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Mrs. Hua thought of something, her face changed, and she moved an inch closer to Master Hua, "Master, do you have a concubine, do you have a concubine?"

"It must be like this, so you don't care about your son, right?"

"We are just two sons. If the two sons die together, then the clan house will be extinct!"

The more Mrs. Hua spoke, the more excited she became, and there was a bit of madness and stubbornness in her expression.

Master Hua's face was stained with anger, his face was ashen, and he said sharply: "Madam, stop messing around, I don't have a concubine!!"

He looked directly into Mrs. Hua's eyes with a calm expression.

He also did not have a concubine.

Even if he really has a concubine, how can such a dirty blood inherit the Hua family's family business!

He only had two sons, and if he wanted to prosper the family, he had to sacrifice one of them. The eldest son, Hua Xi, was sick and had spent most of the past eighteen years lying on the couch. The doctors said that he might not live long.

But the second son, Huazhao, was the one who put in all his expectations, the expectations of their Hua family.

If their house had lost their heir, even if they adopted an heir from another house, it would not be his flesh and blood.

But……

Master Hua's eyes were extremely complicated, with heartache, hesitation, sadness, and determination. His right hand was still tightly clutching Mrs. Hua's arm, like iron clamps, and refused to let go at all.

After 20 years of husband and wife, Mrs. Hua can naturally see the hesitation in her master's eyes.

She just said that Mr. Hua has a concubine, but she just blurted it out on impulse. After calming down a little, she figured it out: her master would not have a concubine, even the bastards under the cousins ​​of the Hua clan, Master Hua always looked down on him, and he disliked the lowliness of the matrilineal blood.

In the eyes of the Hua family, the direct line is the orthodox.

Mr. Hua may support the outer room, but he will never allow the existence of the outer room to insult the lintel of the Hua family.

"Master!" Mrs. Hua looked at Master Hua with red eyes, and her eyes were full of weeping.

She really didn't understand what the master was hesitating about, why he refused to save their son.

What secret could be more important than their son? !

Thinking about it, her heart suddenly sank a little, and she had a very bad premonition...

The surroundings suddenly became dark, and the thick clouds above covered the sun, and even the air became dull, making Mrs. Hua feel breathless.

"Ma'am, this second girl Gu is cunning. She says that she can save Brother Zhao, and then says that the effect is only one day. She is obviously playing tricks on us, so we can't believe her!" Master Hua turned his icy eyes to the other side. Gu Yanfei in the distance had gloomy eyes.

He forcefully pulled Mrs. Hua back to the carriage, "Let's take Brother Zhao to Wuliang Temple. I heard that the master of the temple, Xuan Cheng, is currently watching. Xuan Cheng is a master of Daoism, so it must be more reliable to find him. .”

"Ma'am, just listen to my advice!"

"No, I won't go!" Mrs. Hua gritted her teeth, but she refused to leave. She looked at Mr. Hua stubbornly, and Gu Yanfei's words echoed repeatedly in her ears:

"Mrs. Hua, both of your sons are sick. I can save them."

In recent days, she has been tossing and turning because of her eldest son's illness. The second girl Gu is the only one who gave her hope. Only the second girl Gu told her clearly that the eldest son can be saved!

For Madam Hua, Gu Yanfei was the last straw.

She wants to save her son, she can't just watch the eldest son and the second son die at such a young age, the second girl Gu can definitely save them...

But my master didn't want to.

Why?

Since it wasn't because of the concubine, what else could be the reason? !

sin...

She looked straight at Master Hua, her eyes flickering.

A month ago, the eldest son suddenly became seriously ill. Every doctor they invited said that the eldest son was hopeless and asked them to prepare for the funeral as soon as possible.

One day, Master Hua told her that he wanted to make a yin relative for his eldest son.

He said that it was for the eldest son to have someone to take care of him in the ground and to have the incense to inherit.

He said that he chose the third girl from the Lu family. Her horoscope matches that of the eldest son. Once the two get married, the eldest son will be able to borrow some of his wife's luck. He will be healthy and safe in the next life.

She felt that what the master said was for the sake of the eldest son, so she agreed without thinking.

The scene at that time flashed rapidly in Mrs. Hua's mind, she stared slightly, and stood on the spot blankly.

etc!

After she agreed to marry the eldest son as a yin relative, did the master laugh?

Are you laughing? !

Master Hua's smile from that moment reappeared in Mrs. Hua's mind. His smile seemed relieved, hopeful, stern, and ambitious... That smile was so weird.

"Master!" Mrs. Hua's eyes widened, her eyes were red and swollen, she turned her hand and tightly grasped Mr. Hua's arm, and asked sharply, "Do you have anything to do with Brother Xi and Brother Zhao's illness?" ?”

