The Princess of Northern Land

This made Li Yanran very dissatisfied and jealous.

"Is Master Huizhen here?" You asked Li Jiesong while leaning on the back of her chair, feeling exhausted.

"I've been here." Li Jiesong sighed and replied, "But it's useless to come here. Grandma may really be in trouble this time. The great monk gave her an injection and prescribed medicine, but he could only keep grandma alive for a few more days." It’s just life.”

Li Jiesong was not very sad about the old lady's dying life. For him, the old lady is old and will have to leave sooner or later. He is the eldest son and grandson of the family, and it doesn't matter whether he is protected by the old lady or not.

When Youshi saw his disapproving look, she was filled with hatred. How could she be blind and fall in love with such a stupid person with short-sighted eyes? Youshi did not hold out any hope for the future situation of the Hou Mansion.

Li Jieyong's views coincided with You's. The old lady's collapse made him feel like the sky was falling. Without thinking too much, he also knew that the Hou Mansion without the old lady was actually an empty frame. However, he was not a pessimistic person, and he soon began to plan for the future in his mind. As long as everyone in the Hou Mansion was honest, it would be possible to survive in the North. After all, King Ling has promised that as long as the Hou Mansion does not go too far, he will protect the Hou Mansion.

Thinking of this, Li Jieyong became confident again.

"Your Majesty." On the carriage back, Lin Ziyin reached out and took the initiative to hold Chu Suifeng's hand tightly.

"It's okay." Chu Suifeng held her little hand, put her hand in the hem of her robe, and covered it for her. "The old lady's condition is no longer a day or two, and I have been prepared for it. Life, aging, illness and death are all human beings, and her age is also expected. With you by my side, I am not afraid of being alone."

After saying that, he wrapped his long arms around Lin Ziyin and held him in his arms.

"We will definitely be happy." Lin Ziyin answered in a muffled voice while hugging his waist. Thinking of the old man lying on the bed, she still felt very uncomfortable.

Such an old man, although not perfect, is a person who truly loves and cares for the younger generation. Lin Ziyin was in awe of her because of her efforts in climbing mountains and wading in rivers for Chu Suifeng, giving up a comfortable life, and being willing to endure hardships in the North.

"Your Majesty, Princess." Seeing them return to the house, Nanny Qin and others breathed a sigh of relief, and a group of people in the house began to prepare hot water for them to wash up.

After taking a bath and lying on the bed, Lin Ziyin felt alive again.

Chu Suifeng was obviously worried, and he didn't bother her at night, but just hugged her tightly and fell asleep.

Li Yanran was lying on the bed but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Her eyes were filled with Chu Suifeng's care for Lin Ziyin. Those things she should have gotten, but now they were all snatched away by that bitch Lin Ziyin, and she was unwilling to give up.

Why, why would a person like Lin Ziyin be favored by the prince? Then she resented Mu and the Marquis. From Li Yanran's point of view, if her parents hadn't been too harsh on Chu Suifeng back then, how could Prince Ling ignore her? Finally, she scolded the old lady secretly. The damn old lady actually asked her to find an official matchmaker to marry her. What did she think of her?

In short, she resented everything except for the slightest introspection.

"Bang." There was a sound in the room, and Li Yanran fell off the bed in fright.

"Miss, what's going on?" The girl Xie Que asked worriedly.

"Hurry up and hold the lamp." Li Yanran's voice was trembling.

The magpie soon came in with a candle holder, and suddenly there was a few rays of light in the dark room.