lcionline Chapter 201 Liu Xiangdong is happy
Chapter 201 Liu Xiangdong is happy
Chapter 201
Aunt Liu nestled in Liu Gongquan's arms, weeping bitterly: "Brother Quan, our poor son died in such a tragic way!"
Liu Gongquan, usually known for his composure and calm, was overcome with grief. His eyes welled up with tears. He gently patted Concubine Liu's back and vowed through gritted teeth, "Don't worry. If Xi'er was truly harmed by someone malicious, I will do my utmost to seek justice and revenge for him."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Liu stopped sobbing and raised her head from his arms. Her hair was scattered messily on both sides of her cheeks. Her eyes were red and swollen like ripe peaches, full of sorrow and tears. Her nose was red from crying. Her appearance was like a delicate flower that had been ruthlessly destroyed by a violent storm, which was really pitiful. She clutched Liu Gongquan's collar tightly with both hands, as if grasping the last ray of hope. She said anxiously and sadly: "Then you must promise me that no matter who is behind this, no matter if they are closely related to you, or if they are powerful and influential, you must make them pay with blood. You must promise me!"
Liu Gongquan reached out and held her hand. A fierce and resolute look flashed across his eyes. He promised firmly, "I promise you, if you can find the real murderer who killed my son, I will make him pay with his life!"
Aunt Liu was still worried and asked, "No matter how special that person's identity is, you can treat them equally and never show mercy, right?"
Looking at the pitiful and dependent look of the woman in his arms, Liu Gongquan felt so distressed that he could only nod repeatedly and solemnly make his promise again.
At the time, Yang Ruolan was attending to affairs within the mansion. Upon hearing the news, she hurried to the front yard. As she approached, she heard Concubine Liu's grief-stricken sobs, and she was instantly enraged. Liu Gongquan and Concubine Liu seemed like a loving couple, while she felt like an unnecessary intruder. However, in this situation, even if she was filled with rage, she couldn't vent it freely. She could only suppress it, secretly swearing in her heart that now that Concubine Liu had lost her son to rely on, she would inevitably rely on her son for survival. She wanted to see what tricks she could come up with.
With a change of mind, Yang Ruolan quickly put away the resentment on her face, replacing it with a sorrowful expression. She slowly walked behind Liu Gongquan and the others and said softly, "Sister, you must accept my condolences. My husband has always loved you deeply and would never sit idly by and watch Xi'er suffer such a misfortune. You should take care of yourself first, and don't let this tragic event of the young sending off the elderly hurt your mind and disturb your mind. All the affairs of the mansion are under the responsibility of the master and me."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Liu tried to stand up and salute despite her weak body, but Liu Gongquan took her into his arms and stopped her.
Liu Gongquan raised his eyes, looked at Yang Ruolan coldly, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Yang Ruolan immediately put on a look of heartbreak, about to cry, and said in a mournful voice, "As Xi'er's legitimate mother, he has suffered such a tragic misfortune, and my sister is in a trance due to excessive grief. Someone in the mansion must come forward to take care of Xi'er's funeral. How can I not come?"
Aunt Liu nodded weakly, and reluctantly stood up to salute, saying, "Thank you so much, sister, for taking so much trouble to think about me. Xi'er is so lucky to have a legitimate mother like you."
At this point, she was overcome with sorrow and sobbed again, "It's a pity that Xi'er is so unlucky that we don't have this fate."
Seeing this, Liu Gongquan felt a pang of heartache. He bent down and picked up the frail Concubine Liu. When he looked at Yang Ruolan, his tone was slightly calmer than before, "I'll trouble you to take care of Xi'er's funeral. I'll take her back to rest first. If you encounter any uncertainties or difficult decisions, please send someone to find me."
Yang Ruolan had already put on a look of concern and worry as she looked at Aunt Liu. Seeing this, she quickly nodded and said, "My husband, please go quickly. My sister's health is important. You can leave this to me without worry."
Liu Gongquan looked at Yang Ruolan deeply, then walked out with big strides holding the almost fainted Concubine Liu.
Yang Ruolan stood there, watching their retreating figures, a subtle sneer curling up at the corners of her mouth. Her hands tugged at the handkerchief in her hands, her expression like that of a ferocious beast, ready to devour. But the resentful look was fleeting. Soon, her gaze swept over the servants beside her, their heads bowed, not daring to breathe. Her expression immediately shifted to one of deep sorrow, though she never glanced at the swollen, deformed corpse lying on the ground. She ordered, "Carry out the funeral of the eldest son carefully, following the funeral regulations for the eldest sons of the mansion. Do not be negligent or remiss in the slightest."
The servants hurriedly bowed and kept praising the lady for her magnanimity and kindness.
Yang Ruolan nodded in satisfaction and hurried out of the courtyard. She didn't have the leisure to personally manage the funeral. She could just delegate everything to the servants and not have to keep an eye on it. The person was dead, so what if he was buried with the lavish ceremony worthy of a legitimate son? It wouldn't bother her anymore.
Leaving the courtyard, Yang Ruolan glanced back at the people bustling about, feeling incredibly happy. Regardless of who had done this, Concubine Liu's son was gone. She wanted to see how this bitch could continue to show off in front of her.
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In the courtyard where Liu Xiangdong lived, he seemed to have regained his former peaceful state in the past few days. Seeing this, the servants in the courtyard secretly breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in their hearts that the young master would not be as moody as he was in the past few days.
Although Liu Xiangdong's leg injury was healing a little slower than expected, he hadn't encountered any other major problems. The imperial physician had come to see him a few days ago and said his injury would be completely healed in two or three months at most. Hearing this, he felt quite relieved. But today, the palace was so noisy for some reason.
He raised his hand and waved, motioning the servant beside him to come closer, and ordered, "Go and see what's going on in the mansion. Why is there so much noise?"
The servant nodded and said, "Yes." Then he ran out of the yard quickly.
Not long after he left, the servant returned. When he entered the room, he had a secret look of joy on his face that was hard to conceal. He said, "Master, I have found out everything."
Liu Xiangdong was chewing a piece of fruit in his mouth. He looked at him nonchalantly and asked, "What's the matter?"
The servant looked around alertly. Seeing no one around, he lowered his voice and said, "It's the eldest master. He... has passed away."