Wishing You Eternal Happiness Chapter 1: ：Nightmare

At the beginning of the first month of the first year, a thick layer of snow fell in the yard.

Anshou Hall in the North Courtyard of Jingzhao Yufu.

The house was burning with earth dragons, and it was warm. Mrs. Yu, who was over fifty years old, was wearing a ginger-yellow longevity pattern jacket. She closed her eyes and leaned on the big pillow. Because she had been worshiping Buddha all year round, she had a string of red sandalwood wrapped around her wrist. Wooden Qibao Buddhist beads.

"Old Madam, the Bigeng porridge is light and easy to digest. You may as well take a few bites." Seeing that the porridge and vegetables placed on the ebony Eight Immortals table had not been touched, Grandma Liu comforted her.

Ouch Mrs. Yu said: "Thinking that my Yaoyao is still suffering in the Buddhist hall, how can I still eat?"

Mama Liu didn’t know how to persuade her.

The old lady is partial to the eldest lady. She usually eats half a bowl of rice when she sees the eldest lady. Only half an hour after the eldest lady was sent to the Buddhist hall, the old lady feels uneasy.

When mentioning her granddaughter, Mrs. Yu sighed: "Oh, Yaoyao lost her mother when she was a child, and her father loves her stepmother's sick son. As a grandmother, I usually indulge her a little bit." , tell me, am I wrong?"

Mother Liu took the beauty cup and helped her beat her legs: "This is a strong statement. The eldest lady is nine years old and has the nature of a child. It is common for sisters to bump into each other. Maybe it's not You pushed the third lady carefully, and it wasn’t intentional. You trained her and punished her, so the third lady is fine. As a stepmother, it’s possible that the eldest lady can still argue with her stepdaughter. The eldest lady is still young. It’s not too late to teach slowly in the future.”

How could she not understand the old lady's mood.

When the eldest daughter was not even a month old, her own mother passed away, and she followed her stepmother in. The old lady took pity on her eldest granddaughter, so she kept the eldest daughter by her side, the pain was as big as eyeballs.

If it hadn't been for this time, the eldest lady accidentally pushed the third lady to the ground, which frightened the third lady, who was already in poor health. She had a high fever for two days in a row and almost died. The old lady would not have been able to harden her heart. , punishing the eldest lady to kneel in the Buddhist hall.

"You can understand it better." Madam Yu felt better and had an appetite. She stood up holding Granny Liu's arm and walked to the Eight Immortals table to sit down.

Mama Liu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that after the old lady finished her meal, she would go to the Buddhist hall to pick up the eldest lady.

Mrs. Yu had just finished a small bowl of green stem porridge when hurried footsteps came from outside the door: "Old madam, the eldest lady has fainted in the Buddhist hall."

When Mrs. Yu heard this, she felt dizzy and suddenly stood up from the stool: "My Yaoyao, hurry up, help me go and take a look at Yaoyao..."

The Anshou Hall was in chaos.

The entire Yu Mansion was also in a state of uproar.

Old Mrs. Yu was sitting in front of the bed, looking at her granddaughter's tiny little figure lying on the bed. Her formerly pink face was as white as a piece of paper, and she kept talking. Said nonsense words: "No, it hurts, Yaoyao hurts so much, I'm afraid, grandma, grandma, save Yaoyao..."

Yu Youyao, the eldest daughter of the Yu Mansion, has been in a coma all day. In the evening, she developed a high fever again. Her body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot.

Doctor after doctor was invited, and they all said that Yu Youyao was frightened and possessed.

The doctor prescribed soothing soup, calming soup, and antipyretic medicine, which were brought into the room bowl after bowl, and bowl after bowl was poured into Yu Youyao's mouth while pinching her nose, but they were of no use.

The little person Qu Fu was lying on the bed, curling up into a ball, covering her chest with both hands, clutching the front of her clothes tightly, crying out for coldness and pain, not knowing where the pain was. , but it made Mrs. Yu very distressed.

Old Madam Yu twisted the beads with one hand and held the handkerchief with the other to wipe her tears: "My life has been miserable. I lost my mother when I was a child. As a grandmother, I have another old bone to let my good wife." My granddaughter has suffered a terrible crime. If Yaoyao is not good, I, an old woman, will also forget it."

The expressions of the people guarding the room froze. The old lady's words were clearly slanderous, and she really took things too seriously.

In her eyes, only Yu Youyao is her biological granddaughter, and the others are just grass on the roadside.

I was thinking this, but no one present dared to say a word and quickly spoke out to comfort me.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Yaoyaoji has his own destiny, and he will be fine in a while."

"Grandma, you are old, so you have to take good care of yourself."

"Old madam, the eldest lady is still sick, you can't say these unlucky words."

"..."

Yu Youyao heard the voices in the room in confusion, but she was trapped in a terrible nightmare.

In the dream, the grown-up Yu Youyao was lying on a cold bed, tightening the old and moldy thin quilt around her body, shivering with cold.

There was some itching in her throat. She opened her mouth and coughed, and air-conditioning rushed in.

"Cough cough cough——" A heartbreaking cough made Yu Youyao feel a dull pain in her heart. She covered her mouth tightly, and dark red blood overflowed from between her fingers.

"Chunxiao...cough..." Yu Youyao called the maid serving beside her.

With a "squeak" sound, someone pushed the door open and came in.

Yu Youyao thought it was Chunxiao who had returned, so she looked up and saw a young man wearing a sapphire blue straight gown and a crane-patterned cloak standing at the door~IndoMTL.com~ looking at her indifferently.

He has a tall and slender figure and a handsome appearance, and his shabby little courtyard cannot conceal his magnificence and elegance.

Zhen Guohou Song Mingzhao——

Her husband!

Song Mingzhao walked to the bed and looked at her condescendingly, with indifference in his eyes: "Yu Youyao."

Swallowing the cough in her throat, Yu Youyao moved her lips, wanting to open her mouth to curse, but when she touched the man's indifferent expression, she suddenly realized——

Abuse is in vain.

Song Mingzhao gently tucked Yu Youyao into bed: "Jiajia has been in a coma for five days and hasn't woken up yet. Your hard work has no effect on her."

When she first heard the news, Yu Youyao was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed so hard that she burst into tears. Her hoarse voice seemed to have been worn by sand, with a harsh and sharp tone. .

"Hahaha cough...cough..." The laughter was mixed with coughing, as if he was going crazy: "Yu Jianjia is finally going to die, haha, she was meant to die..."

When she was fourteen years old, her grandmother, who loved her most, died of illness.

At that time, Song Mingzhao, who was still the crown prince, was already nineteen years old. The Marquis of Zhenguo was worried that her three-year mourning would delay the birth of an heir, so he proposed to his father Yu Zongzheng that the marriage should be completed within a hundred days of the funeral.

Married daughters only need to observe mourning for one year. Although this proposal is a bit hasty, it is also in line with etiquette.

Father agreed!

She had a filial piety, and it was not easy for her to arrange her marriage in a big way. The Zhenguo Marquis Mansion was both low-key and careless, and took her into the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion with eight sedans, and paid her a hasty bow.

She became the wife of the Prince of Zhenguo, making others envious.

Because she was not old enough to have haircuts and was pregnant with filial piety, it was not suitable to consummate the marriage, so she and Song Mingzhao lived in separate rooms.

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