Chapter 189 I raised my husband in ancient times (78)
Lin Chaomu came back from disaster relief.
The people lined the streets to welcome him and shouted, Prime Minister.
In the carriage, the man closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't hear everything in his ears.
There was dead silence at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
As soon as Lin Chaomu got off the carriage, he immediately felt something unusual in the mansion.
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace. He entered the house and almost ran towards the backyard!
As soon as he arrived at the door of the courtyard, Lin Chaomu immediately noticed that the door had been changed.
The butler followed, panting.
"My lord, my lord..."
Lin Chaomu opened the door, and there was deathly silence in the courtyard.
"Jiang Tang!"
The man suddenly shouted and walked towards the yard while shouting, as if he wanted to dispel the uneasiness in his heart by shouting.
The butler looked pale and followed quietly, not daring to even look at her.
Lin Chaomu opened the door, but there was no one in the room.
He turned around and looked at the housekeeper, his eyes were cold.
"Where's Madam?"
It was clearly the twelfth lunar month in the middle of winter, but the housekeeper felt like he had fallen into a magma hell, and he broke into a cold sweat.
"My Lord...Madam, she...she has a difficult delivery..."
Lin Chaomu's body shook violently.
The housekeeper knelt down with a bang.
"Sir, my wife passed away in childbirth!!"
Lin Chaomu felt his ears buzzing, and a string in his head suddenly broke.
The man blinked his peach blossom eyes, mixed with a hint of childlike confusion.
He turned around and walked towards the yard, then suddenly turned around and walked to the door. He looked around in confusion and shouted blankly into the air.
"Jiang Tang!!" The housekeeper was holding his breath and tears, lying on the ground silently, crying so hard that his whole body twitched.
He didn't know what happened that night. After seeing his wife's body, he was immersed in fear. Until today, when he saw the prime minister like this, he began to cry in despair and suppressed.
Lin Chaomu suddenly ran out of the yard and rushed into Mother Lin's yard like a madman. No one dared to stop him, and he was allowed to knock open the door of Mother Lin's room.
In the room, Mother Lin was lying with a pale face and a white belt on her head.
The moment she saw Lin Chaomu, Mother Lin burst into tears, her lips trembled as she cried, as if she was about to faint at any moment.
"Son!! My grandson, my grandson is gone!!"
As a result, Mother Lin cried until she almost died, and did not wait for Lin Chaomu's comfort and distress.
Mother Lin opened her misty old eyes and glanced at Lin Chaomu. Just one glance. The next second, Mother Lin's heart suddenly went cold.
His son was staring at her, staring at her with the look of... a stranger.
This sight caused her more terrible harm than losing her grandson.
Mother Lin sat up, trembling.
"Ziqing, what's your look like?"
"Where's Jiang Tang?"
Lin Chaomu's face was expressionless, and his voice was as cold as ice.
Mother Lin subconsciously wanted to get angry, but Lin Chaomu's eyes made her afraid to get angry.
"Where else can it be? Dystocia is gone."
Lin Chaomu rolled his neck and continued to speak like a zombie.
"Where's Jiang Tang?"
"Zi Qing!! She is dead!! What are you going to do? Are you going to take my life and bury her with her?!"
"Where's Jiang Tang?"
"Zi Qing... what's wrong with you, Zi Qing... I'm my mother, Jiang Tang is dead, please don't scare me, okay? Don't scare my mother, okay?"
Mother Lin cried and went to grab Lin Chaomu's sleeve, but he suddenly avoided her.
Mother Lin looked up and saw a pair of eyes that were confused to the point of coldness and numb to the point of despair.
(End of chapter)