Wang Youtong naturally noticed Sima Yunxue's departure and responded: "Sister-in-law is leaving first."
"Why did you just leave?"
"Why are you leaving? Of course you are unhappy. Who wants their daughter to be roasted on the fire? Zhong Qing, Mrs. Wang has made it clear, why did you still vote for me?"
"Of course I think about the entire royal family."
"It's ridiculous. When a daughter becomes the head of the family, others think that my royal family has no talents. Anyway, I can't keep my face."
"There were empresses in the past as an example. A woman can be the master of a country, so why can't she be the master of the family?"
"Zhongqing, you are so arrogant, can this be the same?"
Wang Youtong saw that everyone was holding on to their own opinions, and it was difficult to argue and come up with a reason, so he interrupted: "Elders, don't argue anymore. According to the usual practice, the election will be held again after seven days, so I have to retire."
"Right pass!"
An elder called out, but Wang Youtong hurried away without looking back, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.
If it weren't for Wan Zhi who he loves like a daughter, huh!
Quickly catching up with Sima Yunxue, "Sister-in-law."
Sima Yunxue said calmly: "I have done what I should do. I don't want to get involved in this matter anymore. I will go to the mausoleum first to clean up and save them from harassing me. You can figure out a way to solve other things by yourself.
"
Sima Yunxue informed her of her hiding place, hoping that Wang Youtong could find her if something happened.
Wang Youtong clearly understood what Sima Yunxue meant. It seemed that Sima Yunxue was on the same page with him on this matter.
This was enough. He was afraid that Sima Yunxue would contradict him, so he said calmly: "Don't bother you, I will take care of it."
He just didn't want to use any means. Since the result was this, he had to use some force.
Sure enough, as soon as Sima Yunxue got on the carriage, the elders chased her out one after another.
Those who support Wang Wanzhi hope to persuade Sima Yunxue to let Wang Wanzhi stand up.
Those who support Wang Youtong hope that Sima Yunxue will show great justice to other elders.
However, Sima Yunxue drove away in a carriage.
Afterwards, several elders took carriages to Wanyuan one after another, but they came to nothing.
It turned out that Sima Yunxue asked the groom to drive directly to Purple Mountain.
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Wangjialing Palace is located halfway up the Zijin Mountains. It is the place where the Wang family enshrines the spiritual tablets of their ancestors.
During Wangjia Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Double Ninth Festival and other festivals, large-scale sacrificial activities will be held in the mausoleum.
The mausoleum covers a large area and has a large courtyard on the right side, which can be used for family members and slaves to stay during sacrificial activities.
The carriage drove to the dismounting pavilion halfway up the mountain. Without any instructions, the coachman took the initiative to rein in the horse and stopped: "Madam, the dismounting pavilion has arrived."
Anyone who arrives at the dismounting pavilion must dismount from his horse and walk instead. Mrs. Wang has a distinguished status, but she cannot be an exception. This is a rule set by the ancestors of the Wang family.
Sima Yunxue got off the carriage, dressed in plain white clothes, with no beads or hairpin on her head, only a white flower on her head, and no makeup on her face.
Delicate and elegant, although the person is as pale as a chrysanthemum, it still cannot hide its beauty. When you look at it, the color of the world is like dust.
The two maidservants accompanied her, one on the left and the other on the right. Although they were also beautiful, they immediately dimmed compared to Sima Yunxue's transcendent and breathtaking beauty.
The two black-clad guards came quickly. They were still dressed in black military uniforms. The only difference was that there was a circle of white cloth wrapped around their left arms, which was very bright under the black uniforms.
The two black-clad guards bowed and saluted: "Madam."
Sima Yunxue raised her sleeves and waved lightly, cherishing the words like gold, and stepped onto the hundreds of steps.
For some unknown reason, the two guards in black clothes actually chose to fly away.
After walking up the hundreds of stone steps, we arrived at the spacious White Stone Square in front of the mausoleum, and were greeted by a middle-aged man walking quickly.
"Madam, my subordinate is Sun Shaochang, the commander of the armed guards."
Because Mrs. Wang was in a special situation and was not familiar with members of the Wang family, Sun Shaochang introduced himself and at the same time raised his head to let Mrs. Wang know him.
The moment he raised his eyes, he faced Mrs. Wang's stunning beauty. His expression suddenly froze, and his heart felt like an empty mountain pouring spiritual rain, a kind of dense fragrance wrapped in the soul after being washed.
Something happened during this stay.
Mrs. Wang's expression was cold, her mouth was slightly open, and a clear voice without any impurities floated out: "Does it look good?"
Sun Shaochang calmed down and immediately lowered his head: "Madam, please forgive me!"
Sun Shaochang's status in the Wang family was unmatched. He was used to seeing beauties at this age, but he had never seen a woman who made him feel so stunning and shocking at the first sight.
For a moment just now, he was so captivated by Mrs. Wang's beauty that he forgot about everything.
The most beautiful woman in the world is not just named because of her stunning beauty. This heart-string trembling makes it impossible for anyone to have any objection to being the number one.
Mrs. Wang said coldly: "If it looks good, take a look at it more, lest you don't have a chance to look at it in the future."
Sun Shaochang's back felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Mrs. Wang's red lips: "Are you scared?"
Sun Shaochang's forehead was dripping with sweat: "Madam, please punish me!"
Mrs. Wang took out a piece of white gauze from her body and covered her face, leaving only two eyes exposed. If you all thank me, I won't have to cover my face every day.
As everyone knows, Xiefu can't stand it either, and little Xiefu can't stand it even more, but he's just got used to it.