"talk!"

Her voice was sharp, with a feeling of hoarseness.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Master Hua was annoyed, his face flushed red, and he shook off his wife's hand heavily.

Master Hua ignored his wife and got into the carriage first.

"Walk!"

He dropped the word in a sharp voice, and then the coachman waved his whip and drove the carriage away without hesitation.

Master Hua's reaction confirmed Mrs. Hua's guess.

Mrs. Hua felt cold all over, as if there were several holes in her heart, the cold wind whizzed through those holes, and the cold and pain went straight to the bone marrow.

Mrs. Hua looked at Gu Yanfei who was not far away in a daze, her mouth moved.

She wanted to ask something, but she couldn't make a sound, her throat seemed to be choked, and it was burning like a flame.

Gu Yanfei seemed to have seen Mrs. Hua's intentions, and said calmly: "The sins of the soul come from the family, and from generation to generation, as long as the offerings continue, they will never cease."

"The surname is the original sin, and it will be punished on the offspring."

"Your eldest son is sick because of this."

Every word and every word of hers beat on Madam Hua's heart like snow falling into a glacier.

"..." Mrs. Hua became even more at a loss. She felt that Gu Yanfei could understand every word, but she didn't understand why it was connected together.

Gu Yanfei took another sip of hot tea leisurely, and said again: "Have you read the Hua family tree?"

Of course she has! Mrs. Hua hurriedly nodded.

Gu Yanfei continued: "Do you remember the birthdays and death sacrifices of those clansmen in the genealogy?"

Her speech was extremely slow and meaningful.

Mrs. Hua couldn't help touching the string of beads worn on her wrist, her fingers rubbed the string of agarwood beads, and the memories were aroused by Gu Yanfei's few words.

As the clan's wife, she has read the genealogy more than once, but she didn't read it so carefully. In the past, she only glanced at it briefly when updating the family tree.

Not long ago, because she wanted to choose an heir for the eldest son to adopt, she only read it carefully again.

She tried hard to recall the contents of the family tree, and her eyebrows frowned a little bit.

It seems that in the clan of the clan, some males will die early in each generation.

It is not surprising that children die young, and it is difficult to support children. Even in the royal family, young children often die young. However, the males who died young in the Fahrenheit genealogy are usually between the ages of fifteen, sixteen and twenty. In between, and all of them died of illness.

And the clan will find a marriage for the young man who died young, form a yin relationship, and then pass on a step-child from the side...

When she first read the genealogy, Mrs. Hua didn't think much about it, and it's not uncommon for her to be married, but now, her mood is different, and the more she thinks about it, the more frightened she becomes.

The color of her face gradually faded, she was as pale as paper, her body trembled even more, and she almost didn't dare to think about it.

"Do you understand?" Gu Yanfei hurriedly got up from the armchair, caressed the top of the dress casually, and then walked slowly towards Mrs. Hua.

The sky became more gloomy again, and the thick clouds seemed to be falling down at any time.

Under the dense shadow of the trees above, Gu Yanfei's face was even more blurred, but her eyes were very clear, bright, and breathtaking.

She said softly as if singing: "The one who harmed your son was not someone else."

"There is no one else who can save your son."

"only you."

Her voice is so soft, so clear, with an indescribable charm that makes people fall into it involuntarily.

"Only you." She stared closely at Mrs. Hua's eyes.

These three words seemed to be engraved in the eyes of the other party along with her words.

"..." Mrs. Hua nodded blankly, then knelt down again, "Miss Gu, please teach me how I can save my son!"

She kowtowed heavily to Gu Yanfei, then raised her head and looked at her almost reverently.

Gu Yanfei took out a compass from his sleeve, turned the pointer casually, and then pinched his fingers for calculations, before saying, "Wuliang Temple. Take the Hua family tree to Wuliang Temple."

As she spoke, she turned around and walked towards the gate. The women in Gu's mansion hurriedly moved away the chairs and coffee table.

Mrs. Hua didn't stop Gu Yanfei, she didn't move, she just watched her cross the high threshold in a daze, as if half of her three souls and seven souls had been lost.

"squeak--"

The vermilion lacquered gates on both sides were gradually closed.

When the door was halfway closed, Gu Yanfei who was on the other side of the threshold stopped, and said lightly, "By the way, there is not much time left for your son."

"Now, the lives of the two of them are linked together. If he dies, so will he."

"He lives, and he lives."

"There are still twelve hours."

After the last word fell, the vermilion lacquer gate of the Gu residence was closed heavily.

The sound of "bang" closing the door echoed in Mrs. Hua's ears like thunder.

