Chapter 99 Immediately I am not out of breath, and my waist is no longer sore
The attitude of Cui Lingling is casually different from that of Cui Lingling. The Duke of Lu's mansion held a big banquet today, and almost all the dignified officials in the court came.
Even so, it was not so lively and festive. After all, everyone knew that Qin Yan was lying on the bed half dead, and in such a hurry to hold the wedding, he presumably was rushing to celebrate.
So even though Mrs. Lu Guogong entertained the guests with a very bright smile, everyone only thought that he was forcing a smile.
Mrs. Lu Guogong glanced at these people, and shook off the veil speechlessly. Seeing that the auspicious time was approaching, she turned around and dragged Lu Guogong, who was chatting with others, to Qin Yan's yard in a hurry.
Compared to the bustle of the front yard, the little father-in-law Qin Yan's yard was deserted and desolate. No way, someone has to get the details right in order to enhance the atmosphere.
So when Lu Guogong and his wife stepped into the yard, they heard a violent cough coming from the room.
Mrs. Lu Guogong couldn't help but quicken her pace.
In the room, Qin Yan took a sip of tea from the servant. Continue to pale and cough again and again.
Little servant Bo An was so distressed that he almost shed tears: "My lord, why don't you invite another imperial physician to come over and take a look."
Qin Yan smiled weakly, "It's useless, I know myself well, cough cough..."
After speaking, clutching the veil, there was another violent cough. At this time, the door was pulled open, and Qin Yan put down the veil in time, revealing a glaring pool of blood on it.
He spoke with difficulty to the second elder who came in:
"Father, mother... cough cough... the son is unfilial, making you worry about it at such an age!"
Duke Lu sees this scene. I couldn't help being startled in my heart, wondering if this kid is really seriously ill?
Just as he was thinking this way, Qin Yan suddenly tilted his head and closed his eyes silently.
Immediately, Bo An yelled sadly: "Little Grandpa, what's wrong with you, Little Grandpa?"
Looking at his son lying there motionless, the Duke of Lu was heartbroken, and he didn't care about anything, so he hurriedly turned around and sent someone to invite the imperial physician. But he was grabbed by Mrs. Lu Guogong.
Mrs. Lu Guogong stepped forward, took the red wedding dress held by the maid, threw it on Qin Yan without any politeness, and told Bo'an:
"Hurry up and change into the wedding dress for him."
Boan knelt down anxiously, and said sadly: "Ma'am, the imperial doctor said that the young man's time is numbered, and he really can't make trouble anymore. Let him live his last days with peace of mind!"
Mrs. Lu Guogong said indifferently: "Since they are all people who are about to die, what difference does it make to make more troubles and less troubles?"
After finishing speaking, she waved her hand and let the two maids come forward to take off the clothes.
Boan: "..."
But seeing that someone really came and pulled his skirt, he could only wake up with a light cough.
Mrs. Lu Guogong smiled and said: "Will you wake up now?"
Seeing that he couldn't get away with it, Qin Yan simply said directly: "Mother, son really doesn't want to get married?"
After speaking, she opened a pair of innocent clear eyes, and looked at Mrs. Lu Guogong pitifully. With his face, no matter how cold and hard his heart is, he must be seen.
The complexion of Mrs. Lu Guogong did not change a bit:
"If you use this trick to hook up girls, maybe my grandson can be soy sauce."
Qin Yan: "..." Mother is getting old, so it's hard to be fooled.
Continuing to say pitifully: "But I don't want to marry blindly. I have never met that Tong family girl before. I want to find a girl I like to marry."
Mrs. Lu Guogong sneered: "You said this ten years ago. You traveled abroad for ten years, and every time you came back, let alone women, you never even brought back men."
Qin Yan "...Mom, your thinking is very dangerous!"
He continued to work hard: "But I am so sick, that girl is still willing to marry, so it can be seen that he is not interested in the son, but our Duke of Lu."
He secretly apologized to that tough girl Cui in his heart, but he still had blood and blood to avenge, so he really couldn't and didn't want to get married.
Mrs. Lu Guogong rolled his eyes at him: "She is a beautiful girl who is willing to marry a "dying person" like you, that is because she values affection."
Duke Lu coughed lightly, and carefully tugged on his wife's sleeve: "Or...forget it! Twisted melons are not sweet after all."
Mrs. Lu Guogong glared at him fiercely: "Go aside, don't care if the melon is sweet or not, just quench your thirst."
Mr. Lu touched his nose kindly, and gave his son a helpless look.
"Okay, if you don't want to change this wedding dress, don't change it! But you can't let other girls really pay homage to the big cock."
She told the four strong nuns waiting at the door:
"Just lift the young man onto the soft couch and order someone to carry him to Su Wang's mansion to pick up his wife."
Qin Yan was dumbfounded on the spot, but seeing that his mother was serious, he could only accept his fate and compromise: "Okay, I'll go, can't I go?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the four strong nuns to carry him, he turned over and sat up neatly.
In an instant, I was no longer out of breath, and my waist was no longer sore.
Lu Guogong was stunned for a while, so his son really has been pretending to be sick, and he pretended so thoroughly!
(end of this chapter)