All of a sudden, Shang Yuan took hold of her hand, saying: "Grandma, ah, pray you worry no further; every single affair then will be fine."
Shang Yuan since former times was always a person who understood affairs, his ability and courage also superior to ordinary people; that year when still very young in age, he had stood up sounding the drums to summon the three armies with surging majesty; if it were not thus, Grandma alone would also be incapable of transforming the situation.
Thinking toward it, she again let out a sigh, because her very self truly also wished not for this child to suffer disadvantage and loss. Albeit one kingdom could not possess two kings, and for a male it was all the more difficult to be invested with the high throne of empress.
Yet toward Shang Yuan it was different, a person who from a long time ago had obtained the hearts of officers and generals, cherished and loved by the populace. Solely requiring RongCheng to establish additional imperial concubines to possess one child to continue the line of lineage, then the affair of the two people in parallel ascending to the thrones of emperor and empress would no longer be a problem.
Pitiable and regrettable indeed…
Yet now it was already the choice of the person, then it had no choice but to be thus, solely saying: "Even if Yuan'er performs whatever, Grandma always supports standing on the side of my grandchild, but then…"
She all of a sudden became stern in countenance, asking: "Rapidly confess truthfully, what has Cheng'er performed that caused my grandchild to reach this state and plight?"
How could there possess an affair where devoid of cause the person suddenly arrived to this place demanding to take refuge in the monastic order, furthermore sorrowful to the degree of letting himself fall into a severe illness like that? Catching sight of Shang Yuan being unwilling to answer, she thereupon said: "My grandchild speaks not? Fine, then we together turn back to the capital to meet his very face to ask to get out the reason? For what cause to let my grandchild have to suffer such grievance and resentment?"
Listening to this place, Shang Yuan possessed a bit of panic, pulling her hand back: "Pray do not, Grandma… I speak…"
Immediately after that, he brought the affair of RongCheng along with Yan Si to narrate back in a sketchy manner, solely to let her know that the person already possessed a new lover, therefore having no requirement for him further.
He originally hoped after she listened through she would let it pass and mention it no further; who expected she turned all the more enraged: "Ah ah, stinking little brat, already possessing a wife, yet dare to illicitly engage along with another entity, furthermore being a male; truly deserving to die!"
If committing adultery along with a female, then perhaps she would let it pass, because after all she would still possess the capacity to give birth to children for him, yet on this part it was a male.
Thinking toward it, she turned all the more angry: "My grandchild speaks, is that little slut the so-called adopted brother whom he picked up from inside the forest or not?"
That turn when she returned, she heard mention toward it, yet had no wish to meet face, nonetheless she had also once looked upon the manner in which he clung following RongCheng; it appeared utterly improper.
Yet thinking he had once possessed the life-saving grace toward the two people, again seeing RongCheng exceptionally cherishing and valuing him, she therefore wished not to touch or disturb anything toward it. Now he dared to perform such heaven-defying affairs, could it be that she would close her eyes and act as though blind?
Knowing the temperament of Grandma, Shang Yuan again in a low and gentle voice expounded: "Grandma, ah, let this affair pass, can it be done or not? In any case, if devoid of him, then this servant would also no longer exist up to present; Grandma, do nothing to cause every single affair to turn worse further."
Listening through, she suddenly let out a sigh, sensing the decision of Ah Yuan was completely correct; she patted and rubbed upon his hand, saying: "Very well, my grandchild just reside peacefully at this place; wishing to take refuge in the monastic order is also fine, remain to stay along with Grandma."
Pitying the sentiment of the child expressing words to the ultimate, that little slut she wished not to calculate with: "As for A Cheng individually, if he dares to arrive to this place to disrupt and harass my grandchild, see how I punish him."
Right at this moment, Shang Yuan truly knew not what he ought to speak further, thereupon remaining silent; having already decided to separate and part, then lingering in attachment further was for what cause?
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Two days passed by peacefully, yet the illness of Shang Yuan not solely failed to diminish, but conversely turned even heavier. Albeit he had striven to consume food, drink, and medicine completely, nonetheless there was no progress whatsoever.
The Abbot, after examining the illness for him, solely shook his head, saying: "This illness of his originates from the heart-mind; if the heart-mind is not tranquil, the illness will day by day turn all the more heavy."
If it continued in this manner, then no medicine or potion could cure it.
At present, Shang Yuan was amidst a daze, knowing not anything; solely the Empress Dowager, after listening through, inside her heart was immensely worried.
A heart-illness must possess heart-medicine to treat, while his heart-medicine…
The root-origin of this illness perhaps solely the person inside the affair understood clearly; who could assist? Thinking toward it, she solely knew to sigh and shake her head.
Awaiting until the hour for medicine, the Empress Dowager only then stepped forward to call the person up.
Shang Yuan originally was amidst a daze; when hearing the sound of her calling himself, he thereupon striven to stir up to consume a bit of gruel and then obediently drank the medicine.
Catching sight of it thus, she could not help but feel pity and sorrow, asking: "A Yuan, if there is any sorrowful affair, my grandchild ought not to keep it inside the heart; for what cause do you torment your very self to the point of illness being critical to this degree?"
Sorrowful affairs inside the heart, how could they be spoken out? Because his very self also wished not to, yet still sensed it truly painful and suffering. Longing for the person… longing to a degree of wishing to die away, yet every single turn when remembering, the image of that night again manifested out, his heart again commencing to ache as though someone were clawing and tearing it to pieces; he solely knew to strive to restrain and endure, and then bury it tightly inside his heart, day by day the pain turning all the more painful, resentment piling upon resentment.
In the midst of this moment, Shang Yuan solely knew to grit his teeth, shaking his head, saying: "Grandma, ah, pray you worry no further; solely a small interval of time further, then it will be fine and stable."
Awaiting for this pain to subside down, then every single affair would pass across; he again would be healthy and strong as former times, not causing her to have to worry further.
Yet continuing in this manner, whether he could pass through or not? Would time be in time to by itself heal the injury?
Looking upon his condition in such a manner, was she not all the clearer? Thinking toward it, she again inwardly scolded: "That heartless, rotten brat; possessing a new lover, then straight away casting away the wife, letting him be painful and ill to this degree, yet not possessing even a shred of coming to inquire or visit at all."
Had she known it thus that year, she would not have been soft-hearted to fulfill and accomplish this marriage affair.