The maids choked up their voices and shook their heads quickly. They couldn't wait to blurt out.

"Hey, it's not that something happened, but that the eldest young master is back."

"The eldest son is not dead. We just saw him enter the mansion with our own eyes."

"He was still holding the young lady in his arms at that time."

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that the eldest son has a shadow. He is not a ghost... he is alive."

"Mother Yan, the eldest young master is really not dead."

Grandma Yan was completely stunned. Her mind went blank and she stared at these maids and boys in disbelief.

She couldn't believe what they said.

She frowned and scolded with some displeasure: "Madam is not in good health, so don't make fun of the eldest son..."

The maids and servants were so anxious that sweat broke out on their foreheads: "Aunt Yan, we are not joking. What we said is true. The eldest young master is really back."

"You should inform Madam immediately and let her go and have a look."

There was a snap and the sound of a porcelain bowl being smashed was heard in the room.

Nanny Yan's heart trembled slightly. Before she could turn around and check inside the house, she saw Ms. Liu running out of the house with staggering steps.

Aunt Yan quickly stepped forward and held her arm.

"Madam, don't get too excited and pay attention to your body."

Mrs. Liu held Nanny Yan's hand tightly: "Nanny Yan, what did they say? They said that my Shen'er is not dead and that my Shen'er is back, right?"

Before Nanny Yan could answer, the maids and servants all knelt down on the ground in excitement.

Their voices were all trembling: "Madam, the eldest young master is really back. He is not dead. He is at the young madam's place now. You should hurry over and take a look..."

"Our General's Mansion has finally come to an end after all the hardships. The eldest son is not dead, and the weather will finally clear up in the General's Mansion."

Mrs. Liu's knees softened and she almost fell to the ground.

Aunt Yan held her arm hard.

Mrs. Liu's eyes were red and she asked the servants to get up.

With a choked voice, she looked at Aunt Yan: "Help...help me go over and have a look."

Aunt Yan sobbed, raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, and nodded quickly in response: "Hey, I will help my wife to see the eldest son."

"Madam, please control your breathing and don't get too excited."

Mrs. Liu let out a breath, grabbed Nanny Yan's hand tightly, and, surrounded by everyone, walked towards the inner courtyard with full of anxiety.

Along the way, she walked extremely slowly, and her palms were almost covered with sweat.

She was afraid that this was all a dream of hers.

She didn't even dare to walk too loudly. She was afraid that if her voice was too loud or her steps were too fast, she might accidentally wake up.

She only felt that she had walked on this road for a long time.

She had never felt that time was so long and painful.

Approaching the inner courtyard, Mrs. Liu suddenly stopped and did not dare to take another step forward.

As soon as she stopped, the others also stopped.

Aunt Yan looked at Mrs. Liu in surprise: "Madam... what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Liu's body was trembling uncontrollably.

She looked at Aunt Yan with a pale face: "Aunt Yan, tell me, this is not a dream, right?"

"My Shen'er, he is really alive, he is really back, right?"

Nanny Yan's nose felt sour, and she could no longer control her tears, falling from the corners of her eyes.

"Madam, this is not a dream, the eldest young master is really back."

While she was comforting him, she suddenly felt a figure walking quickly from a short distance away. When she suddenly looked up, she was completely stunned.

"Eldest...eldest young master? Are you really not dead?"

The slaves around him knelt on the ground one after another, raised their sleeves and covered their faces with excitement and choked.

Yun Shen did not respond to Nanny Yan. His eyes just fell firmly on Mrs. Liu. His originally indifferent eyes finally became a little moved when he saw Mrs. Liu.

He clenched his fists, lifted up his robe, and knelt down in front of Ms. Liu.

"Mother...the son is back!"

Mrs. Liu's waist suddenly became rickets.

She just stared blankly at the man kneeling in front of her.

Crystal tears kept swirling in her eyes... She shook her arms, slowly raised them, and touched Yun Shen's face.

The skin of the tentacles is warm and soft.

This touch is so real.

All this seems not to be a dream.

Her Shen'er is really not dead, is he really back alive?

Mrs. Liu opened her mouth to say something, but all the sounds she came out turned into choked sobs...

Before the words were spoken, tears were already flowing.

The bitter tears ran down his cheeks and fell on Yun Shen's shoulders.

The emotions in Liu's chest were surging like huge waves.

She couldn't help it any longer and leaned over to hug Yun Shen tightly: "My son. My Shen'er..."

This earth-shattering cry infected everyone present. There was a roar of crying all around, and Grandma Yan also knelt on the ground, holding the handkerchief, and kept wiping her tears.

Yun Shen's eyes turned red.

When he looked at his mother, who was as thin as an old woman in her sixties or seventies, he felt heartbroken.

His mother was only in her forties and had not been seen for just a few months. How could she have aged so much?

His face was full of wrinkles, sunken eye sockets, and his head full of white hair.

Mother, how could she be wasted like this?

Yun Shen's voice was hoarse and he murmured in a low voice: "Mother, mother, my son is back. Don't cry, don't cry, okay?"

He grabbed his sleeves and wiped Mrs. Liu's tears with shaking hands.

However, the more he cried, the more tears he shed.

He was so distressed that he almost suffocated.

Mrs. Liu looked at Yun Shen with tearful eyes... She kept stroking Yun Shen's cheek with her hands, and she kept calling his name.

"Shen'er, my Shen'er."

No one knows how her heart was bleeding when she saw that Shen'er was buried with only that set of clothes in her coffin.

Shen'er is her eldest son, the first child between her and Yun Fuqing.

She poured almost all her love and hope into her eldest son.

The loss of her eldest son was like a piece of flesh being cut out of her heart.

No one can understand that kind of pain.

Mrs. Liu was crying, and she couldn't help but feel a sweet taste in her throat. Her expression changed...she quickly pushed Yun Shen away and turned away.

A mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.

Aunt Yan's expression changed, and she quickly kneeled in front of Mrs. Liu.

"Madam, don't be too excited. You should be careful with your body. Divine Doctor Lu has said that your illness will make you happy and miserable..."

Before she could finish her words, another mouthful of blood spit out from Liu's mouth.

Then Mrs. Liu's vision went dark, she couldn't breathe, and she passed out.
Chapter completed!