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    Chapter 111

    The British government has never been so quiet as it is now.

    Both the East Garden and the West Garden were solemn, and the girl did not dare to breathe.  The respectable housekeeper and wife were standing outside the main hall of Mrs. Wei's Jing'an residence with their hands down, waiting for orders.  The sky was completely dark, and an indescribable depressive atmosphere filled the house.

    It wasn¡¯t until the lanterns on the street lit up and a group of people came over surrounded by Yi Ning that the stewards rushed to greet him.  Fortunately, Yi Ning was in charge of the house during the Chinese New Year, and the stewards all obeyed her.  They were all selected by Wei Ling, so naturally they were all capable people - but no matter how capable they were, they were still not the masters of the British government, and they couldn't make decisions on many things.

    Yi Ning was surrounded by the stewards, and the anxiety could be seen on their faces.  In Wei Ling's generation, the British government had a single inheritance, and there was only one child, Ting Geer. It was very clear what it would mean to the British government if Wei Ling disappeared.  Yi Ning glanced at them hastily and asked, "Have you sent someone to the guard station to pick up Brother Ting?"

    "We have sent a fast horse, and we will probably be back tomorrow morning." One of the stewards said quickly.

    Yining breathed out slowly.

    She remembered that in her previous life, Wei Ling had a narrow escape from death, but at that time, Wei Ling was just a strange British father-in-law to her.  She didn't know much about him, but she still remembered one thing. Wei Ling had been living well.  But she didn't know if things in this life were any different from the previous one, so it was impossible to say she wasn't nervous.

    After all, Wei Yining did not exist in the previous life, and the child died long ago.  But now she does exist.

    Yining asked again: "Is grandma in the house?"

    The serving woman was stunned for a moment and said: "The old lady went to the ancestral hall after she woke up, and she never came out. I need a slave to go"

    Before he finished speaking, Yi Ning waved his hand and said, "I'll look for it myself." After that, he led the people towards the ancestral hall.  Cheng Lang looked at her and stayed outside the main hall, instructing the stewards not to speak.

    The ancestral hall of the British Duke's Palace was built behind Jing'an Residence. The British Duke's house was passed down from ancestors. There is a plaque hanging on the lintel of the paulownia wood door of the old ancestral hall, and the lights are on when you look in from the corner door.  Zhao Mingzhu stood outside the corner door, looking at Yi Ning with some anxiety and said, "I can't enter the ancestral hall I don't know how my grandmother is doing. She almost fainted from crying outside just now."

    Zhao Mingzhu didn¡¯t like Luo Yining, and she still doesn¡¯t like him.  The better Wei Ling treats Luo Yining, the worse he treats her, so she doesn't like Wei Ling either.  But if Wei Ling is really gone, the future of the British government will be hard to say.  Her lips were broken and her teeth were cold, and she didn't want anything to happen to Wei Ling.

    Luo Yining nodded slightly. Zhao Mingzhu has a foreign surname, so naturally he cannot enter the Wei family's ancestral hall.  She walked in, and the ladies standing on both sides saluted her. Yi Ning didn't even notice, she just looked at the back of Mrs. Wei. She stood upright in front of the ancestral row.  .

    Old Mrs. Wei just looked at the ranking of the ancestors of the Wei family without saying a word. She turned her head when she heard footsteps.

    Yining stood at the door of the ancestral hall and looked at her.  The dark night outside made her figure look thinner and thinner.  Old Mrs. Wei saw her similar and childish features to Wei Ling, and thought of how much Wei Ling loved this daughter.  She had lost her mother, and now she might have lost her father.  She felt uncomfortable again, her breathing was heavy, and her eyes were red.

    Yi Ning walked to her side and saw that Mrs. Wei's face turned pale.  The ancestral hall was next to the pool, which was always a damp place. She was not in good health to begin with, so what would she do if she got sick again at this time.  "Grandma, please come back with me." Yi Ning told her, "The whereabouts of my father have not been found at Pingyuan Fort. Maybe he will come back in a few days"

    Yi Ning himself felt that the comfort was too pale. The 30,000 troops were gone. Will the Wasac tribe let the enemy leader go?  They have always been brutal, and it is not impossible to kill them on the spot.

    There are corpses wrapped in horse leather on the battlefield, maybe Wei Ling is one of them.  There was not even a place to bury the body in that desolate next door.

    When thinking of this scene, the mood that had calmed down on the road became agitated again, but Yi Ning continued: "Maybe when you go back and take a nap, he will come back."

    But Mrs. Wei held her in her arms. She was so choked that she couldn't speak clearly and her voice was broken: "Yining - your father, what if he can't come back! I when he left  , I didn¡¯t send him off either. I didn¡¯t even see his last appearance"

    Mrs. Wei had an unfamiliar scent of sandalwood on her body. Yi Ning had never been close to her.  But at this moment she also let her hold him.

    Mrs. Wei¡¯s cold faceThe look in his eyes was actually somewhat sympathetic.

    Yining said thank you and returned to Dongyuan.

    There were fewer guards in the East Garden than before, and Yi Ning saw that Wei Ling's yard was dark.  Thinking of the scene where she went to find him in his study and he led her to dinner.  The candlelight was very warm, and no matter how dark the night was, there was nothing scary, because there was someone standing by her side to protect her.

    Yining walked quickly towards her yard.

    Songzhi had already asked the servants to put everything away. Returning to the familiar room, Yining leaned tiredly on the pillow.

    The cockatoo she raised was very happy to see her. It had not seen its owner for a long time, and its sluggishness suddenly disappeared.  It flapped its wings and flew from the parrot stand to her hand.  Yi Ning stroked the parrot's feathers and found that its feathers were not as smooth as before and were bald in some places.  She took a small porcelain plate from the small table and fed it with broken millet in it.  It lowered its head and pecked.

    The girl who took care of it said: "My slave fed it according to your instructions. This parrot is very strange. It gets impatient when it doesn't see you and pecks its feathers It will be happy as soon as you come back. It eats so well."  "

    Yining touched the feathers of the parrot. The parrot was happy for a moment and called out "Yining, Yining!" twice more. It often heard Wei Ling call her that, and it actually learned it.

    Yining listened to the second word it had finally learned, and suddenly couldn't help it.  Her eyes were sore, and she fell on the desk and cried bitterly. Her shoulders were shaking violently, and it seemed that all the grief was rushing towards her.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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