Outside the gate, Mrs. Hua was left alone, standing there blankly, without moving for a long time, only the words that Gu Yanfei just said echoed repeatedly in her mind.

Only she can save her son? !

Yes, only her!

Only she, a mother, can save her two children!

At this moment, this idea has been engraved in her heart, like a deep imprint.

Mrs. Hua also turned around, got into another carriage, and resolutely ordered the nurse in charge: "Let's go, let's go back to Anci County!"

The nanny in charge didn't expect Madam to go back to the mansion first instead of going to Wancao Tang, but she didn't dare to comment.

Their carriage immediately set off on the road, and embarked on the return journey to Anci County. Along the way, under Mrs. Hua's repeated urging, the horse went on without stopping.

The servants in Huafu were very surprised to see only the madam came back alone, but they did not see Master Hua and Second Young Master.

An old nun hurried over upon hearing the news, and came to greet her at the gate of the ceremony.

Mrs. Hua asked eagerly: "Mother Zhao, how is the young master?"

Zhao Nanny replied respectfully: "Young Master just woke up and drank a bowl of porridge. Just now, he was walking around the room with the support of the servant. The servant looks much better."

Zhao Nanny also felt strange in her heart, obviously yesterday Old Doctor Wang said that the Eldest Young Master would not survive today, but now the Eldest Young Master looks better, could it be... a return to light?

"Really?" Mrs. Hua asked again.

Mother Zhao responded again and again.

She thought that the first thing Madam came back was to see the Eldest Young Master, but she didn't expect Madam Hua to go in another direction quickly.

Zhao mama chased after him in shock.

Mrs. Hua walked faster and faster, her chest heaved violently, and the soreness from her eyes to her heart was equally unbearable.

What the second girl said was true, and everything came true.

The second girl Gu said that her two sons are now connected to each other, and they are only twelve hours old, which is also true.

No, it's less than twelve hours.

Pounding!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Hua's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her heart tightened.

The time limit hung high above Mrs. Hua's neck like a guillotine. Every quarter of an hour, the guillotine seemed to be pressed down an inch...

Mrs. Hua did not dare to stay for a moment, and trotted to Hua's ancestral hall to get the genealogy.

The mother-in-law guarding the ancestral hall naturally did not dare to stop Mrs. Hua. Mrs. Hua arrived at the apse of the ancestral hall unimpeded, took out the genealogy enshrined in front of the ancestral tablet, and flipped through it quickly.

Find the pages of their room, and stare at them carefully.

Her face became more and more ugly, and her fingers even trembled uncontrollably.

really.

She remembered correctly, in every generation of the clan house, seventeen or eighteen-year-old men would die young. Looking up, Mr. Hua's second uncle passed away at eighteen; his third uncle died at sixteen; His great-fifth great-uncle died at the age of nineteen...every male dies with someone else.

Except for the previous generation, Master Hua was the only son.

This can't be a coincidence!

Putting all these piles together one by one, and then associating with Mr. Shi Caihua's weird behavior, the cruel truth is about to come out!

If it is not a coincidence, it is naturally artificial.

Mrs. Hua was in a daze, her mind was in a mess.

When she came back to her senses, she found that she had come to the eldest son's room, and the room was still filled with a lingering smell of medicine.

A window was opened on the east side, and Hua Xi, who was full of sickness, was sitting by the window wearing a black cloak. When he heard the sound, he looked towards Mrs. Hua and called, "Mother."

His eye sockets and cheeks were slightly sunken due to weight loss, he still looked weak, his voice was hoarse, and his breath was low, but he was no longer as dying as he was this morning.

This face was exactly the same as Hua Zhao's, but because of illness and weight loss, the two brothers only resembled half or half of each other.

"Brother Xi!" Mrs. Hua shouted tremblingly, her eyes were blurred, a few strands of scattered hair on the temples were stuck to her cheeks with cold sweat, and the usually dignified woman showed a rare embarrassment at this moment.

"Mother, don't worry," Hua Xi forced a smile and said in relief, "I have eaten the ginseng soup prescribed by Old Doctor Wang, and I am much better. My illness will be cured soon."

These words were like a knife stabbing deeply into Mrs. Hua's heart. The knife stirred repeatedly in her heart, making her feel so much pain.

She tightly held Huaxi's skinny hand, and tears rolled down again.

In this short period of time, she had already shed countless tears, and her eye sockets were already dry and burning.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Hua Xi asked with concern, noticing that his mother was holding a genealogy tree in her hand, "Mother, what are you doing with the genealogy tree?"

Mrs. Hua's tears flowed more violently, her heart and soul were torn apart, and she told the story while crying, in a messy way, from her marriage with the Lu family, to what the second girl Gu said, to the relationship between him and her. The second brother's illness is all said.

