The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 133 The Dream of the Sixth Sense 2

Leaving from the main courtyard, Liu Sanniang couldn't help asking Chu Yan: "Did you see anything?"

Chu Yan looked at Liu Sanniang: "My biological mother, I trust her."

When Liu Sanniang heard that Chu Yan believed it, she felt a little more at ease in her heart: "I believe it too."

Not to mention that Zhao Anhuai and his servants were too guarded, she could sense that Sun Yarou's perception of the strangeness of the eldest son only appeared two months ago.

Sun Yarou looked at the eldest son, there was no kindness, only flustered, she suspected that this was not her eldest son, everything came from Sun Yarou's sixth sense, the mother of birth, from the birth of the child to adulthood, no one can replace the whole process, They often feel those subtle changes before others.

Chu Yan smiled: "Don't worry, there will be someone who can't sit still before you."

Liu Sanniang understood what Chu Yan said. Her appearance must have disturbed some things. Chu Yan was right, even if she did nothing, she would not be at peace.

However, she really hoped that Sun Yarou was suspicious.

At night, Sun Yarou washed up early and fell asleep. The maid lit incense to help her sleep, but she didn't want to sleep at all.

There was always a dull pain in her heart, and it became more obvious in the past two days. Sun Yarou was very worried. As a result, she couldn't sleep even more.

Zhao Fengyun went to Liying's yard without any worries at all.

Liying was young, which made him feel as if he was many years younger. After the tenderness, Liying's face was extremely rosy, and her slender fingers rested on Zhao Fengyun's chest: "Master, why don't you tell Madam to stop making trouble like this? People are so annoying, no one is quiet, the eldest son is fine, how could he be replaced, he is no longer a child."

Zhao Anhuai is sixteen years old, whoever wants to change their child to a child this big.

Zhao Fengyun frowned: "Don't meddle in your own business, don't meddle in things you shouldn't, I don't like women with deep thoughts."

Liying said cautiously: "Master, I am not meddling in my business, I am worried that the eldest son will inherit your position in the future, Madam is so suspicious, it may hurt the peace of mother and son, and you see, if this matter gets out , let others think of the young master."

How can there be stains in a dazzling life?

Zhao Fengyun stretched out his hand to caress Liying's smooth cheek: "It makes sense, I'll tell her what to say, if you have nothing to do, don't go to her, you don't have a child, and you have no place to speak in front of her."

Liying snorted: "I don't have any children, so I'll be fine if the master gives me one. I don't ask much. I have a son, and someone will take care of me in the future."

Zhao Fengyun smiled, Liying has a variety of styles, integrity and good life, and her small temper makes him very comfortable.

Talking and laughing, there was a slight trembling inside the warm tent.

Sun Yarou slept extremely restlessly.

Tears flowed down, sinking into the ends of her hair and soaking the pillow towel.

Sun Yarou looked at the scene in front of her, and she couldn't bear the pain. She rushed over and fell, covered her chest with her hand, and hammered the hammer. After a long time, she choked up and said, "Huai'er, my Huai'er——"

In front of her was a headless corpse, she reached out tremblingly, stroking the hands and body of the corpse, she threw herself on it, bursting into tears.

The vision in front of her was blurred, she was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, and she completely lost her speech function.

She wanted to pick up the corpse several times, but she didn't have the strength. She collapsed and looked around and yelled: "Come here—come here—"

Her son, this is her son.

At dawn, Sun Yarou woke up from her dream. She felt a sharp pain in her heart. She had already experienced that heart-piercing pain once in her dream.

Sun Yarou covered her heart, crying and hammering.

The servant girl came in to wait for her to wash, and when she found Sun Yarou who was crying until she was about to pass out, the copper basin in her hand fell to the ground in fright and rushed over: "Madam, Madam, don't scare this servant, what's wrong with you."

Sun Yarou's head was swollen, she couldn't speak, she just felt her heart was suffocating, and when she remembered the scene in her dream, she passed out.

The servant girl immediately shouted: "Come quickly, Madam has passed out."

The servants hurried into the room, and immediately sent a letter to Zhao Fengyun who was in charge of official business, asking for a doctor.

Zhao Anren and Zhao Anan, who had finished the morning class, both came to the house, Zhao Anren frowned and got angry: "How are you serving my mother, what's going on."

Zhao An'an, who was younger, was already crying from fright, hugged Sun Yarou and shook her: "Mother, don't scare An'an, wake up."

The doctor took the pulse, frowned, put away his hands, Zhao Anren said impatiently: "Tell me quickly, what's wrong with my mother, don't hesitate."

The doctor said: "My heart is burning, madam is too sad, what happened in the mansion, madam is sad, it is too serious, the whole heart is damaged."

Usually such sad, it is because of the loss of some important person, but the doctor saw that there were no white lanterns hanging in the mansion, so he didn't say it directly.

Zhao Anren frowned: "Who dares to make my mother sad, who is it, tell me quickly."

As a aunt, he couldn't understand the importance of his mother. Without the protection of his aunt, they would be like soldiers on the battlefield without their armor.

Zhao An'an wiped away his tears and cried, "Mom, wake up."

Sun Yarou woke up faintly, her heart ached.

Seeing her wake up, the doctor hastily said: "Ma'am, you must not be sad any more. Heart damage is not a trivial matter. In severe cases, it can be life-threatening."

Sun Yarou's eyes were red: "Ren'er, An An, why are you here?"

Zhao Anren looked at Sun Yarou anxiously, and he said softly, "Mother, you scared the child to death, what's going on, why are you so sad."

"The eldest son and the master are here."

When the servants came in to report, Zhao Fengyun's face was gloomy, and Zhao Anhuai's face was also anxious.

Zhao Fengyun came to the bed, looked at Sun Yarou's pale and bloodless face, and was startled: "What's the matter, who provoked Madam?"

After being married for many years, although he no longer has the previous affection for Sun Yarou, but Sun Yarou is the one he was married to, and his parents who served him passed away, so this affection will not change.

The identity of the wife that Ming Media is marrying will not be shaken, who would dare to give Sun Yarou the air.

None of the servants dared to speak, they actually knew in their hearts what Sun Yarou's knot was.

Sun Yarou has been the mistress for so many years, and there are no concubines in the house. Whether it's fighting for favor or showing off, she doesn't take it seriously. Apart from the eldest son, there is nothing else at all.

Zhao Anhuai knelt down: "Mother, don't be so angry. If you want to be dissatisfied, you can punish your son in any way. You can kill your son. The son only wants his mother to be healthy."