The night is getting darker.
Yun Chu finished reading the last account and raised her eyes to the door, and sure enough, she saw Xie Jingyu walk in.
He was dressed in official clothes, and it was obvious that when he came home after being busy outside, he didn't even have time to change his clothes before he was called over by the old lady, and then he came straight to her.
"Husband came over, it's for He's matter, right?" Yun Chu stood up, "He almost killed a human life, not sending her to the officials is already a mercy from the Xie family, I hope husband will not chill Aunt Tao's heart."
Xie Jingyu face is full of fatigue, he drank a mouthful of fresh tea served by Listening Frost, his voice hoarse: "Ange'er Ping sister and but brother'er is she watched grow up, will she be sold out, I'm worried that it will make the three children's hearts a thorn in the side ..."
Yun Chu snorted, "Isn't husband afraid that the child in Aunt Tao's belly will have a thorn in its heart?"
Xie Jingyu was dumbfounded.
Can an unborn child be compared to Angele?
An Ge'er was his eldest son, and like him when he was a child, he was particularly good at reading, and could be said to be better than blue but better than blue.
How far the Xie family could go in the future depended on An Ge'er.
"How about this." Yun Chu's face reveals a smile, "Since several children are so defensive of He, and husband trusts her so much, let her be Aunt He."
Xie Jingyu's face changed: "I don't have that aspect of my heart for her, ma'am don't joke."
Yun Chou's eyes were dark.
Things have come to this point, the best way to save He is for Xie Jingyu to admit to having a secret affair with He.
But, Xie Jingyu decisively refused to make He an aunt?
Could it be that she wanted to wait for her to die so that He could directly become the head of the family?
But, would a person who wanted to be the mother of the house be willing to serve as a slave before that?
"There's a small temple in the southeast corner of the Xie Mansion, let He cultivate in the temple." Xie Jingyu pinched his brow, "I'll ground her and not allow her to step out of the small temple for three years."
Yun Chou pretended to hesitate for a long time before nodding her head, "Then let's follow what husband said."
From the very beginning, she had no intention of kicking He out of the Xie family.
The only way she could find out what she wanted to know was to put He under her nose and force the dog to jump over the wall.
"Many thanks, ma'am." Xie Jingyu's gaze landed on her, "I can't thank my husband enough for the fact that madam is working so hard for the Xie family."
He took a step forward, stepping in front of Yun Chou and was about to reach out and press down on her shoulders.
Yun Chou suddenly stepped back and avoided his touch.
His mind suddenly drifted back to that day when she desperately tried to wash her hands, and he realized, once again, that she resented him.
So, she could say without any difficulty that he should take He as his aunt.
This realization caused an indescribable emotion to linger in Xie Jingyu's heart.
He withdrew his hand and spoke warmly, "I heard that the Empress is sick and is looking around for a divine doctor to cure her, if there is a chance, I will ask the divine doctor to come and diagnose your pulse to see if the infertility can be cured."
Yunchu lowered her eyes, "I'm probably destined to be childless, husband don't bother with this effort."
Perhaps because Xie Jingyu mentioned children, two children appeared in her dreams that night.
A boy and a girl, both four years old and powdered, surrounded her and kept calling out to her mother, and the happiness spilled out of her dreams.
But the happiness didn't last long when the two children suddenly disappeared.
The white mist enveloping the perimeter turned into a red blood mist.
"Mother, why don't you want us anymore!"
"Mother, I miss you so much, will you come and get us!"
"Mother, it's cold in here ..."
The cries echoed in my ears.
Yunchu's heart was about to break, "Children, where are you, tell mother, where are you ..."
The cries of the two children faded away.
Yunchu snapped her eyes open and sat up straight.
She looked out, it was pitch black, it would be just after midnight.
In the past four years, she had never dreamed of her two dead children, but lately, this was the second time.
In her last life, she lived to be in her thirties, what was there to look at, it was time for her to let go, it was time for her to learn to deal with it, it was time for her to meet her children ...
Yun Chou leaned against the bed and sat withered until dawn.
When Hearing Frost came in lightly, she was startled to see her sitting fully dressed on the edge of the bed, "Ma'am, when did you get up, why didn't you ask the slave girl to come in and serve?"
She was busy brushing Yunchu's hair.
Sitting in front of the mirror, Yun Chu asked in a slow voice, "Where were those two children of mine buried in the beginning?"
Hearing Frost's hand shook and the comb fell to the floor.
She hurriedly picked it up and said softly, "Madam, things are over, you should stop thinking about it, thinking too much hurts your body ..."
"Seeing that Qingming is coming." Yun Chu's lips floated into a smile, "I want to go and meet the children, so they know what mother looks like, and I also want to talk to them ..."
Listening to Frost bowed her head and said, "After the young master and young miss died young, it was the lord who ordered them to be buried, and the exact place where they were buried was unknown to the slave girl."
Yunchu had some hard feelings in her heart.
After the death of her children, it was difficult for her to face, and she was afraid to ask about these aftermaths, and now she doesn't even know where to go if she wants to see her children.
She's such a bad mother.
No wonder kids come to her in their dreams ...
After the aunts finished greeting each other in the morning, Yunchu went directly to Mrs.'s courtyard.
Yuan thought she was here for last night's incident and sighed, "That He has been with Jingyu for some years, Jingyu is also thinking of the old love to keep her in the house, she will be the nun in our Xiefu temple, she can't give birth to anything, so don't take it to heart."
Yunchu said, "Mother, I came here for another matter, four years ago, the two children I gave birth to prematurely, I don't know where they are buried?"
"Why are you asking about what happened four years ago?" Seeing the crimson redness of her eyes, Yuan's voice softened and said, "I heard Jingyu say that the Empress is looking around for a divine doctor to cure women's illnesses, and when that divine doctor enters the capital, Jingyu will think of a way to meet him, and maybe he will be able to cure you of your illnesses ..."
Yun Chu's voice was astringent: "Mother, I just want to see the child who died young."
Yuan sighed, "According to the rules, children who have not reached adulthood are not allowed to be buried in ancestral graves, nor can they erect monuments, too much attention will make it difficult for the child to be reincarnated, so Jingyu let He take the child's remains back to the Xie family's old mansion and find a place to be buried, and if you want to see the child, arrange for two of your subordinates to go and take a walk."
Yunchu grabbed his sleeve.
Her child, surprisingly, was buried by He himself.
The children say in their dreams that it's cold. What are they buried in that makes them feel cold?
Her heart hurt as if it had been churned by a knife.
Self-blame, chagrin, regret ... all sorts of emotions rise up in the heart.
Walking out of Yuan's courtyard, Yun Chu went directly to the front yard and asked people to arrange for a carriage, she had to make a trip back to the Yun family.
The Xie Mansion was in the south of the city, while the Yun Mansion was in a prime location close to the Imperial City, and because it was separated by half of the capital, Yun Chou didn't come back very often.
And in her last life because she killed more than a hundred people up and down the cloud house, reborn back, she was ashamed of her family, and has never thought of coming back ...