All Hail Cousin Brother

Just after the first month, a thick layer of snow fell in the yard.

The Anshou Hall in the north courtyard of Jingzhaoyu Mansion.

The earth dragon was burning in the room, warm and warm. Mrs. Yu, who was over fifty years old, was wearing a ginger-yellow jacket with longevity patterns and leaning on the big welcoming pillow with her eyes closed. Because she worshipped Buddha all the year round, she had a string of red sandalwood seven-treasure beads wrapped around her wrist. .

"Old Madam, Bi-Geng porridge is light and easy to digest. You should also eat two bites." Seeing that the porridge and vegetables placed on the ebony table of the Eight Immortals remained untouched, Madam Liu gave a voice of consolation.

Mrs. Yu said, "Ouch": "I think that my body is still suffering in the Buddhist hall, how can I eat it?"

Madam Liu didn't know how to persuade her either.

The old lady is partial to the eldest lady. On weekdays, she can eat half a bowl of rice when she sees the eldest lady. It was only half an hour after the eldest lady was punished to enter the Buddhist hall, and the old lady was in a bad mood.

Mentioning her granddaughter, Mrs. Yu sighed for a while: "Alas, I lost my mother when I was young, and his father is very fond of the sick seedlings raised by the successor. As a grandmother, I used to condone her a little bit, you said. , am I wrong?"

Madam Liu held the beauty hammer and helped her beat her leg: "This is a serious statement, the eldest lady is nine years old, and she is also a child's temperament. It is common for sisters to bump into each other. Miss San, it wasn't intentional. You disciplined and punished you, so the third lady is fine. As a stepmother, the eldest lady can't possibly care about her stepdaughter. The eldest lady is still young, so I will take it slowly in the future. It's not too late to teach."

How could she not understand the old lady's mood.

When the eldest young lady was four months old, her mother died of illness. She followed her stepmother to the door. The old lady took pity on her eldest granddaughter and kept the eldest young lady by her side, which hurt like an eyeball.

If it weren't for this time, the eldest young lady accidentally pushed the third young lady to the ground, which frightened the third young lady, who had a bad body. The lady knelt down in the Buddha Hall.

"You still understand." Madam Yu felt better and had an appetite. She stood up with Madam Liu's arm and walked to the table of the Eight Immortals to sit down.

Madam Liu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that after the old lady finished her meal, she would go to the Buddhist hall to pick up the eldest lady.

Just as Mrs. Yu used a small bowl of Bijie porridge, there were hurried footsteps outside the door: "Old Mrs., the eldest lady passed out in the Buddhist hall."

When Mrs. Yu heard the words, her mind was dizzy, and she stood up from the round stool "suddenly": "My body, hurry up, help me to see it..."

There was chaos in the Anshou Hall.

The entire Yu Mansion also made a fuss.

Mrs. Yu was sitting in front of the bed, looking at her granddaughter, a small group of people, lying on the bed, her pink face was as white as a piece of paper, and her mouth kept mumbling. Words: "No, it hurts, it hurts to be slim, I'm afraid, grandmother, grandmother, help me..."

Yu Youyao, the eldest miss of the Yu residence, has been in a coma for a whole day. At night, she developed a high fever, and her body was cold for a while and hot for a while.

The doctor invited one after another, and they all said that Yu Youyao was frightened and stunned.

The soothing soup, calming soup, and antipyretic medicine that the doctor prescribed were sent into the house one by one, and then poured into Yu Youyao's mouth one by one while pinching his nose, but they were all useless.

The little man, Qu Qian, was lying on the bed, curled himself into a ball, put his hands on his chest, and clung to the front of his shirt tightly. Mrs. Yu was very distressed.

Mrs. Yu twisted the beads in one hand and wiped her tears with the handkerchief in the other: "I have a hard life, and I lost my mother when I was a child. I am a grandmother with another old bone, which has made my good granddaughter suffer. It's a big sin, if it's not good to be fit, my old lady will also forget it."

The expressions of everyone in the room froze. The old lady was clearly referring to Sang and scolding Huai, and she really put her heart into her heart.

In her eyes, only Yu Youyao is the granddaughter of the direct relative, and everyone else is the grass on the side of the road.

I thought so in my heart, but no one at the scene dared to say a word, and hurriedly spoke out to comfort him.

"Mother, what are you talking about? The yaoyaoji people have their own good looks, and they'll be fine in a while."

"Grandmother, you are old, you have to take good care of your health."

"Old lady, the eldest lady is still ill, you can't say such unlucky things."

"..."

Yu Youyao vaguely heard the voices in the room, but she was trapped in a terrible nightmare.

In the dream, Yu Youyao, who had grown up, was lying on the cold and hard bed, and clasping the old and moldy thin quilt on her body, she was shivering with cold.

It was a little itchy in her throat, she opened her mouth and "coughed", and cold air rushed in.

"Cough cough cough—" A heart-piercing cough made Yu Youyao feel dull pain in her heart. She tightly covered her mouth, and dark red blood spilled from between her fingers.

"Chunxiao...cough..." Yu Youyao called to the maidservant beside him.

"Squeak", someone pushed the door and entered.

Yu Youyao thought it was Chunxiao coming back, so she raised her eyes to look, a young man wearing a sapphire blue straight patch and a crane-patterned cloak was standing at the door, looking at her indifferently.

He is slender and tall, with a handsome face, and the humble courtyard can't hide his elegance.

Song Mingzhao, Marquis of Zhen Guo——

her husband!

Song Mingzhao walked to the bed and looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were indifferent: "Yu Youyao."

She swallowed the cough in her throat, and Yu Youyao moved her lips, wanting to open her mouth to curse, but touching the indifferent expression of the man, she suddenly realized—

Insults are just futile.

Song Mingzhao gently tucked the quilt for Yu Youyao: "Jiajia has been in a coma for five days and has not woken up yet. Your heartbreak has no effect on her."

Hearing this news, Yu Youyao was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed, her laughter was heart-wrenching, tears streaming down her face, her hoarse voice, as if it had been ground by sand, with a piercing sharpness.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, she should have died..."

At the age of fourteen, her grandmother who loved her most died of illness.

At that time, Song Mingzhao, who was still the eldest son, was already nineteen years old. The Marquis of Zhenguo was worried that she would keep filial piety for three years and miss the important issue of the children, so they proposed to her father Yu Zongzheng to get married within 100 days of the funeral.

Married daughters only need to observe filial piety for one year. Although this proposal is a bit hasty, it is also in line with etiquette.

Father agrees!

She has filial piety, and it is not easy to arrange marriages arbitrarily. The Marquis of Zhenguo carried the sedan chair in a low-key and hasty manner, took her into the Marquis of Zhenguo, and bowed in haste.

She became the wife of the prince of the country, and envied others.

Because she was not of age and she was filial piety, it was not suitable for her to consummate the marriage, so she and Song Mingzhao lived separately.

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ps: After the end of "Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter", some things happened in Yuyu's family one after another. The original publication was finally stranded due to various reasons, which made many friends feel very disappointed, and Yuyu felt very wrong. From everyone, after two years, I will bring a new work, and I am willing to live up to the wait and the readers.

She is still a little baby in the new book, and needs everyone's care to grow up. I hope that my friends will participate in the comments, add collections, and smash the author. Thank you for your support! !