Finally, she said heartbreakingly, "Your father is really cruel!"

Hua Xi is frail, but smart. He straightened out the ins and outs with the snap of his fingers, and his expression changed instantly.

It turned out that his life was in danger at a young age, not because of his weak health, but because of his father's murder. In every generation of the Hua family, males die young for some ulterior purpose.

"Mother!" Hua Xi held Mrs. Hua's hand, his eyes were blood red due to his long illness, "Help me, I don't want to die!"

"Please!"

He's only eighteen years old, he doesn't want to die.

He was supposed to have a bright and bright life. With his talent and learning, it would be easy for him to be named on the gold list in the future. Why did he die because of his father's selfishness!

Obviously he and the second brother have twins, he is the eldest brother, but the father wants to sacrifice him instead of the second brother? !

Why? !

Just because the second brother was healthier than him, did the father choose to sacrifice him who was sick and weak? !

He is sixteen-year-old Xie Yuan, obviously he is better than his second brother!

Hua Xi was in despair, and the hand holding Mrs. Hua trembled violently, emotionally agitated, not at all as usual gentle.

"Brother Xi." Mrs. Hua's trembling hand gently touched the eldest son's cheek, and her heart ached even more.

At this moment, her head was buzzing, and an ethereal female voice sounded from near to far, with a captivating allure: "There is no one else who can save your son. Only you."

"Wuliangguan. Go to Wuliangguan with Hua's family tree."

"Miss Gu Er said, only I can save you." Mrs. Hua murmured to herself, "She said to let me take the Hua family tree to Wuliangguan."

"She also said that the sins of the soul come from the family, and from generation to generation, as long as the offerings continue, they will never cease."

"There are more than enough offerings?" Hua Xi thought for a while, his eyes sparkled, and he asked thoughtfully, "Mother, those elders of the clan who died young are enshrined in Wuliang Temple?"

"That's right." Mrs. Hua nodded.

Wuliang Temple is famous in the capital, and there is no other temple or Taoist temple that can match it. Like most prominent families in the capital, the Hua family also enshrines the tablets of ancestors and clansmen in Wuliang Temple.

Mrs. Hua frowned tightly, and speculated: "Could it be that Miss Gu wants me to go to the Wuliang Temple and destroy the offering, so that I can stop this harmful sorcery?!"

This is indeed something she can do, but it is inconvenient for Miss Gu to do it.

Hua Xi also thought so, and eagerly echoed: "It must be so."

He held Mrs. Hua's hand tightly, and looked at her with admiration, "Mother, father is so cruel... I can only rely on you!"

"Mom, you won't let me down, will you?"

At this moment, Hua Xi's eyes were unusually bright, as if a dying person saw some panacea.

"I will leave everything to Mother." Mrs. Hua nodded, her voice hoarse, "Mother will definitely save you!"

Mrs. Hua seemed to have drawn strength from her son's gaze, and her whole person became highly motivated again.

Not long after returning home, she left in a hurry.

This time, her carriage went to Wuliang Mountain.

When the carriage arrived at Wuliang Mountain, it was almost the unitary hour.

Mrs. Hua hurried up the mountain. Although the weather was not too hot, she was already sweating profusely. There was only one thought left in her mind: she wanted to save her brother Xi.

"Lead me to the Palace of Death!" She grabbed a little Taoist boy and said.

Xiao Daotong said with a smile: "This female believer, the hall of reincarnation is being repaired, and the temple master has ordered the hall to be closed. Recently, no pilgrims will be entertained..."

He wanted to ask the other party to come back another day, but Mrs. Hua, who was so anxious, didn't have the patience to listen to him, and said eagerly: "My Lord... Where is Master Xuancheng? I want to see Master Xuancheng!"

As she spoke, she searched for traces of Master Xuancheng.

Mrs. Hua rushed to the temple without hesitation, grabbed a Taoist priest and asked, "Where is Master Xuancheng?"

After asking several people in succession, but without getting an answer, Mrs. Hua became even more anxious, and seemed to feel the chill of the guillotine on her skin on the back of her neck.

Daotong in the back shouted "Female Good Faithful" out of breath, and chased after her, thinking that the lady was crazy.

Suddenly, Mrs. Hua's eyes lit up, and she saw an old Taoist wearing a blue gown coming out of a temple. The old Taoist, with his immoral demeanor and youthful face, was completely different from the other Taoist priests around him.

The old man was surrounded by a dozen men who looked like scholars, and a young man in white with a picturesque face was talking to him.

Mrs. Hua's eyes were firmly stuck to the old man, she could only see him and no one else.

That must be Master Xuan Cheng!

There is not much time left for her... When the time comes, her two sons will die.