Chapter 994

"Miss, you are well again." The maid was holding a bowl of hot water in her hand. Seeing Fan Lihua standing in front of her, she was surprised to find that the young lady not only woke up, but also became beautiful and fair.

"My mother is not dead yet. Find me a carriage or a horse quickly." Fan Lihua didn't have time to talk about family matters until now. Saving her mother was the most important thing.

"Miss is not dead yet? Those people lied? Did they bury the young lady alive?" Even though they were a couple, they never thought that the Fan family was so vicious.

The maid also rushed to say: "We don't have a carriage, let alone a horse, but we only have an old cow for plowing the land. We used to have a cow that pulled a cart, but the eldest lady took the cow away with her people two days ago."

"Then let's go with this old cow! Manager, pull the cow out. This lady must rush back to the mansion to save my mother."

"Young lady, let me go! The journey is long, and you, a lady, ride a cow..." The manager thought for a while that Miss Fan Lihua had never ridden a horse or a cow, so how could a girl ride a cow?

Fan Lihua didn't have so much to explain to them. Can face be compared with her mother's life? She said hurriedly: "Hurry... This is not the time to talk nonsense. Only I know how to save my mother. It's useless for you, manager, to go."

"Okay..." The manager saw the determined eyes of the young lady. At this time, there was no weakness like when the young lady first came. He was relieved and went to pull the cow out.

"Miss, the journey is long, you don't have any silver on you, what should you do if you get hungry on the road? Let me cook some sweet potatoes for you to eat on the road." The woman thought more, it would take half a day to get to the city from here.

"Silver..." Fan Lihua thought of the currency in the world, and realized that the most valuable things on her body were the necklace on her neck, the silver hairpin on her head, and the silver bracelet on her hands. Her elder sister didn't like these worthless things and didn't take them away.

"Miss, I'll give you this silver fork." The maid took off the only hairpin on her head and wanted to give it to Fan Lihua as travel expenses.

"Keep the hairpin, I still have some jewelry..." Fan Lihua said and turned around and left in a hurry.

The maid and her mother followed and saw Fan Lihua, who had never ridden a horse or a cow, turning over and sitting on the cow steadily.

The steward put a piece of clean rag on the cow, and Fan Lihua sat on the cow. The cow was tied with a nose ring and a rope. She held the rope and waved it gently. The old cow was sent out by her with a fairy spirit, as if the young one was more powerful than the middle-aged one, and ran forward quickly.

"Young lady, slow down." The steward, his wife, and his daughter looked at the backs of the cow and the people running fast and far away with concern. Why can the cow, which could not run much in the plowing land before, run so fast now?

It was just noon, and the winter sun was shining. The cow was only wearing a thin single piece of clothes and pants when it was running wildly, but Fan Lihua did not feel cold.

Fan Lihua had come here once with her brother last year. She remembered the road to Paradise City.

She didn't care about the picturesque scenery of Sanhe on the road, and her mind flew to the Fan Mansion, the poor mother in this body.

The riders could clearly see that an old cow ran faster than his horse, which made some riders a little ashamed.

When Fan Lihua passed by two young men on horseback, they were wearing veils and their veils were blown up by the running cow.

One young man wore a white brocade robe and a black cape, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, red lips, a tall and thin figure, and a jade pendant and a sword on his waist. This man was Zhao Shuai, the eldest son of the Zhao family in Lecheng, a talented man from Lecong Academy.

The other young man wore a purple brocade robe, a white cape, a long face, a high nose bridge, phoenix eyes, sword eyebrows, thin lips, a slender and tall figure, and a jade pendant hanging on his waist. A sharp sword. This man was Luo Shaoxing, the second son of the Luo family in Lecheng, and also a talented man from Lecong Academy.

When the cow passed by, the two young men saw clearly that the person riding on the cow was a young beauty. The wind blew her hair to reveal her fair and beautiful face, and her loose and worn sleeves fluttered.

"Wow, girls can ride cows these days, and old cows run faster than horses, which is amazing." Luo Shaoxing wanted to applaud the cow and the beautiful girl, and there was admiration in his tone.

"Don't you think her cow is weird?" Zhao Shuai observed carefully, his eyes sparkling, and his cold tone became a little warmer.

"She doesn't look like a peasant girl, why is she dressed so poorly..."

"I don't know..." Zhao Shuai and his friends were puzzled.

"Let's catch up and see what's going on..."

Luo Shaoxing felt that there was a good show that he couldn't miss.