Hard as hell, with a calm expression on his face.
The request was cold: "Next time, you can dig out your eyeballs yourself."
Xiuyun and Xiuling, who were standing behind Mrs. Wang, were secretly speechless when they heard this. If Mrs. Wang didn't cover their faces, all the men in the Wang family would become blind.
Sun Shaochang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and responded loudly: "Yes!"
Mrs. Wang's tone became calmer: "My whereabouts here are not allowed to be leaked to anyone. Anyone who dares to leak it will be killed!"
"yes!"
"Xiuyun, Xiuling, let's go."
The two women responded sweetly: "Yes, madam."
Wang Youtong arranged for a group of maids from Duanxuan Garden to come to Wanyuan.
Mrs. Wang selected Xiuyun, who was the most ingenious, and Xiuling stayed with her.
Mrs. Wang's eyesight is naturally not bad, and the most important thing is that the identities and backgrounds of these two maids are innocent.
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Wang Wanyi, dressed in white mourning clothes, knelt in the Xiaotang and silently recited the Sutra of Filial Piety for her deceased father, in order to repay the kindness of giving birth.
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There is no need to stay in Xiaotang at other times.
However, no entertainment is allowed, no drinking, no wearing of bright clothes, no going out, no seeing outsiders.
All in all, everything is kept simple.
Under various restrictions, there is nothing else to do except study quietly.
Time is the best medicine. Although it cannot completely heal the pain, it can make people forget the grief.
This period is also a process of cleaning up your mood, looking at yourself, regaining your life, and looking forward to life.
Even though the dead are already alive, this is still the ultimate goal.
After Mrs. Wang settled down in a courtyard on the right side of the palace mausoleum, she came to the Xiaotang Hall alone, stood at the door, and quietly looked at Wang Wanzhi, who was kneeling on the ground solemnly and piously, without making a sound to disturb her.
I haven't seen her for a few days. Judging from her body shape, Wanzhi seems to have gained a lot of flesh, slowly revealing the plump and plump aura of a woman.
This can already prove that Wanzhi's terminal illness has been cured. Wanzhi has always been thin and thin.
Wanzhi's terminal illness worried her and her sister, and also worried Wang Zuoda. Even the Wen Ting Wen Sage of Lingshan could only teach the mantra, barely keeping Wanzhi alive.
This problem that has been bothering me for more than 20 years was unexpectedly solved easily by a man.
Is this destiny? Some things cannot be changed no matter how hard you try, only the appearance of the only person can save you.
Who will save my life?
She and her sister have twins, both of whom are terminally ill.
Three miserable women.
Can Xie Fu save me?
Sima Yunxue's face turned red as she thought about it, how could it be possible!
That's it...just die.
Wanzhi, I have done my duty. It’s time for someone else to take care of you. He is not bad and can take care of you.
Sima Yunxue naturally recalled every moment of her time with Fu Xie in the courtyard...
Wang Wanzhi stood up, and as soon as she turned around, she saw her mother and exclaimed happily: "Mother."
Sima Yunxue came back to her senses, smiled under the white gauze, and looked at her daughter who looked pretty good with her beautiful eyes.
Wang Wanzhi walked over quickly, and the four Rouyi came together.
Sima Yunxue touched Wang Wanzhi's smooth and fleshy hands, and touched her delicate and smooth face with a doting look on her face, which was no longer thin, and said with a smile: "It's so beautiful that I can't even recognize it. Is this my Wanzhi?"
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Hearing her mother's teasing words, Wang Wanzhi's face turned red, and the blush on her cheeks made her look even more charming, "Mother, when did you come?"
"I just arrived and settled down. I knew you were in Xiaotang, so I came over to take a look."
"Mom, don't worry, Wanzhi is fine."
Sima Yunxue nodded and said calmly: "Here, you don't have to be too bound by etiquette. You need to laugh when you should, have fun when you should, just keep your filial piety in your heart, and get out of the haze as soon as possible."
Wang Wanzhi was surprised when he heard this. Then he looked at his mother's eyes, which showed no sadness at all. Is this the look that a lady whose husband should have had should have?
It would be understandable to say that my mother has an optimistic attitude and has emerged from the gloom.
However, while my father was in mourning, my mother looked solemn but did not shed a single tear.
At this time, she couldn't help but suspect that her mother was a heartless woman, but she vaguely remembered the scene in her childhood when her mother and father were in love.
She knew that her mother was also suffering from a terminal illness. After the mother and daughter met that day, she realized the mysterious reason why her mother had been sleeping for a long time in order to save a glimmer of life.
Could it be that during these fourteen years of long sleep, my mother's body and mind had changed.
Fourteen years has been too long, and Wang Wanzhi can no longer tell whether her mother has changed or not.
From these days of getting along with each other, Wang Wanzhi can still feel her mother's tenderness, love and consideration for her in everything.
Suddenly he blurted out his doubts: "Mom, don't you love your father?"
Sima Yunxue was surprised when she heard this, "Why do you ask that?"
Wang Wanzhi asked accusingly: "My father passed away, but my mother didn't shed a single tear."
Sima Yunxue asked calmly: "Have you ever seen me shed tears?"
Wang Wanzhi thought about it carefully and found that it had never happened before. She still remembered that when she got sick, she was in excruciating pain. If it had been another mother, she would have cried so hard that her eyes were full of tears.
But my mother stayed by my side with a smile and comforted me softly.
Whenever she sees her mother like this, she doesn't feel uncomfortable anymore.
"The child is guilty and should not doubt his mother."
