Incantation Script Family/C45 Grandmother Twilight Mistook Her for Her Grandson in the Middle of the Night
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C45 Grandmother Twilight Mistook Her for Her Grandson in the Middle of the Night

On the other hand, after the old lady had dinner, the maidservant who served her found an empty space and got hit by the old master's plank in the middle of the day. This matter could not be concealed. The old lady would find out sooner or later. Rather than listening to rumors and using true qi, it was better to find a way to relieve it.

The second daughter-in-law also tried to comfort her by the side. "The old lady knows. The ruler that Eldest Young Master folded did not hurt his bones and bones." He stole a glance at Madam's expression, but he could not tell whether she was happy or angry. He could only continue, "Only then did I send someone to take a look. I said that Brother Hua was speaking with him. He was not sad."

"What do you know!?" When the old lady heard this, she could not help but say, "I only know that this board doesn't hurt when it hits the flesh, but I don't know that the child is used to being noble. He loves to think too much. These few boards won't hurt the flesh, but it hurts the heart. "

As she spoke, she got up angrily and was about to leave, "Your Mistress and your servant heard it. That was what he told you. You can't see or hear it. All of you are stuck here. " He pointed at his own chest and said angrily: "I, Fu Si, am the only direct descendant of my clan, and every single one of us usually praise knowledge and filial piety. Even the Emperor has issued an Imperial Decree to reward him. Now that I have said something wrong and he has been beaten up by me, why is there no one coming back and forth? He really got beaten up by the Old Master."

As he spoke, he got off the carriage and walked away with large strides that he usually did not see. "Let's just say that I didn't see my obedient grandson playing around during the night meal. This is the reason. Hmph! They are all things that have no heart or liver. I've even forgotten how good my good grandson is usually. Now I only know to open my eyes and watch him get beaten up... "

Only then did the group of servants and the second daughter-in-law become frightened. They took out their cloaks, summoned people, and used umbrellas to light them up. They hurriedly and anxiously protected the old lady to go to the Solitary Pavilion to see Fu Si get beaten up.

Before they even got close to the Solitary Pavilion, they heard the ringing sound of the zither. Not many of the females really understood music. They only felt that it was a little sad to play this deep tune in the rainy night.

The old lady also had the same thought. She listened to the sound of the zither and associated it with her obedient grandson being beaten up. It should be because she was unhappy in her heart. She still cared about how the weather was cold and windy during the rainy night. She kept ordering people to look for the sound of the guqin. He did not care about his age at all. The cool breeze in the rainy night was the most fatal.

When the servant of the Solitary Pavilion saw the old lady's arrival, he hurried over to greet her. From afar, he heard the old lady repeatedly ordering people to look for the place where the sound of the guqin was coming from. He didn't have the time to think about it and brought her to the backyard.

Everyone entered the backyard and looked far away from the pond of spring water. They could only see the candle flame illuminating the elegant youth burning incense and playing the zither, but their faces could not be seen clearly. Just as they were waiting for the old lady to approach, they stopped in front of them.

It turned out that other people could not see clearly, but that old lady was older and her vision was clearer than everyone else. It was just that the clarity of the scene was a little hazy due to the darkness of the night. Looking at that youth from afar, he looked exactly like the young appearance of Great-Grandfather Fang when he married into the Fu Family. For a moment, he was actually unable to move.

When the crowd saw that the old lady had stopped, they didn't dare to ask. They only said that she couldn't bear to disturb her grandson playing the zither, so they all stopped talking for a moment.

The rainy night was completely silent. Only the melodious and melodious sound of the zither could be heard. Every sound and turn stimulated the old lady's thoughts. This piece of music was not rushed. From beginning to end, it was slowly played. Another living person played it, bringing the old lady into the Illusory Realm.

Previously, it was said that the art of the Talisman Guqin was not high and that it could not be played with any techniques. It was just an honest and serious performance to entertain herself. After playing for a while, he discovered that there was a team of people standing not far away. Upon closer inspection, it was actually the old lady who had arrived. He hurriedly cut off Qin's clothes and rushed to greet her.

His break was not tight, but it made the people who were listening to Qin in peace feel uneasy. Especially that old lady, who was immersed in her young husband's suave and elegant bearing, since that year when she was beautiful and beautiful. It was a good time to have deep feelings for him, and he was deeply attached to her.

The sound of the zither suddenly stopped. She suddenly felt the blood and Qi in her chest surge up and down, and a dizzy feeling assaulted her upper body. Suddenly, a cool wind blew in the rainy night. The water in the pond was rippling, and the willow branches were swaying. He saw his young husband walking over quickly. He only knew that it was the soul of the Great-Grandfather who had come to take him away. He hurriedly reached out his hand: "I can't wait any longer. I'm here now... Since we're here, let's go together..." After taking two steps, his legs lost their strength, and the breath from his chest was released, allowing him to slide down to the ground.

The wives and women were so shocked that they called out in alarm, "Old lady..." The girl who often followed by his side quickly supported him and dragged him into the waterside pavilion.

The second daughter-in-law, who had followed the old lady for many years, was familiar with her daily illness. She stretched out her hand to test the temperature of her palm. She immediately felt that it was not good. She plucked up the courage to light the lamp and went closer to take a look. She saw that her face had turned gray. His mouth had also turned white. "Quickly bring the sedan over and tell the old master that the old lady is probably not going to make it."

Fu Hua, who had a head full of confusion, was frightened out of his wits. He only remembered that Fu Si treated him the best. He turned around and ran into the warm pavilion of Fu Si's residence. "Young Master, Old Granny, the Old Granny went over to the waterside pavilion."

In the Lonely Pavilion, Fu Tine was scolded by Fu Shen during the day and suddenly touched the helpless feelings of the female body. Suddenly, she remembered that the female student had violated the law in the examination, and then she remembered that once she was discovered, she would be a burden to the entire Fu Family. She also thought about how the Emperor blamed the entire family for all kinds of disasters.

It was precisely because he was so frightened and worried that he heard the commotion outside that he hurriedly regained his senses. Fu Hua had already run into the house. He only heard Fu Hua's panicked words and knew that things were not good. He also saw that Fu Hua was quite frightened. He ordered Yanzhi to pour tea for him to sit down and rest. He hurriedly left the pavilion.

It was not Fu Tine's imagination. In that era, the average life expectancy of humans was only around fifty years old. It was fine if the old lady was not sick at this age. If she fell ill, she should prepare for the funeral.

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