"My wife has been serving in Songhe Garden all night. I am afraid that the old lady will not last until dawn, so I dare not sleep... I was persuaded just now and I am going to have a rest. The master asked for leave and did not go to court. What did he tell us?

Report the news to him immediately."

"Who else is there in Songhe Garden now?"

"No one is here yet, but my relatives will be here in a while, and several married girls and uncles will definitely come today. By the way, the eldest lady will come over later to serve the old lady's meal."

"Stop anyone who comes. Don't let them come to Songhe Garden. Just say it's my order."

The housekeeper took a careful look at Meng Tang and his party and responded in a low voice.

While he was talking, he had already arrived at Songhe Garden. He knocked on the door and went in. The person who opened the door was still Mother Zhao. She was not surprised to see Meng Tang, but was shocked when she looked at Shen Yuning.

But after all, he was an old man who had experienced strong winds and waves, and quickly calmed down.

"Is Chen An here?"

"Here we come." Liu Chang pointed behind him, where Song Yue was holding a napping child.

Mother Zhao's eyes immediately became wet, she nodded repeatedly and invited them in.

"How was grandma last night?"

"It's pretty good. I don't complain about pain anymore, I don't vomit anymore, and I can speak more clearly..." Zhao's mother sighed: "They say the medicine from the imperial doctor is working, but I'm still afraid..."

When you are dying, you are most afraid of coming back to life, and everyone knows it. New

When I opened the curtain in the inner room of Songhe Hall, I was greeted by the strong aroma of medicine. Because there were no windows open, it was a little dark inside.

The table furnishings are all gorgeous and have the connotation of wealth and auspiciousness, but they are also extremely depressing. It is not difficult to see how powerful the owner of this house is.

From the moment Shen Yuning stepped into this courtyard and this room, she felt her legs were a little weak.

She couldn't tell whether it was fear or something else, but she just felt uncomfortable for no reason. It was as if there was something stuck in her throat that wouldn't move up and down, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly.

There was a heavy curtain hanging on the canopy bed in the inner room. Mother Zhao pulled up half of the curtain and called in a low voice to the person on the bed: "Old lady, Chen'an is back, Chen'an is back, old lady."

Liu Chang wanted to hug Chen An, but Song Yue cautiously refused.

Meng Tang took his son from Song Yue's arms. The little guy yawned and opened his eyes a little. He first saw an unfamiliar environment and then a familiar person, so he yawned and hugged Meng Tang with both hands.

Tang's neck lay on his shoulder.

"Daddy..."

"Chen'an," the man patted his back gently a few times: "I came to meet your great-grandmother."

Meng Chenan raised his head, his mouth pursed slightly, with a confused look on his face.

The old lady on the bed made a strange sound and then coughed violently.

Mother Zhao quickly helped the old lady relieve her cough and gave her a few spoonfuls of soup.

He said again: "Old lady, Chen'an is back, your great-grandson! The son born to the third girl, he is back to see you!"

"Jiaojiao..." Old Mrs. Liu finally uttered a complete voice, but her throat was hoarse. Once she heard it, she knew that she was at the end of her strength.

Meng Tang's tone couldn't help but soften a little: "The last time I came here, it wasn't this serious."

"Actually, things haven't been so good since the New Year..." Liu Chang said, "It's just good and bad, and I had to prepare for funerals several times, but my grandmother got through it all, but this time..."

This time it seems that it is really not going to work, and even the imperial doctors are unable to do anything.

"That's hard to say. The old lady has been blessed so much in her life, how could she fall down so easily?"

Liu Chang was about to say something, but was interrupted by the person on the bed: "You... you don't say a few words of sarcasm to me... you feel uncomfortable! Cough cough cough!"

"Old lady..." Mother Zhao helped her up and whispered: "Second Young Master is here with Chen An..."

"Chen An..." Old Mrs. Liu sat on the bed and looked at the crowd with cloudy eyes. In fact, she didn't see clearly, but even so, she also saw Shen Yuning in the crowd at a glance.

She was happy at first, then full of sadness

, seemed to want to cry, but could not shed tears due to serious illness.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly: "Three girls... Jiaojiao... Jiaojiao, you are back..."

Liu Chang wanted to pull Shen Yuning forward, but Bai Yu held him down.

"Miss Shen..." Liu Chang looked pleading.

Shen Yuning nodded and stepped forward slowly.

Seeing that the old man wanted to grab her hand, she also handed it over.

The palm, which was extremely rough due to being covered with wrinkles, held her firmly while holding her tightly.

The old lady called her sweetly one after another. You have been gone for five years, and you are back!

Meng Tang frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Old lady, where has Jiaojiao been in the past five years?"

