Marry a concubine? Reborn to move out of the mansion and marry a general

When Gu Feiwan and Ning Weizhou arrived at the funeral hall, they saw Ning Beian kneeling in front of the coffin, his eyes swollen and his voice hoarse.

The Duke of Zhenguo was sitting on the side, talking quietly with a few elders. When they saw Prince Rong coming out, they all stood up.

Unfortunately, Prince Rong was used to being unruly. He nodded from a distance, said a few words to Ning Weizhou and Gu Feiwan, and quickly left the house.

Madam Ning and Chen Sufen were busy with the arrangements and looked much more haggard.

Fortunately, although the two sons of the eldest wife were dull on weekdays, they were very reliable at this time.

He was very polite in greeting and seeing off guests, and even though he had a lot of blisters on his lips, he was still busy and methodical, and never complained of being tired.

"You go and take a rest. Feiwan and I will take over here." Ning Weizhou squatted down, picked up a string of paper money and threw it into the brazier.

Ning Beian tried hard to keep his eyes open, but with all his strength he could only create a tiny gap. Ning Weizhou's figure looked particularly hazy in this tiny gap.

But Ning Beian still nodded with satisfaction, and squeezed out a few words with a very hoarse voice:

"You...Grandmother...are happy..."

Ning Weizhou frowned, but when he saw Ning Beian's swollen body like a pig's head, he swallowed his harsh words:

"Go and rest quickly. There are still three days left. How can you entertain guests like this?"

Ning Beian shook his head vigorously: "I... am here to take care of my mother..."

Ning Weizhou had already used up all his patience after talking to him for a few words, so how could he be willing to listen to his pretentiousness?

"Take him away!" Ning Weizhou waved his hand: "If he can't sleep, just knock him out!"

Two soldiers came in at the door, dragged Ning Bei'an and walked out.

Looking at the situation, those who know would say that he was allowed to rest, but those who don’t would think that he was going to be dragged out and beheaded!

Ever since Ning Weizhou came in, the Duke of Zhenguo has never taken his eyes off this grandson who didn't acknowledge him.

Seeing this, he nodded heavily: "I used to be so stylish and decisive!"

The elder on the side grinned, but then he realized that the occasion was not right, and immediately covered his mouth:

"Don't mention your past. When you were as old as Xiaozhou, your father beat you so hard that you couldn't get out of bed!"

The Duke of Zhenguo glared and said, "What's so shameful about being beaten by me? It's only natural for me to beat my son!"

"Hehe, then why doesn't your Nan Shun dare to hit Xiao Zhou? Even you, I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to say a harsh word, right?"

"You know nothing!" The Duke of Zhenguo frowned: "This is called kindness!"

Mrs. Ning was relieved to see her husband being dragged out like a dog.

Ning Nanshun has been crying since Madam Ning passed away. Endless regret consumes his mind.

Madam Ning was really afraid that her husband wouldn't make it!

It’s better this way now. In the eyes of relatives and friends, at least I don’t have the bad reputation of being lazy and shirking like the second wife.

Thinking of this, Madam Ning looked at Gu Feiwan and Ning Weizhou with an especially gentle expression.

"An Ran is still young, so don't stay in the wind. I'll take her to the side to eat some snacks, and then find a suitable servant to take care of her. She can see here, and you can see her too, okay?"

Madam Ning took An Ran's little hand and put her fox fur scarf around An Ran's neck.

Gu Feiwan saw that the wind was indeed strong at the door, so he said to An Ran, "Then go."

An Ran followed him obediently. Qing Shuang got a signal from Gu Fei Wan and followed him.

Madam Ning naturally didn't care about these things. The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion had no relationship with Gu Feiwan, but there was a lot of gossip about them. It was understandable that they were worried about their daughter.

Although the Duke of Zhenguo has retired from the battlefield for many years, the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion has been passed down in the capital for a hundred years. Even if the younger generation has no future, as long as the Duke of Zhenguo is there, all the aristocratic families will give him some face.

As soon as the news of Madam Ning's death spread, people came to pay their respects one after another.

The people who came in at this time saw that it was Ning Weizhou and his wife who received the gift, and their expressions became more solemn.

Even some people who have never had any contact with the deceased would howl at the top of their lungs in front of the coffin.

Ning Weizhou had an indifferent expression, neither sad nor happy, he just followed the rules and performed the formalities.

Gu Feiwan was protected behind him, and looking from the doorway, his thick shoulders covered Gu Feiwan tightly.

"Just bear with it for a while, our time on duty will be over." When no one was around, Ning Weizhou turned around and whispered in Gu Feiwan's ear,

Even though he blocked most of the cold wind, Gu Feiwan's face was still a little pale. Ning Weizhou felt very distressed when he saw it. If it wasn't for this occasion, he would have held her in his arms.

"It's okay, I can hold on!"

Gu Feiwan and Ning Weizhou did not kneel, but sat on two small stools.

This is so against the rules, but everyone turned a blind eye.

"I have a hand warmer with me, don't worry." Gu Feiwan quietly lifted up her sleeves, revealing a small brocade bag:

"Qinglin prepared it a long time ago. It's very warm. Do you want to try it?"

As he said this, Gu Feiwan was about to take out the hand warmer and hand it over.

"Put it away quickly, it will be cold after the cold wind passes!" Ning Weizhou put the hand warmer back in for her: "I don't need these in my condition. It was a hundred times colder at the border before!"

"I know you've suffered a lot in the past..." Gu Feiwan looked distressed. She knew best how many scars Ning Weizhou had during their marriage.

Whenever she saw this, her heart was in knots!

Although Ning Weizhou didn't care about the hardships in the past, he felt as if he had eaten honey when he saw the pain in Gu Feiwan's eyes:

"Now that I have you, I will never suffer again!"

When no one is around, the couple chat quietly. When someone burns incense, the couple returns the greeting at the same time.

Seeing this, the Duke Zhenguo burst into tears. He had not shed a single tear since Madam Ning passed away. Others even praised him as "a man of steel who doesn't shed tears easily!"

But now she is covering her face with tears leaking out from between her fingers!

The elder comforted him: "The dead cannot be resurrected. You should look forward. The children at home still need your support!"

Duke Zhenguo: "..."

No one in this world understands him!

Would he be sad for an old woman?

If he could, he would have strangled her to death more than ten years ago!

When he married Cui, he was attracted by her poor family and gentle personality.

The Duke of Zhenguo thought that a woman of this background would be cautious and prudent.

After getting married, he will go to the battlefield and rarely return to Beijing. It is a good thing for the mistress of the house to be timid and cautious.

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion has made great military achievements. As long as the people in the mansion don't cause trouble, how could outsiders dare to cause trouble?

Who would have thought that such a woman who was so reserved even when attending banquets with others would force her daughter-in-law who had married from far away to death in the backyard of her own house!

Not only did he force his daughter-in-law to death, but he also let his own grandson live outside and refused to return to his ancestral home for more than ten years!

What's even more hateful is that among all the people in the Zhenguo Mansion, only Ning Weizhou, who is living outside, has a promising future, and a very promising future.

The remaining descendants are all useless pieces of mud!

Thinking of this, the Duke of Zhenguo wished he could lift the coffin lid, drag his old wife out, and grind her bones to ashes!

"Brother-in-law, stop crying, you need to seek justice for my sister!"

Cui Qi ran in shouting!