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The night wind blew with a chill, and the leaves, unable to withstand the wind, slowly fell down in silence.

Lights were on in the ancestral hall of the marquis's mansion. None of the three kneeling father and son spoke a word, and no one knew what they were thinking.

After about half an hour, Tang Gang's legs became stiff from kneeling, and his head felt a little dizzy. When he moved, he saw Tang Mo, whose face was red and his forehead was sweating, and asked casually, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Tang Mo looked up, not daring to say that he was wearing too many clothes, and only said that the room was a little hot.

Seeing that he was abnormally hot, Tang Gang turned his head and looked at Tang Rong who looked normal, and said nothing more. The father and his two sons continued to kneel, the candlelight flickered, and occasionally sparks exploded with a "pop", and then peace returned to the original state.

As time passed, Tang Mo felt hotter and hotter. Sweat began to appear on his forehead and his vest was already soaked with sweat. He was closest to the charcoal brazier and felt the strongest fire. At this moment, he felt dry mouth and difficulty breathing. He wondered if his ancestors wanted to punish him because he was not kneeling sincerely, otherwise why did he feel his back was burning?

Tang Gang's complexion wasn't too good either, and his breathing wasn't as smooth as at the beginning. Even Tang Rong was breathing heavily, but he wasn't wearing much so he wasn't sweating.

Tang Gang turned his head and glanced at Tang Mo again. He saw that he was indeed a little embarrassed. He also thought that he had done his best today. "If you feel uncomfortable, go back first. Your grandfather won't blame you."

Tang Mo didn't expect such a good thing to happen, and hurriedly pretended to be weak, "My son does have some breathing difficulties, why don't father and elder brother go back and rest early? We still have to go on duty tomorrow, and elder brother has just recovered from a serious illness. Didn't the palace doctor say that father should rest more as well? Grandfather would be distressed if he got hurt from kneeling."

"Well, your brother and I will kneel for a while, then go back."

"Yes, my son went down first."

He kowtowed and got up, deliberately taking a few deep breaths, and slowly left the ancestral hall. Then he quickly returned to Qiushi Courtyard. When he entered the house, Xin An was startled. He looked up and saw him taking off his clothes. "You're back so soon?"

It’s not midnight yet.

"Don't mention it, you are wrong. The old man came prepared. He had two large charcoal pots burning, so the room wasn't cold at all. I was sweating from wearing so many clothes, and the old man thought I was sick."

"Is there any hot water? I'll take a shower."

After saying that, he stood by the table and drank some water. After drinking half a pot of water, he felt a lot better.

After a lot of trouble, Tang Mo finally lay down on the bed and made a comfortable sound, "The old man is always thinking about it. He wants to kneel in the ancestral hall but is afraid of the cold. He is not sincere at all."

"The charcoal fire was burning brightly. I was closest to the brazier. Not only was it hot, but I also felt a little dizzy. I felt better after going out to get some fresh air. Oh, I still feel a little nauseous now."

Xin An turned his head and asked, "Burning two charcoal pots without opening the window?"

"What kind of window should be opened in the ancestral hall?"

Tang Mo froze as soon as he finished speaking, and then said in shock, "Could it be charcoal poisoning?"

Many people burn charcoal in winter. Ordinary people are lucky enough because their houses always have some leaks, so no accidents happen. However, the houses of dignitaries are well built, so charcoal poisoning is not uncommon. For two years, all the concubines in the palace were poisoned, and a little prince died.

The ancestral hall of the marquis's mansion was not particularly large and grand, and the windows were never opened all year round. Tonight, when the father and his two sons knelt down to enter, the door was still tightly closed.

"broken."

Tang Mo climbed up, grabbed his clothes and put them on. "I felt hot all over and thought it was because I was wearing too many clothes. I felt dry mouth and thought it was because I was too hot. This is the symptom of charcoal poisoning."

"It's been more than half an hour. I hope the old man is not going to be able to do it anymore."

What's the point of all this trouble every day?

When Tang Mo arrived, Tang Gang was just about to go back. He stood up and stumbled, then fell down magnificently. Tang Rong tried to help him, but lost consciousness after a moment of dizziness.

"Father."

Tang Mo opened the door and let the cold wind from outside blow in. Lai Lai was holding a small stone mortar with a white radish in it in his arms. He squatted down and started making radish juice on the spot.

At this time, Liu Chang also came with the court doctor. As soon as he smelled the strong smell of charcoal, he knew it was charcoal poisoning. He first fed the two people water, and then gave them radish juice with radish flesh. Tang Gang, who had a spicy mouth, finally felt better.

Tang Rong also woke up, feeling speechless and not wanting to say a single word.

"Please take two more deep breaths to clear the turbid air in your lungs. Fortunately, the Second Young Master discovered it in time, so it will be fine after a good night's sleep."

Tang Gang did as he was told, and indeed he felt much clearer. He felt a little scared, but when he realized that Tang Mo had reacted in time, he showed appreciation in his eyes, "Thanks to your alertness."

"I hope my father and elder brother are okay."

In fact, Tang Mo was delayed for a while on the way here. It was not intentional. He was just struggling over whether he should pretend to know nothing. If both of them died at the same time, wouldn’t the title go to him?

If you miss this God-given opportunity, you will never get a second chance.

But in the end, this thought failed to overcome his conscience, and he couldn't be so cold-blooded, so he came anyway.

Qing Mo helped Tang Rong back to Chunhua Courtyard. Tao Yiran was sleeping soundly at that moment, not knowing what had happened at all. Tang Rong just sat on the edge of the bed and wanted to think carefully about what to do next. However, he didn't know if it was because of the poisoning, his mind was not only dizzy but also messy. He could only lie down and sleep.

Thinking about what had just happened again, his brows furrowed even more. He was dragged to kneel in the ancestral hall for no reason, and was inexplicably poisoned by charcoal fire. In the end, he owed Tang Mo a favor. This was a life-saving favor. From now on, whenever Tang Mo did something, he would have a reason to refute it.

When I think of this, I feel suffocated and can’t sleep!

Tang Mo personally sent Tang Gang away. Wang, who got the news, prepared warm water. "Amitabha, luckily the second kid found it quickly, otherwise I wouldn't dare to think about it. The windows of the ancestral hall are not opened all year round. There are incense and charcoal fire. Even if you are not poisoned, you will feel shortness of breath."

Tang Gang took a deep breath, saying that it was the blessing of his ancestors, and looked up at Tang Mo, "You should go and rest too."

"Yes, my son has withdrawn."

Tang Mo turned and left. The night wind was a little chilly. He couldn't tell what he felt at the moment. He didn't talk about the conflict in his heart until he went back to bed. Xin An yawned, "We want revenge, we don't want the two people next door to have an easy life, but if we become like them, cold-blooded and heartless, then what's the difference between us and them before?"

"Tao Yiran is pregnant, and I wondered if I should get rid of her quietly. But just thinking about it made me shudder, thinking that I still wouldn't be able to accomplish anything great."

Tang Mo was curious, "So what did you think in the end, letting her give birth to the baby?"

"why not?"

Xin An opened his eyes and said, "I really want to know if the one I gave birth to is the one from my previous life. If that's true..."

If that bastard dared to land, she would make him regret coming to this world.

"Give birth and then kill it?"

Xin An rolled her eyes at her. "How could a kind-hearted person like me think about such a thing? The biological father is the best at sending his son to die. Why should I interfere?"

Tang Mo raised an eyebrow, thinking that this woman was going to let go of the deep hatred from her previous life and become a saint, but he didn't expect her methods to be even more vicious.