"Jiaojiao..." the old lady cried out: "Jiaojiao...grandma is sorry for you. Grandma should not have sent you to the Meng family's den in the first place...Jiaojiao still blames grandma..."

Shen Yuning's hands and feet were cold and her body was trembling slightly.

She subconsciously wanted to escape from this dark room, not because she was afraid of anything, but because she wanted to escape, to leave, and to completely separate herself from the people and things here.

She is not Liu Jiaojiao, she is Shen Yuning, why should she endure this?

Before she was about to take her hand out, the old lady suddenly said loudly: "I don't agree with Jiaojiao marrying into the Meng family!"

She almost slapped the bed board and said in a hoarse voice: "Chang'er! Tell your father! I don't agree with Jiaojiao becoming Meng Chaomu's daughter-in-law! That Meng Chaomu is so ambitious! He is not a good minister! If Jiaojiao marries her, the two families will be married. , sooner or later it will bring disaster to the Liu family!"

Meng Tang's pupils suddenly shrank, as if there was an answer that was about to come out, but he couldn't figure it out!

"Second Young Master..." Liu Chang whispered: "Grandma is confused... She thought Jiaojiao and you were not married yet..."

"She is not confused, she has never been a confused person..."

After the old lady cried, she still held Shen Yuning's hand tightly, looked at the person again and again, and suddenly laughed again.

"My dear daughter..."

"Old lady!" Zhao's mother interrupted her hastily and said quickly: "The third lady came back with her son. Do you want to meet your great-grandson?"

"Oh...she gave birth? Have you given a name yet?"

Facing the old lady's eager gaze, Shen Yuning replied hoarsely: "Call Chen An..."

"Four Seasons... Pray for peace and prosperity..." The old lady slowly shook her head and said, "This is not a good name. A man stands in heaven and earth. He should be the pillar of the country and the model of the family. He only seeks safety and self-protection. Losing the blood of a man..."

"I think it's pretty good," Shen Yuning said in a low voice: "The name was given by the parents, and it expresses the parents' vision for their children. I just hope that my children will be safe and peaceful all year round, without illness or disaster. As for the vision of leaving a name in history, I can only Go to the back..."

As the words fell, you could hear a needle drop in the inner room.

Meng Tang couldn't help but step forward and raised his hand to grab her, but finally stopped in mid-air and pulled it back slightly.

His eyes were red and his knuckles tightened, as if he was trying to restrain something.

Shen Yuning took the initiative to speak again: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You have worked hard all your life, so just relax now."

"I'm not at ease...how can I be at ease..."

As the old lady spoke, she looked at her grandson Liu Chang next to her and sighed: "You are my most trustworthy grandson. The future of the Meng family will depend on you alone... In troubled times, what will you do?

Protecting the Meng family depends on your ability...but don't imitate those rebellious ministers and traitors, and remember the Meng family's ancestral teachings! No, don't be a rebellious minister!"

"Yes! My grandson understands!" Liu Chang agreed quickly.

The old lady nodded and forced a smile to herself: "Where is Chen An? Didn't you say that Chen An is here? Let me take a look at the delicate child..."

The little bun had slipped out of his father's arms. He ran to Shen Yuning and grabbed one of her hands. He blinked his big eyes and looked at the person on the bed: "Did you call me? I'm Meng Chenan!"

"Oh... Chen'an..." The old lady forced out a smile: "Five years... it's been a long time..."

You're so old...Your mother has raised you very well..."

"Who are you? Do you know my mother?"

"You want to call me great-grandmother... I brought up your mother. Tell me, do I recognize her..."

The little guy blinked and looked at Shen Yuning with doubt, who nodded.

He then called out with a smile: "Great-grandmother!"

"Hey!" Old Mrs. Liu was happy for a moment, but she couldn't help but choked and coughed. Mother Zhao quickly patted her back to tell her to stop talking, and ordered someone outside to make another soup.

Only then did Shen Yuning get the chance to pull out her hand. After the imperial doctor and attendants rushed in, she quickly retreated to the outside with the little bun in her arms.

Songhe Garden was very busy inside and outside, with people coming in and out.

Liu Chang settled them in the flower hall next door, ordered his servants to bring them breakfast, and then re-entered the inner room to serve them.

Shen Yuning sat in a chair in a daze, feeling panicked and blocked. It was an indescribable feeling.

"Mom, eat some candy cake!" The little bun held a piece of snow-white candy cake and handed it to her, and she took it as if she was coming back to life.

But I have no appetite at all.

"Mother, where are you?"

She looked at the layout of the flower hall. She had never been there before, but she still felt familiar.

Seeing her staring at the guqin under the window, Bai Yu couldn't help but ask while eating steamed buns: "Leader? What are you looking at?"
To be continued...