Chapter 137 The Death of Shen Zhifeng
This time, the meals on the table were specially prepared to Shen Zhifeng's liking. The two of them had a happy meal, then dismissed all the servants and sat there to discuss the matter of marrying a stepmother.
The old lady looked a little worried: "I only have a son like you. In the past, Han Rou couldn't give birth, which delayed you for more than ten years. Now you have to find a good son to raise him. The Duke's palace doesn't even have a legitimate son. How can this be done?"
Well, alas..."
As she said that, she couldn't help but sigh about Yueniang again: "If I had known earlier, it would be better to divorce Han Rou and bring Yueniang in. After all, she has conceived three children for you, but it's a pity that she doesn't have that blessing either.
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Shen Zhifeng frowned slightly, third child?
He only knew that Yueniang gave birth to a son and a daughter to the real Shen Zhifeng. The boy's name was Shen Minglei. Is it possible that there was another child between them?
In order to prevent him from saying the wrong thing, Shen Zhifeng remained silent and looked a little gloomy.
The old lady thought that he was also dissatisfied with this matter, so she spoke even more energetically: "Tell me, why didn't you let Yueniang give birth to that child? He is also a grandson."
It turned out to be an aborted child.
It happened that the people below made a pot of Longjing for Shen Zhifeng. Shen Zhifeng picked up the tea cup, lowered his head and blew the hot air in the cup to cover up the panic in his eyes.
"Let's not talk about the past." Afraid that the old lady would get entangled in this matter, Shen Zhifeng had no choice but to say it calmly.
The old lady nodded and sighed: "Yes, it's all over. It's useless to say more. I'm just worried. If the incense of our Shen family ends with you, how can I have the face to go to Jiuquan to see you?
Dad, besides, have you forgotten what your father said to our mother and father when he was dying?"
Looking at the serious old lady, Shen Zhifeng stumbled and said, "Of course I don't dare to forget."
"Then tell me what he said. See if you have done it now."
The old lady looked at Shen Zhifeng's face seriously, and sweat began to form on his forehead. It was really killing him, how could he know.
He had no choice but to lower his head and say as if he was guilty: "I can't remember clearly."
Hearing this, the old lady's eyes flashed with surprise, and the room suddenly fell into silence, even the sound of breathing was very obvious.
"Have you forgotten? Your father told us at that time that the Shen family is a single generation. We don't expect you to increase the power of the Shen family. As long as you give birth to three or two more fat boys, you will be worthy of him." The old lady
He spoke with a complicated expression, with a look of hatred for steel.
Shen Zhifeng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I think about it, it's my fault. Mother, don't worry, I will marry a stepmother later and let her flourish, so don't worry."
But at this time, the old lady's expression became stern, she stood up suddenly, pointed at him and asked sternly: "You are not my son Shen Zhifeng, who are you!"
Shen Zhifeng trembled all over and his face was stiff: "Mom, what are you talking about? Stop joking. Who can I be if I'm not your son..."
"No, you should remember what your father told you. You were the one who mentioned it last time. That's not what your father said at all." The old lady pointed at him and her fingers trembled, and she was about to rush out and call someone.
Shen Zhifeng saw that it was okay and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
"Someone is coming, someone is coming, woo woo..."
Seeing that the old lady wanted to shout loudly, Shen Zhifeng directly covered her mouth in desperation.
The palms of her hands covered the old lady's nose and mouth. The huge strength made it impossible for her to break free. She kicked Shen Zhifeng in the stomach a few times, but as time passed by, she felt that there was no air in her chest.
I couldn't breathe, and my strength in struggling became weaker.
Just when the old lady thought she would suffocate and die, Shen Zhifeng slowly collapsed to the ground with a painful expression, holding his stomach and convulsing.
"Cough...cough cough..."
The old lady coughed violently and stared at Shen Zhifeng on the ground in horror, taking a few steps away, fearing that he would get up again and try to cover herself to death.
But after Shen Zhifeng lay on the ground and twitched a few times, he started to vomit blood. He stretched out his hand towards the old lady with difficulty, and murmured in pain: "Save...me..."
After a while, he closed his eyes completely and became motionless.
The old lady stepped forward sluggishly and breathed, then she fell to the ground and screamed in shock.
The grandma who was guarding outside heard the shouting inside and asked about the situation. Seeing no one answered, she opened the door and took a look, and was immediately shocked: "Old madam, Mr. Guo, what happened to Mr. Guo?
Go call the doctor quickly!"
Immediately a little maid ran out.
The old lady looked at the corpse in front of her in disbelief. It was impossible, right? She could have killed him by kicking him a few times?
As if remembering something, she quickly raised Shen Zhifeng's left hand and rubbed it vigorously against the birthmark. Sure enough, the color of one of the birthmarks was faded.
He's really not her son, he's just a fake!
What the hell is going on?
The news about Shen Zhifeng's accident suddenly spread throughout the Duke's Mansion. When Shen Qingyun arrived, he saw the nanny beside the old lady pressing Wang Qingrui to her knees on the ground and asking fiercely: "You bitch, why are you still here?"
Please tell me, have you hidden the real Duke?"
"It's unjust. Madam, I have no idea what you are talking about!" Wang Qingrui cried until she was full of tears.
But the old lady naturally wouldn't take this trick and slapped her directly: "Bitch! Who are you showing off if there is no man here? The people in the big kitchen said they saw the maid next to you sneaking around today. Is that right?
It wasn't you who poisoned me!"
Wang Qingrui covered her hot face, with a sad look and angry eyes: "If the food is poisonous, how can you be okay, old lady? The Duke of Guo just said no and he was gone. He died in Yansong Hall, old madam, you shouldn't have given it to me
An explanation?"
Shen Qingyun was stunned, "Shen Zhifeng" is dead?
She quietly asked Pearl beside her: "Didn't you change the medicine Xiaoqiu gave?"
Pearl also frowned: "Miss, Xiaoqiu put the medicine in the soup, and I poured the whole pot of soup, but I didn't have time to tell Aunt Wang."
So it seems that Shen Zhifeng was not poisoned to death by Wang Qingrui.
But at this time, Shen Qingyun could only pretend to be sad and shocked and walked forward: "Grandma, what's going on? What happened to my father?"
When the old lady saw Shen Qingyun coming, her eyes were red: "Qingyun, you are here, your father was killed by this bitch, no, that was not your father!"
"Grandma, Qingyun can't understand what you are talking about."
Chapter completed!