wouldn't I send him to the West? Anyone who blocks my way will be killed by me!"

Aunt Jiao looked at Mrs. Wei, whose eyes were gradually becoming crazy, and she followed her loyally.

The farce in the Duke's Mansion did not spread, but that night the Duke packed up his luggage and moved to the study to live on his own, clearly indicating that he wanted to draw a clear line with Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei did not hesitate and asked her subordinates to do as they were told.

It was as if she didn't care at all about this matter.

Although the servants in the house were somewhat curious, Madam Jiao beside Madam Wei was now very strict, so no one dared to say a word, and they all did their own things silently.

Poor Shang Yukuan, curled up on the chaise longue in the study, didn't know what he would face next. He was still looking forward to thinking that if he divorced Madam Wei, he might be able to reconcile with the children in Dongyuan.

Well, returning to the fatherly and filial piety of the past, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the cold night was not so cold.

The charcoal fire burned a little, giving him a lot of warm comfort.

The two places were happy, and the winter wind brought the excitement and pulled the days into the new year.

In the 27th year of Xiande, another prosperous year of Daxing Dynasty.

When the people were still immersed in the excitement and joy of enjoying the new atmosphere brought by the New Year, Mrs. Guo in the suburban farm died.

She died on the night of the sixth day of the first lunar month.

When she was found, she was already stiff, which showed that the servants didn't care at all!

After hearing the news, the people in the fifth room only asked the people in the farm to prepare a thin coffin and hurriedly buried her without even choosing a date.

On the day of her burial, the news of Shang Qiniang's death also spread.