The angina pectoris of Mrs. Shen, the wife of Marquis of Jing'an, is an old problem. It is said that she fell down after giving birth to her second son, Shao Mingyuan.

The second young master was born with a weak body and was asserted by the imperial physician that it was difficult to support him. Shen cried again and again for this, and later he fell into the root of angina pectoris.

When Shao Mingyuan walked into Shen's house, he saw Shen tilting on the bed, with the eldest son Shao Jingyuan and his wife and the third son Shao Xiyuan all around her.

"Second brother is here."

"Brother, sister-in-law." Shao Mingyuan greeted Shao Jingyuan and his wife.

Shao Xiyuan snorted coldly, turned around and pretended to disappear.

Shao Mingyuan didn't care and bowed to Shen and said, "Mother."

Shen opened his eyes and sneered: "Do you still have the face to come back?"

Shao Mingyuan pursed his lips tightly, without making any sound.

"I haven't moved yet, I've been lying outside all day long. Don't you know if I'm dead?"

"Mother--" Shao Jingyuan spoke.

"You don't need to persuade me." Shen stopped his eldest son and cursed at Shao Mingyuan, "I really think that if you are granted a marquis and ministers, you will be hard-working? Even if you are granted a lord, I am still your mother. If I am sick, you have to come back to serve you!"

Shao Mingyuan didn't say a word, listened silently, and waited for Shen to scold him enough, and said warmly: "Mother, if you have angina pectoris, you should not be too excited. Don't be angry."

When Shen heard this, his chest was so angry that he blew up and down: "Are you, a rebellious son, saying that I am not sick and pretending to be sick?"

Shao Mingyuan had to say nothing.

"Okay, madam, the second child is back, you can rest." Jing'an Hou couldn't stand it and interrupted Shen's scolding.

Shen covered his heart and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Marquis, I know, if you feel sorry for me when I talk about this unfilial son, right?"

Jing'an Hou is one big and two big: "I don't mean that-"

"Father, my mother is sick." Shao Jingyuan reminded softly.

Shao Xiyuan glared at Shao Mingyuan: "Always make my mother angry."

Shen took a veil to wipe her tears: "Okay, you all think I'm annoyed, I won't say anything. I'm sick, it's not okay if I don't serve anyone. The eldest daughter-in-law has a body and cannot serve me. The eldest daughter-in-law has to take care of her daughter-in-law. She is not good after she is sick. The third child is young. The second child, from today on, you can serve her sick."

Shao Mingyuan lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Okay."

Although he didn't understand how angina pectoris could pass the disease, it was natural for his mother to serve him as a son.

From this day on, Shao Mingyuan stayed to Shen's servant.

Shen's day was fine. At night, he asked for water, sometimes he felt hot, and sometimes he had to spit a few sputums from time to time. However, he refused to let the maid serve him, so Shao Mingyuan had to do everything himself.

Shao Mingyuan couldn't sleep peacefully every night, and he lost weight again within a few days.

Marquis Jing'an was furious: "Madam, do you have to mess with your dick out before you can give up?"

Shen sneered: "Zhit? Does the Marquis have the attitude to go out and say this? Isn't it natural to be a son who serves his mother as a doctor? How can it be called Zhit?"

Marquis Jing'an was choked to death, and after a while he sighed, "Madam, can't we live peacefully at this age? Now that the three sons are all filial, do you have to make some trouble before you feel comfortable?"

"Boss, the third brother is filial. I admit that the second brother has been with me for so many years. Now I have finally returned to Beijing, and this family still can't tolerate him. I'm outside all day. Now I'm sick and I have only served me for a few days, but I can't stand it?"

"Tell me, why is the second child unfilial? If you ask him to serve the disease, he would say a word? Madam, the second child is not a submissive person. He is also an important person outside. Isn't this filial piety to you or something?"

Shen's voice was loud and said, "Why, he has made his mark, so he can't serve me? Even if the prince still has to serve my elders, what's wrong with a little marquis?"

Shen became more and more annoyed as he spoke: "The Marquis said he was filial, but I can't tell. I have never heard of filial piety these days. He wore a white dress every day just to make things difficult for me!"

"How is this the same? The second wife's death is different. The second brother is in pain and it is appropriate to think about it."

"It is worth it that he should do his best to his dead wife. He would be wronged for me, who is the mother? The Marquis feels sorry for my second son to serve me, so I can do it. Then let my second son re-sell and let his wife serve me earlier."

Jing'an Hou was stunned: "Xuxian? Isn't this a bit too early? I have to wait for a year."

"You can get married after one year. The second wife has been gone for half a year. Now I'm not too early to start picking suitable ones, right?"

"I still have to ask the second child what he meant."

"What did he do? Didn't you decide the marriage of the second child directly? When will the children decide the marriage matters themselves?"

"It's different now, the second child has grown up-"

"Nothing is different unless he doesn't recognize me as his mother!"

Marquis Jing'an opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

He found that it was harder to reason with women than to fight a war.

"My niece is sixteen this year, and she is about the same age as the second child. I felt uncomfortable a few days ago and thought about her a little, so she had sent someone to pick her up. Today should be around. How about the Marquis?"

"Which lady is talking about Yun'er?"

"It's true that Yun'er hasn't been here for several years, the Marquis should still remember her. She is a ruled and sensible girl."

Marquis Jing'an hesitated for a moment.

Shen has always disliked her second son. If the second child married her niece, the relationship between mother and son might improve—

"Has the Marquis agreed?" As soon as he saw the Marquis of Jing'an hesitation, Shen smiled.

"Let's talk about it when someone comes."

After thinking about it, Jing'an Hou still felt something was wrong. He called Shao Mingyuan privately and asked tentatively: "Mingyuan, what are your plans when Qiao's death has been over for a year?"

"Plan? If the emperor allows it, Mingyuan wants to return to the north."

Although according to his inference, the possibility was slim, he still wanted to go back to the north.

There are not only the people who have been harmed by the Tartars, but also the world that can allow him to breathe freely.

However, after being severely damaged, the Tartars temporarily retreated to the north of Alan Mountain, and it is unlikely that the emperor would let him return to the north to gain troops and respect himself.

"I'm not asking you this for my father. I mean, what kind of woman do you like?"

Shao Mingyuan was slightly stunned, then frowned: "My son doesn't plan to get married."

"For my father, you still feel guilty about Qiao's death and don't want to consider marrying a wife for the time being. But you are not young after all, and the major marriages cannot be delayed. If you think it's too fast, you can take advantage of the past two years to see each other slowly in Beijing. What do you think?"

Shao Mingyuan looked at Jing'an Hou and looked calm: "I worry my father. But my son means that he doesn't plan to re-rest in this life."

Jing'an Hou was shocked and blurted out: "How can this work!"
Chapter completed!