Zhao Shuai looked deeply at the back of the person riding the cow away, and he felt a sense of familiarity.

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A teenager from Lecong Academy was in class in the academy, and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, his eyelids were twitching, he covered his chest, and frowned worriedly.

When the teacher said that the get out of class was over, he immediately packed his schoolbag, handed a note to his deskmate, and ran out quickly.

His deskmate hadn't reacted yet, just staring at the note in a daze for a while, and then reluctantly helped to ask for leave.

The boy with a schoolbag on his back didn't care that it was not yet the holiday and the rule that boarding students could not run outside was that he rushed out of the academy.

As soon as he arrived at the gate, someone at the guard station called him, "Young Master, the old master, the old lady wants to see you."

"Grandfather, grandmother?" The boy should have quickly found a carriage to return home, but after hearing the words of the Zhong family servant, he could only take his carriage to the Zhong family.

The young man got off the carriage, entered the Zhong Mansion and went straight to the courtyard of his grandparents.

When he came to the bed of the two old people, the two old people's thin hands were shaking, trying to hold the young man's hand.

"Grandson, you are here, is your mother okay?"

Fan Snow's face was a bit like Fan Lihua. The young man looked at the two old people with worried eyes. They were sick and bedridden for these years. Like his mother, they missed each other but it was difficult to meet.

"My mother was fine when I went back last month. It should be fine. I just asked for leave and want to go back to see my mother."

"Okay, child." The old woman told the maid to prepare gifts for the young man and arranged a carriage to take him back.

Fan Snow was reluctant to look at the two old people again, and then ran out quickly and got on the carriage prepared for him.

The head lady of the Zhong Mansion, Fan Snow's aunt, had a misunderstanding with her sister-in-law when she was a girl. Later, she married the Zhong family and was indifferent to her sister-in-law.

The old man in the family was sick, and the sister-in-law was sick again. The two families gradually had less contact, and gifts were sent by people during the New Year and other festivals.

The old man asked someone to pick up Fan Snow. How could she, the head of the family, not know?

She just pretended not to know.

Fan Mansion in Paradise City.

The gate was dilapidated with a small hole. In the dilapidated courtyard, there was a coffin lying. It was cold and deserted here. No one was keeping vigil in the courtyard.

The courtyard was full of weeds, the house was also dilapidated, the furniture in the house was dilapidated, and even the stools were missing legs.

Unlike this dilapidated courtyard, the courtyard of the third aunt planted some less precious flowers. At this time, Mr. Fan had lunch here.

"Master, I'm afraid..." The third aunt only gave birth to a daughter. She had no power as a housekeeper, but she was very angry with her grandfather. She was born as an actor, and Mr. Fan liked to listen to her singing.

"My beauty, don't be afraid. The lady died of natural causes. Her death has nothing to do with you. What are you afraid of?"

Master Fan's wife died without any sad expression. Others are grateful for a night of marriage, but he is sad for a night of marriage. He has long been tired of seeing Zhong Chuqiao's sad face.

Ever since his wife gave birth to twins, she was injured and sick all day long. He has never been to her yard. Later, the second aunt went to take the dowry and drove Zhong Chuqiao to a dilapidated yard. He also acquiesced.

How many men are not romantic? The wife is useless. It's just her bad luck.

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The second aunt asked the maid beside her to call the coachman to send the first lady to the carriage.

The maid quietly withdrew. Over the years, she helped the second aunt do a lot of things, constantly putting blood-suppressing drugs in the first lady's medicine.

Just two days ago, the first lady, who was getting weaker and weaker, was given a strong medicine by her. After drinking it, she fainted.

The second concubine immediately sent people to seal off the scene and had the eldest lady carried to an ordinary coffin.

The second lady cried and shouted, but the eldest lady sent people to tie her up and sent her to the villa.

"Mother..." Fan Jinxiang came to her mother's room, wearing a wide-sleeved cloud-patterned brocade skirt, a step-shaking on her head, two hairpins on the side, and a jade hairpin. She was coquettish in her tone, and her embroidered shoes walked impatiently.

"Well, eldest lady, are you okay?" The second concubine had two jade hairpins, a gold hairpin, a step-shaking, a high bun, rouge on her face, and a wide-sleeved red patterned brocade skirt.

This was the first time she wore a red brocade skirt after becoming a concubine, and it was after the death of the lady. She thought about burying the lady today and letting her husband promote her to the lady at night, and the legitimate stepmother.

