Cheng Yunshuo at this time.
Getting drunk in a brothel.
The girls from the brothel all gathered around him.
But he didn't let any of them get close and drank alone.
"Master, what's wrong with you? You agreed to take me to the brothel to see me, but in fact you're just here to drink!"
A clear female voice sounded.
"Or are you actually still thinking about that strange woman at home?"
Cheng Yunshuo glanced at her, "You should go back! This is not the place you should stay!"
Next to them, a group of people were shouting, "Aruo, you just have to see it before, go back quickly!"
"After you leave, our main event begins!"
"You didn't understand what your master said!"
Du Ruo blushed and glared at everyone amidst the cheers, "Tch! There's nothing interesting here."
She was driven away, and when she arrived at the door, she saw the servants of the Hou Mansion coming again.
"Help us send a message to our prince that something big has happened in the mansion. Madam, please ask the prince to go back!"
When Du Ruo heard this, he turned to the others and said, "Go away! Send everyone away! My master will not come home until he is drunk tonight, and no one is allowed to disturb him!"
All the people in the Hou Mansion were sent back and were not allowed to come in again.
Not long after these people left, Cheng Yunshuo, who was drinking in the room, suddenly felt his heart stop. He seemed to feel something and stood up suddenly, all he could think about was Xing Dairong.
"Yunshuo, what's wrong with you?"
"If you are really worried, go back and have a look!"
Listening to the words of the people around him, Cheng Yunshuo stopped. He just asked his servants if anyone from their Hou Mansion had come.
When he heard that no, he sat down in panic.
If no one is looking for him, it means nothing is wrong, so be it.
Moreover, what will he do when he goes back?
Do you want him to apologize for Xing Dairong?
It’s impossible.
The most he can do is never give up on her.
He no longer had any feelings for her. He was bored when he looked at her, and upset when he looked at her. He couldn't be with her like before, and he didn't even have anything to say to her.
She didn't understand his work at all, and she didn't care. She couldn't understand his thoughts and interesting things, and every day she just asked him if he had a woman and who the woman beside him was.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yunshuo became annoyed again.
From beginning to end, he and she were actually people from two different worlds.
They were so far apart.
Only the first time we met was the point of intersection. Every day after that, we actually moved further and further away.
He didn't understand Xing Dairong at all, and Xing Dairong didn't understand him either.
When they collided at that moment, they fell madly in love with each other, loved each other to the death, and loved each other intensely and deeply, but in the end, there were thousands of mountains covered with blades between them.
That's the gap between them.
With every step forward, the blades would grind the soles of both of their feet until they were dripping with blood.
It's easy to fall in love, but it's so hard to get along.
Cheng Yunshuo couldn't figure it out. He drank himself crazily and thought about Xing Dairong's bad things, so he suppressed the panic in his heart.
After all, Xing Dairong called him a heartless man and a liar.
Then he is.
So be it.
the next day.
Cheng Yunshuo woke up from his hangover.
He went to the Duwei's Mansion and worked absentmindedly for a day, and only returned to the Marquis' Mansion in the evening.
As soon as he entered the Hou Mansion, he felt something strange.
The servants looked at him with complicated eyes.
He did not return to his yard and hesitated on the way to Yaoguang Pavilion because he was afraid of passing by Yuerong Pavilion and seeing Xing Dairong again.
Afraid that she would go crazy if he saw her, or that he would quarrel with her again.
She was so bored.
He first went to Lu Lingyun's yard.
But as soon as he entered Lu Lingyun's yard, he discovered more differences.
Several nuns were in Lu Lingjun's courtyard.
"Let the legal affairs be held for three days."
"Yes, young lady."
"What ritual?"
Cheng Yunshuo's voice sounded, and he stepped into the room.
When Lu Lingjun saw the haggard-looking Cheng Yunshuo, his eyes were a little more disappointed, "The prince is back."
Just then, the high-pitched cries of children came from the house.
Xiaowei and Xiaoqin hurriedly took out the two children.
These are the twins Xing Dairong gave birth to yesterday, a pair of twins.
What's terrible is that Xing Dairong was still born at full term, but these two children were much smaller than Xiao Bing'an, especially the younger daughter, who was stillborn when she was born yesterday.
Lu Lingjun did not give up and insisted on rescuing the stillborn fetus.
The older son was just as pitifully weak, like a little kitten. He seemed to be unable to survive if he jolted a little too much.
Lu Lingjun watched over the two children for most of the night, barely managing to revive them.
"Slow down, slow down."
Lu Lingjun said carefully and gently, taking the children from left to right and started coaxing them.
Cheng Yunshuo was startled when he saw the two newborn children, and then said with surprise in his eyes, "She gave birth to them."
"Yes, Aunt Xing gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl." Lu Lingjun said with a cold tone.
Cheng Yunshuo's eyes were filled with greater joy than when he saw little Bing'an being born, and he couldn't help but step forward to hold the child.
Lu Lingjun hid, "Your Majesty, please don't hug me. These two children are very weak and we need to take good care of them."
Cheng Yunshuo stopped thinking about holding the child. He stared at the two children closely. As expected, they were as fragile as Kitten, not as good as Bing'an.
"Where's Xing Dairong?"
He finally asked Xing Dairong.
Lu Lingjun raised her head and met his eyes, "Aunt Xing, she's dead."
At this time, the servants also came in to report.
"Madam, the coffin has been prepared overnight."
"Should Aunt Xing's remains be installed or should they remain in the Buddhist hall?"
Cheng Yunshuo was stunned as he listened to the servants' words.
Lu Lingjun looked at him, "Your Majesty, you make up your mind."
She called Cheng Yunshuo several times in succession, but Cheng Yunshuo ignored her. When she called Cheng Yunshuo for the last time, Cheng Yunshuo continued to speak.
"Have a good death!"
He took over and ran away.
"Your Majesty, where are you going?"
Cheng Yunshuo went to the brothel again.
And it lasted three days.
Lu Lingjun asked people to look for him several times at first, but there was no response. Later, when he had no idea, he decided to take care of it himself.
The nuns performed rituals for three days and put Xing Dairong into the coffin. When it was time to close the coffin, Cheng Yunshuo did not come. Cheng Yunshuo still did not come to bury Cheng Yunshuo.
Cheng Yunshuo spent the whole time in the brothel, not even doing errands, completely debauched, and became a prodigal and a heartless man.
Lu Lingjun looked for him lazily. She and her aunts in the mansion went to bury Xing Dairong and sent Xing Dairong's spiritual tablet to the Buddhist hall.
What is surprising is that Qiu Ling, who fought the hardest with Xing Dairong, cried the hardest.
She also buried her with one of her own gold hairpins.
After returning home, he even volunteered to let Xing Dairong go to the Buddhist temple to chant sutras for a month.
Lu Lingjun agreed.
She didn't have much energy to care about other things because she received letters from Mrs. Qin and the old Marquis.
They had gone to the funeral from the Duke of Qin's mansion and would be returning to Beijing soon.
This time, they will also bring a young lady.
