I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

The coffin was empty and the child's body was nowhere to be found.

Mother Yan came closer and was also horrified: "Where did the young master go?"

Liu Yueru's hands holding the coffin suddenly went limp, and the coffin fell to the ground.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise!

If her child is not here, where could he have gone!

Has he been buried? Has he been put into the ground?

Liu Yueru's mind went blank and her face turned pale.

Song Nanzhi had just received the news that Liu Yueru was going to relocate her child's grave. When he arrived, he saw this scene and his heart instantly sank to the bottom of the lake.

At that time, I was immersed in the hatred for Liu Yueru's loss of virginity and didn't want to touch the child she had with someone else. I let my mother-in-law bury him at will. This small grave was also told to me by them.

This is the first time I have come to this place to visit my children in all these years, but I didn’t expect to see this scene.

Seeing Liu Yueru was heartbroken, he took a step forward and reached out to hold Liu Yueru in his arms.

Liu Yueru's lifeless eyes suddenly turned red with anger. She got up from the ground, raised her hand and grabbed Song Nanzhi's collar tightly, and asked sinisterly, "Where is the child? Where did you hide the child?"

Song Nanzhi's mind was also in a mess.

Seeing Liu Yueru's bloodthirsty eyes, Song Nanzhi felt a little depressed and hurriedly comforted her: "Child, child, I just remembered that he was buried somewhere else. I remembered the wrong mountain."

Song Nanzhi stuttered and tried to get away with it.

Liu Yueru pressed on: "Where is he buried? Take me there now!"

Liu Yueru's voice trembled at the end, and she tried her best to restrain the urge to kill Song Nanzhi with her own hands!

Song Nanzhi looked at Liu Yueruo, a ghost crawling out of hell, his breathing stagnated and he didn't dare to look her in the eye.

Liu Yueru grabbed his collar tighter, her face clearly showing she had lost her patience: "Where is he buried?"

She asked word by word!

Song Nanzhi clenched his hands, patted the back of Liu Yueru's hand and said, "Let go of my hand first, I'll recall it carefully..."

"Pa!" She raised her hand and slapped Song Nanzhi hard on the face.

Liu Yueru stared at Song Nanzhi with her angry, bloodthirsty eyes.

He lost control of his emotions and accused: "You beast in human form, where did you bury my child? I will ask you one last time!"

Song Nanzhi was hit and staggered, taking several steps back before he could barely stand.

At this moment, his face suddenly turned dark.

She covered her swollen cheek, filled with anger. That was her bastard!

She still has the nerve to get angry at herself!

"I'll tell you the truth about that child. I have no idea where he was dumped. If you want to know, go back and ask your good stepmother. She was the one who took care of the child!" Song Nanzhi said bluntly, unable to bear it any longer.

“Hahaha…” Liu Yueru suddenly laughed.

The laughter was shrill and miserable!

I was laughing but crying so hard!

This grave has always been the only way for me and my children to communicate with each other in the yin and yang sense.

But they actually teamed up to deceive her for so many years.

If I hadn't insisted on moving my child's grave, I'm afraid I would have been kept in the dark until my death.

"Madam, don't be like this. Let's go back and ask the old lady. Maybe she really remembered it wrong." Mother Yan couldn't bear it. Her eyes were red when she spoke to Liu Yueru.

Mother Yan helped Liu Yueru up from the ground.

When passing by Song Nanzhi, Liu Yueru's gloomy and resolute voice once again rang in Song Nanzhi's ears: "You'd better hide those dirty things you have done, don't let me find out!"

Song Nanzhi looked up suddenly with a guilty conscience, and met Liu Yueru's eyes which were as cold as an ice cave, as if she wanted to cut him into pieces!

He was suddenly startled.

What he did that night was extremely secretive and not many people knew about it. How did she get the news?

"Yue'er, do you have any misunderstandings about me?" Song Nanzhi asked stubbornly.

The hatred in Liu Yueru's eyes was undisguised: "Misunderstanding? When I was on the verge of death due to a miscarriage, where were you? What important matter did you, a small official, get caught up in that made you stay out all night?"

"And my grandmother just said a few words lightly. One child died, another was born prematurely and was dying, and I almost lost my life. No one in the Marquis's Mansion came to ask about it. Yan'er was carefully raised by my second brother, a seven-foot-tall man. He was also the prince's companion and a Jinshi. He was even busier with affairs. There's no need to use the excuse of being too busy to get away to fool me!"

"You guys in the Marquis' Mansion are either heartless or there is something fishy going on! Otherwise, why would you not care about the heirs of your own mansion?"

Song Nanzhi was left speechless with what he said, his face looked ugly, and he acted as if he was also a victim.

Liu Yueru only hated herself for being blind in the first place: "Every year I ask you to accompany me to see the child, but you always make excuses and always let you go alone during the Qingming Festival!"

Song Nanzhi opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word to explain!

Liu Yueru didn't look at her again. After expressing her unhappiness, she left.

Sitting in the carriage, her body couldn't stop shaking. She kept rubbing her hands, trying to calm herself down.

Mother Yan's voice rang out from outside the carriage: "Madam, where are we going back to?"

Liu Yueru took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and then said slowly: "Go back to the Marquis' Mansion and spread the news that we couldn't find the child's body after relocating the grave. Let's see how the Zhao family will explain to us!"

A chill rose in her heart.

After her mother passed away, Zhao Wanyan acted cautiously at every step, acted like a good stepmother in public, and earned a good reputation.

My father had no time to manage the rear house, so he gradually handed the affairs over to Zhao Wanyan.

Soon after, she was promoted to a co-wife.

At first, we brothers and sisters respected her and called her mother.

When she was born prematurely, she had no biological sisters, her mother was no longer alive, and no one cared about the Marquis's Mansion.

It was someone from the Liu Mansion who learned the news.

Aunt Zhao, as his stepmother, stayed by his bed all night, holding his hand, calling his childhood nickname over and over again, asking him to be well.

Wandering on the brink of death, Liu Yueru truly regarded Zhao Wanyan as her own mother at that time.

But why did she bury an empty coffin there without telling them? She just wanted her child to be buried in peace. Is it so difficult?

Mother Yan understood Liu Yueru's intention.

The human heart is the thing that we dare not test the most.

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Liu Yueru went back to her own Wenhuaxuan and said she was sick.

He lay sickly on the bed and refused to let anyone in.

The house smells like medicine...

When Liu Yunni learned that Liu Yueru was going to move her child's grave, she returned to the Liu Mansion overnight.

Zhao Wanyan sat in Liu Yunni's boudoir before her marriage, with a sad look on her face.

"Why would she suddenly think of moving the child's grave? It's just a child who died young, but you still dig him up and rebury him after so many years. Doesn't she think it's unlucky?" Zhao Wanyan took off all her disguise and said with displeasure.

Liu Yunni frowned and blamed Zhao Wanyan, "I told you to find a dead child to bury with her, but you didn't listen. When she recovers, she will come to you to ask for the child's burial place. You should think of a solution quickly, or find someone to find a place for her dead child to bury, so as to avoid causing unrest in the family!"