Outsiders guessed that Dong Zhiyuan probably was afraid of being advised and discussed, so he was sick at home to avoid the limelight.

In fact, this is not the case. Dong Zhiyuan is indeed sick.

Gao Miaomiao proposed that night of Heli. Dong Zhiyuan happened to have a banquet for a social event. He was drunk at the table and had a headache. After returning home, he listened to my mother nagging for a long time. After returning home, he was bolt from the blue when his wife wanted to Heli. In order to save his marriage, he ran back and forth twice against the night wind, and then persuaded him hard for a night without closing his eyes. Until Heli's order came down, he was completely exhausted physically and mentally.

That night, Dong Zhiyuan started the wind and heat in a daze.

The grandmother of Duke Zhenguo was already angry and turned her back and forth, cursing her over and over again countless times. She suddenly heard that her most precious little son was sick, so she didn't even bother to scold Gao Miaomiao and hurried to visit her youngest son.

When Gao Miaomiao left, Wangqiu was the only woman around Dong Zhiyuan. When a man was sick, she had to take care of herself.

When he returned to his dream at midnight, Dong Zhiyuan held Wang Qiu's hand and kept calling Miaomiao. Wang Qiu's face was also quite wonderful and wonderful. When Dong Zhiyuan woke up, he naturally understood how the woman who took care of him in the dream could be Gao Miaomiao. She had left without any nostalgia. Dong Zhiyuan became more and more discouraged. Not only did he have no good face when he was hugged to make him happy, but Dong Zhiyuan looked faint and ignored him.

The Duke of Zhenguo was almost madly angry.

She sat beside Dong Zhiyuan's bed, cursing with hatred, "That unscrupulous woman came to our family to collect debts. She ruined the Dong family's face and reputation. You still think about her doing! Zhiyuan, wake up quickly!"

The voice of Duke Zhenguo's grandmother loud and harsh, which made Dong Zhiyuan extremely upset, so he lay back on the quilt, held the quilt to cover his forehead, and blocked his mother's curse. Otherwise, he would not be sure whether he would lift the quilt and have a big fight with his mother who was chatting.

When his son treated himself with such an disrespectful attitude, the Duke of Zhenguo suddenly felt sad: "Zhiyuan, what do you mean? Are you complaining about your mother or disgusting your mother?"

Dong Zhiyuan, who was very tired, didn't want to speak at all. He just wanted to stay alone.

Quietly...

Because the Dong family was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, even if the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, it did not dispel the haze above the Dong family. The Mu family was different. In a cheerful and peaceful atmosphere, Ji Zishan had another reunion festival. A few days later, Ji Zishan was about to leave the imperial city and stay in the imperial village outside the capital for a while. The night before departure, General Mu Huaiqian thought that he would not be able to see his wife and daughter for several days, so he immediately followed the old widower who had been guarding the empty house for twenty years.

Ji Zishan glanced at Mu Huaiqian who was holding his daughter and rolled her eyes silently: "What kind of bad face do you show me? You don't have time to accompany me to go out for fun. I'll go out for a walk by myself. Do you have any objections?"

Mu Huaiqian pinched his daughter's soft claws and frowned slightly and muttered: "I'm not...I can't bear to part with you and Manman."

"Hey, you're not annoyed when you're mingled with me every day." Ji Zishan put her head next to Mu Huaiqian and asked with a smile.

Mu Huaiqian's heart rings loudly, and his brows frowned even more tightly. No, since he got married, he called the princess's wife to live a satisfying life: "What do you mean, may you... feel annoyed me?"

"That's not. You're so good, how could I feel annoyed about you?" Ji Zishan touched the left face of the general's husband, and still smiled. "Tell me, I'm going to stay in the imperial village this time. First, I'm staying in the capital, and I really want to go out for a trip, and second, I want to open my horizons outside. She hasn't been to the other places except the palace, Mu Mansion, Princess Mansion, and Princess Mansion. You know these three, you know that my cousin just got along with Li, so I'll definitely not feel good. I'll accompany her to relax."

Touching the general's husband's right face again, Ji Zishan bit her lip and chuckled, "We will only go for five or six days, and we will be back soon. I will take good care of myself and Manman. Don't worry, of course, Manman and I... will not play until we forget to miss you."

Mu Huaiqian gathered the fat white daughter in his arms and sighed, "If you and Manman think about it at night, just ask someone to send me a letter, and I will immediately rush over and ask you two to relieve the pain of lovesickness."

"Hahaha." Ji Zishan pushed General Mu Huaiqian with a big mouth, "After you say that, I can't bear to leave at all."

Mu Huaiqian took the opportunity to speak: "Then don't leave. Think about it, you must have a man who can't sleep every night."

