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    The sleeping old lady felt her hand being held by another pair of strong hands.

    The palms of his hands were hot and hot from galloping through the snowy night on horseback.

    She slowly opened her eyes, and gradually saw the person holding her hand clearly, and her dim eyes suddenly became brighter.

    "Grandma! Grandma! My grandson is unfilial and comes back late¡ª¡ª"

    Pei Youan knelt in front of the bed, calling loudly, holding her hand tightly, as if he wanted to use this hand to transfer the power in his body to her.

    The old lady stared at his face steadily. After a moment, her eyes slowly turned as if she was looking for something. Finally, she saw Jia Fu standing aside, showing a look of relief and motioning for her to come over.

    Jia Fu held back the tears that were about to fall, and when she came closer, she knelt beside Pei You'an.

    The old lady took out her hand, raised her arm with difficulty, grabbed one of Jia Fu's hands, took it over, and placed it in the palm of Pei You'an's hand.

    The sound of footsteps came one after another from behind.  Pei Quan, Mrs. Xin, the Second Madam, Pei Xiuzhi, Pei Xiuluo, Zhou Jiao'e, the wet nurse and Brother Quan, as well as the women from the clan who knew that the old lady was dying and had come to stay with her these past few nights, heard the news one after another.  Come over here, the room is full of people.

    The old lady's eyes looked from the sad faces one after another, and finally fell back on Jia Fu and Pei You'an. She looked at them intently for a moment, and suddenly patted the two large and small ones stacked on top of each other.  He held his hands together, a smile appeared on his lips, and he slowly closed his eyes with a peaceful expression.

    After a short period of deathly silence, someone behind him cried first. In an instant, everyone in the room began to cry. The cries were high and low, one after another, and they could not stop being heard.

    Jiafu felt the hand pressing on the back of her hand slowly getting colder, and with a sigh, she turned to look at Pei You'an beside her.

    He stared intently at the old woman lying on the pillow with her eyes closed peacefully. Her eyes were red. For a long time, she didn't even blink. Her figure seemed to be frozen by the ice and snow outside.

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    The funeral report of the death of Mrs. Wei Guogong was distributed that night.  At this moment, people were still crying in the house. After hearing the news, the Pei family's stewards outside had already led people to set up a funeral tower in front of the gate and put up a thatch curtain. By the fourth watch, the mourning hall was set up, the monks, Taoists, and Buddhists were all ready.  More recently, Pei You'an and Pei Quan reported Ding You to the Ministry of Rites, and condolences from Duke Zhu's Mansion, Anyuan Hou's Mansion, Liu Jiushao and others began to pay homage at the door. Filial sons and grandsons stood by to express their gratitude, and the female family members stayed behind the scenes to mourn and mourn.  Sacrificial offerings were also given to the palace, and Li Yuangui came to convey the emperor's condolences to the old lady's death.

    What happened after the old lady's death was so tragic that it almost shocked the whole capital. During the days when the mourning was suspended, there was an endless stream of people coming to express their condolences day and night.  Pei You'an and Pei Quan were in charge outside, Mrs. Xin and the second lady were in charge, Jia Fu, Zhou Jiao'e and other younger generations only kept vigil and cried every day. After seven days and nights, the next day, the funeral was held at Ci'en Temple.  On the 19th, after the disaster has been eliminated, the spirit will be buried again.

    In the nearly half a year since Pei You'an left the capital, Jiafu had been serving the old lady, and his number of people had been reduced. After this great funeral, he was even more exhausted mentally and physically. On the night after the funeral, there was one last ritual ceremony at home, which was completed.  , this funeral is over.  Mrs. Xin and the Second Madam were also there at first, but they were called away by the housekeeper one after another. Shortly after it got dark, Zhou Jiao'e thought she couldn't hold on anymore, so she left quietly first. In the end, only Jiafu was left, staying for half the time.  After the ceremony, he knelt down and stood up. Suddenly he felt dizzy and swayed slightly. Sandalwood saw him on the side and hurriedly held him. He turned around and was about to ask someone to bring a stool when he saw Pei Youan quickly step in and hold his hand.  It hit Jiafu's arm.

    Jiafu stopped and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Pei You'an coming, looking at her with concern, she whispered: "I'm fine. I just knelt for a while, thinking that my blood was not smooth, so I got up.  Just move around a few times and it¡¯ll be fine.¡±

    Pei Youan glanced at her face and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to your room."

    Jiafu shook his head: "There is still half a ritual to finish"

    Pei You'an turned his head and told the stewardess beside him to ask Mrs. Xin to send someone else to guard the place. After saying this, he led Jiafu out.

    Jiafu stopped saying anything and silently followed him back to the backyard, entered the courtyard where the two of them lived, and came to the bedroom door. Pei Youan opened the door. When Jiafu stepped in, her legs and feet were a little sore, and her toes were stuck.  He stumbled on the threshold and fell forward.

    Pei Youan held her waist, and under the watchful eyes of the servants behind him, he lifted Jiafu up and walked quickly towards the inner room.

    How long has it been since you were so close to him?

    These days, although Pei Quan is also nominally a director, within two days, he has?The grief was excessive and his health deteriorated. Almost all external matters fell on him, the eldest grandson who was filial to the eldest son.  He was extremely busy during the day, and Kaif could hardly see his figure. At night, either Kaif would keep watch on his own, or he would go back to his room, close his eyes for a while, and get up to make arrangements for the next day at four o'clock. This was the case every day.  In the seven or eight days since he returned home, it seemed that the two of them had not exchanged a few words in total.

    Pei You'an carried her into the inner room, placed her on the pillow, helped her take off her coat, pulled the quilt to cover her, and finally leaned down, raised his hand to help her pull out a plain white velvet flower stuck on her temple, and threw it away.  On the side, he gently caressed one side of her face with the back of his fingers, and said, "I've worked hard for you these days, please go to sleep."

    His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were still bloodshot, and his voice sounded hoarse.

    After he finished speaking, he stood up and turned around to go out first.

    Last night he stayed up until dawn. The night before, he went back to his room at three o'clock and did not get up at four o'clock.

    Jiafu stretched out her hand and gently grabbed his sleeve. Seeing him turn around, she said, "Cousin, I want you to sleep with me."

    Pei Youan thought for a moment, said hello, took off his coat, got on the couch, held her in his arms, closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

    Jiafu held him with both hands and whispered: "Cousin, if you feel sad, just tell me and it will make you feel better."

    Pei Youan's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. He looked at her for a moment, smiled, and patted her back gently: "I'm fine, don't worry about me. You're tired, go to sleep."  Well, I won¡¯t entertain guests at night, I¡¯ll just stay with you, and you can sleep peacefully.¡±

    Jiafu stared at him for a moment, finally said hello in a low voice and closed her eyes.

    She felt the man beside her close the quilt for her, and then gently brought her closer to his arms.

    She meekly pressed her face into his arms.

    Soon, fatigue hit her like a mountain, and she fell into a deep sleep.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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