After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

She had heard him say something before that it was not only Shen Yong who killed her father-in-law, but also the emperor who was aloof.

When his father was killed in battle and the rescue team was slow to come, Shen Yong certainly had some responsibility, but the old emperor was the ultimate murderer.

Before his death, Shen Yong said that he dared to delay so unscrupulously, and he could come back safely and be awarded an official title because of a secret letter from the old emperor asking him to delay.

At that time, his father held a heavy army and was supported by the people.

So he deliberately promoted Shen Yong, because the old emperor saw that Shen Yong was more controllable, and he didn't have that kind of ambition and was easy to get rid of, so he planned this.

Since then, Shen Juncheng has sworn that one day, the old man will be dragged down.

Finally, he succeeded.

Maybe because of this, he was in a better mood tonight, and his words were a little more relaxed than before.

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In a blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and at the end of the twelfth year, the Chinese New Year is almost here.

This change in the imperial city made Yanfang and Maoming's wedding have to be postponed, because now the old emperor is in mourning, who dares to do a happy event has to be postponed to the first month.

Shen Juncheng's wound was almost healed under Su An'an's meticulous care, and he also began to go to the morning court.

This time when the new emperor ascended the throne, he was an important minister.

In an instant, the Hou Mansion was very lively, and Su Anan was tired from dealing with all kinds of relatives.

But it's not without benefits. Because of the large number of female relatives, her rouge shop business has been brought up invisibly.

Maybe it's to please her, or maybe it's really easy to use, anyway, in just a few days, the order for her rouge shop has been soft, and the delivery time is all scheduled to February.

If you have money in your account, it will be worth the effort.

Su Anan lived a busy and fulfilling life. It was the first time to celebrate the New Year with him, and she was happily planning how to spend this year. When she was looking forward to everything in the future, she was suddenly broken by a gift from Yaoniang.

Yaoniang gave her a Spring Festival gift in advance, reminding her of the plan to go to Los Angeles that had been shelved for a long time.

I haven't seen Yaoniang mention Wen Daozi these days. She is also concerned about the progress, so she set off temporarily and went to Luocheng.

Yueluo was caught in the cold, so Su Anan didn't take her with her this time, and let her take good care of her.

When passing by the city gate, Cuiyan lifted the curtain curiously and looked at it, Su Anan glanced at it, and suddenly saw a figure she hadn't seen for a long time.

Under the desolate tree in winter, a small table was set up, and there was a long queue in front of the small table, and most of them were women.

She called to the coachman and got out of the carriage.

Liang Mingyu, covered in white gauze and dressed in plain clothes, was sitting at the table, checking the pulse of each person.

The voice is modest and polite, but for a moment, Su Anan really sees the doctor's kindness.

The women who left spoke of her goodness one after another, saying that Miss Miyu was a bodhisattva with a heart of a bodhisattva.

Liang Mingyu just shook his head lightly and continued to help people diagnose the pulse.

She stood ten meters away and watched quietly, sighing.

In my memory, her domineering appearance is still so vivid, but after only a year of hard work, she has calmed down and turned into a simple doctor, providing free clinics...

Chaosheng stood behind her, quietly guarding her.

Cuiyan murmured, "Oh, the tide is off today, so it turned out to be here."

The volume of these words was not loud, but the tide still noticed it, and hurriedly came over.

Liang Mingyu also looked over curiously, and her eyes met. Su Anan didn't notice anything, but Liang Mingyu lowered her head in shame and didn't dare to look at her again.

What her father did made her no longer have the face to face her cousin and Su An'an.

Chaosheng bowed first, and then explained that Miss Mingyu had been in this free clinic for several days.

She wants to pay off the debt.

Repaying the debt for Liang Guangwen's sins...

Su Anan hummed and said with a smile, "Go and do your work."

Chaosheng was curious, "Madam is going out of the city?"

Cuiyan explained that she would go to see Yaoniang and come back in the afternoon.

Chao Sheng looked at the carriage followed by Shadow and other guards before he was relieved and sent off the mistress respectfully.

After leaving the city and arriving at the official road, the carriage galloped up, Su Anan leaned on the cushion and was drowsy.

In recent days, she felt tired again, but she thought it might be because of her busyness these days, so she didn't tell Shen Juncheng.

Because if she told him that she was a little uncomfortable, he would make a fuss, and she didn't want him to worry.

When she arrived in Luocheng, Cuiyan woke her up and said excitedly, "Miss, you're here in Luocheng."

Los Angeles is where she grew up, and it is also where Cuiyan grew up. Cuiyan is nostalgic and happy to see the streets of Los Angeles.

Su Anan lifted the curtain and looked at it. The liveliness of the street was not as lively as that of the capital, and it was even more depressing in winter. There were two or two hawkers, whose shouts were all mixed with powerlessness.

While looking around, suddenly an alley came into view.

There were three or two sitting beggars basking in the afternoon sun, and some lay still at the alley, not knowing whether they were dead or asleep.

There was snow last night, and the city of Los Angeles was stained white, even covering up the dirt of the poor man's alley.

She hurriedly stopped the carriage and asked someone to buy hot buns and distribute them to the beggars.

When the carriage started again, she put down the curtain and didn't look behind her, because that day, she would never come back.

She is in pain.

When I arrived at Yaoniang's Embroidery Village, the business in the store was not bad. After all, Gu Xiu was elegant, and the ladies in Luocheng gradually liked it.

Yao Niang was busy finalizing the embroidery pattern with an eldest lady, and suddenly saw the familiar figure, her eyes lit up, she said sorry, and then asked Ashi to receive her, and hurriedly held Su Anan's Hand, "Oh, my eldest lady, what wind suddenly blows you."

Su Anan smiled and said, "Spring breeze."

Yaoniang gave her an angry look, "It's still spring breeze in winter." There is only cold wind.

She smiled and said, "Someone's spring breeze."

Yaoniang tutted, knowing what she was here for, she said, "It's worth your trip for this trivial matter, don't worry about the panic, it's so cold, go back and let your lord know that you're messed up. Run, I'm afraid I'll break your leg if I go back at night."

"Your life is not a trivial matter," she argued.

In this life, she wanted to see Yaoniang have a happy and safe home.

Yao Niang was so touched that she really didn't know how He De could make An An treat her so well, so she hurriedly took people to her boudoir, lit a charcoal fire, took a new lady soup, and asked them to rush to make hot tea.

As soon as the two sat down, she didn't mention that Wen Daozi first caught An An and congratulated her.

Now she is a veritable Mrs. Hou. Her husband is in an important position, and most of them are flattering.

The two are like sisters, An An is doing well, Yao Niang felt happy in her heart, and took her to talk for a long time.

Su An'an listened quietly and responded gently. The virtuous appearance made Yao Niang stop again for a while, as if she remembered something.

"Yao Niang, what's wrong with you?" she asked curiously.

"Huh? It's nothing, it's just emotion." Yaoniang took away that little thought, and repeatedly told her to hold Shen Juncheng's heart. After all, men are unreliable.

Su Anan laughed and denied, "He is reliable, don't worry, I believe him."

Yaoniang's fingertips tightened, "He, he..."

She wanted to say that he was unreliable.

She went to the capital a few days ago and didn't tell An An, but she unexpectedly saw Shen Juncheng come out of Qingyu Building!

bubble up~