"Dream you." Ji Zishan pecked General Mu Huaiqian's face and said with a heartless smile.

The next morning, Ji Zishan took the child Manman away from the mansion and went to Gao Mansion to pick up Gao Miaomiao. The child was excited to slim down the window and look outside. Ji Zishan didn't stop her, but just asked Guixiang to take care of her daughter and don't just bump into her. When he arrived at the gate of Gao Mansion, Gao Miaomiao, who had been waiting for a long time, went straight to Ji Zishan's car, and then the group headed towards the western suburbs of the capital with great fanfare.

"Manman, do you still remember your aunt?" Gao Miaomiao held Yuxue's cute little girl and said with a gentle expression.

Ji Zishan glanced at her little girl and smiled, "She is tight-lipped and doesn't like talking. She can't even say a few words. I'm afraid she'll disappoint you... How about it, can you eat and sleep at home these days?" Gao Miaomiao was separated from her on the fourth day of the eighth month. It's been half a month since then. Although the two have letters, they hear it as false after hearing it, and seeing it as true. "Don't think about the disgusting things in the past. Anyway, you are not old. Let's spend a quiet life and two years. When you feel calm and calm, we will plan for the future."

Gao Miaomiao smiled slightly and said, "It's pretty good." After leaving the deep courtyard full of depressing aura, she suddenly felt a relaxation she had never felt before, like a bird who had been locked in a cage for a long time, she could finally fly in the sky again.

"Don't just treat me with lies again." Ji Zishan said with suspicion.

Gao Miaomiao replied softly: "I really didn't lie to you this time. I'll tell you that every morning when I woke up, I felt short of breath, nervous and scared, and not afraid of you to joke with you. I was afraid of going to pay my respects to Mrs. Dong. Every time I was watched by her, it seemed like I was stabbed by a needle, and I was always very uncomfortable in my heart..." After getting rid of the identity of Grandma Dong Si, Gao Miaomiao would certainly no longer call herself a daughter-in-law of the Dong family, "but I won't do it now."

"I can go to pay my father peace of mind and I won't feel uncomfortable at all." Gao Miaomiao's eyebrows and eyes curled up.

Ji Zishan thought about it and asked again: "Where is Dong Zhiyuan?"

"He, I really liked him before, and somehow, I just fell in love with him like a demon. Now..." Gao Miaomiao's expression was absent for a moment, "I can't say that I have completely left him behind, but I really don't care as much as before."

Ji Zishan raised her eyebrows slightly: "After leaving you, Dong Zhiyuan has been sick at home. Do you know about this?"

"I know, you helped me with the separation so quickly. After so many days, no one in Beijing will discuss it." Gao Miaomiao lowered her head and saw that the little girl sitting beside her had become confused and seemed to be sleepy and wanted to sleep. So she handed her over to Guixiang and hugged her carefully. She lowered her voice and said softly, "Whether he is really sick or fake illness is good, his own mother takes care of him, so why should I worry about it?"

Ji Zishan nodded and said, "It is best if you think this way. People should be kind to yourself. He is already the past of your life. If you want to look forward more in the future, there must be a real good marriage waiting for you."

"What other good marriage can I have?" Gao Miaomiao sneered, "When I told my father about the relocation, I had already said that I would spend the rest of my life in the villa in the future. My father felt sorry for me and must stay in the mansion. He said that even if I stayed at home until I was lonely and old, my younger brother's descendants would support me. I refused. My father could agree to relocate to relocate, and I had enough wish. How could I drag down the reputation of the Gao family again?"

After hearing this, Ji Zishan frowned slightly and said, "Why are you doing this? I will help you and Li, not to let you escape from the world and escape from the world."

"Fan, I'm very tired, and I will never want to marry someone else again. I can have food and clothing without worries. I'm already very satisfied after living the rest of my life quietly. You helped me this time. I'm really grateful to you from the bottom of my heart. Don't bother me about anything else." Gao Miaomiao lowered his eyes and whispered.

While Ji Zishan and Gao Miaomiao were sitting in a luxurious and comfortable carriage and swaying away from the capital, at this time, the Duke of Zhenguo was losing his temper again in the Dong family. The reason was that the youngest son, who had recovered, actually told her that he was going to write a letter to resign.

The eldest son had done a wrong job before. For the sake of the queen's daughter, although His Majesty had not been punished, he dismissed him from his official position and had no intention of using him. Now, he only has the title of a prince, and his eldest grandson, who was born in the legitimate family, passed away unexpectedly last year. The grandmother of the Duke of Zhenguo put all the hopes of the Dong family on his younger son. If he also left the officialdom and glorified his ancestors, would he rely on those two concubine sons?
Chapter completed!