"Mother, why don't you quickly have someone carry the dead person away, I'm scared at night."

"Wait in the evening and have someone carry it away..." The second concubine was not at peace in her heart, feeling guilty, and she knew what she had done.

"Mother, I heard that the eldest son of the Zhao family and the second son of the Luo family came to Paradise City..." Fan Jinxiang said this with a shy expression on her face. She really wanted to see the demeanor of the two talented men.

"My daughter should be matched with such talents."

"Well, mother understands me best."

Most of the ornaments in the second aunt's room came from the dowry of Zhong Chuqiao.

The screen is embroidered with flowers and riches, and the thread-carved red sandalwood multi-treasure box has a large fish-patterned vase on it with some plum blossoms inserted, and there are also several exquisite ornaments.

A rosewood kang table is placed horizontally on the front kang, with fish-patterned tea sets on the table, facing the east wall and facing the west, with a half-worn purple satin backrest and pillow.

The mother and daughter sat on the pit and conspired. The aunt planned to invite the two young men into the mansion while they were still in Paradise City.

Fan Jinxiang was afraid that the two young men would return to Lecheng today, so she wanted to go to a private room in a restaurant called Fuguilou outside to watch the demeanor of the two young men on the street and take this opportunity to get to know them.

When she arrived at Fuguilou with two maids in a horse carriage, the maid and the servant came to a private room with her, and the servant stood guard outside the door.

Fan Jinxiang and the maid looked at the street outside, waiting for the two talented men to appear.

The second aunt ordered people to carry the coffin out. There was no grand funeral, no Taoist priests playing music, and not even a relative showed up.

The coffin was carried to a broken carriage, and there was only a driver driving the carriage. The driver received a large sum of money from the housekeeper and sent the coffin to a mass grave and threw it away.

Fan Jinxiang hadn't seen the two young masters yet, but she saw a carriage carrying a coffin, which scared her so much that she retracted her eyes: "Bad luck..."

The maid next to Fan Jinxiang recognized at a glance that the carriage carrying the coffin on the street was the driver of the Fan Mansion.

"Miss, the coffin in the carriage is the lady..."

"Don't talk nonsense... Madam will be my mother from now on. As for that sick man, he will die if he dies."

Fan Jinxiang's eyes flickered as she looked at the maid, and she did not dare to speak loudly for fear that other rooms would hear her words.

This was a cow galloping down the street. The cow was walking so fast that passers-by were hiding, and so were the carriages driving the coffin.

Fan Lihua wanted to return to Fan Mansion quickly and did not notice the dilapidated carriage. When the carriage passed by her, she felt a connection in her body that made her tremble.

Fengyan turned around and saw the coffin on the carriage. She quickly stopped the galloping cow.

The galloping cow was pulled, and when it stopped, it raised its front hooves and said "moo...".

Fan Lihua turned the bull's head around, ran to the carriage and shouted: "Stop..."

The driver who was driving the carriage in a panic heard this familiar and loud scolding, looked at the person who made the voice tremblingly, and stopped the carriage in a panic: "Second Miss..., I'm just following orders..."

"Hammer..." Fan Lihua looked at the groom with stern eyes, suppressing her anger in her heart. Her mother, a royal wife, should not have been so hasty even if she died. There was no one to give away. She and her brother Not dead yet.

"Second Miss, there is no hammer..." The coachman trembled. In fact, he wanted to escape more.

Fan Lihua didn't care that her strength would be exposed. She flicked her sleeves and slapped the carriage's coffin with her palm. The nailed lid was knocked off by her palm and flew out on the road.

This place is the busiest street in Paradise City. There are so many lively things to see, no matter how unlucky the coffin is in front of them, they discovered the gossip.

The people who gathered around heard the conversation between the groom and Fan Lihua, and they all whispered about it. Who in Paradise City didn't know that a royal wife in Fan's house was seriously ill.

Mr. Fan's behavior of pampering his concubines and destroying his wives was the most shameful thing for the official ladies. When the wife died, she was buried without grace, but she simply asked a coachman to carry away a very simple coffin. Everyone guessed that this There must be something fishy in it.

The legitimate daughter-in-law appeared on the street wearing tattered and patched clothes and riding a cow. According to the story in the storyteller, the legitimate daughter-in-law escaped from death and took the risk to come back to save her mother.

The coachman wanted to sneak away, but was blocked by a passerby on the roadside. He could only lower his head and accept the judgment in the eyes of passers-by.

When the road is rough, there are many people who are ready to help. (End of chapter)