Chapter 131: Kneeling for the Trashy Man and Woman

  Yun Jinghua had been in a coma for a day and night before finally regaining consciousness temporarily.

  But he kept coughing, with a persistent high fever, sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused. The little maidservants went in and out, constantly sending the medicine they had decocted into his room.

  The lady herself was ill, but she cried beside Yun Jinghua's bed until she almost died, fainting several times.

  Finally, after Mrs. Yu cried and made a scene, Yun Suiyu knelt in the ancestral hall for three days before being released and returned to serve Mrs. Yu's illness again.

  The following days were very calm.

  In this tranquility, the wound healed gradually. The madam and Yun Jinghua were entwined in a sickbed.

  The lady was trampled by people, and later suffered from rain, poisoning, fright, heartbreak, and anger, leaving her with sequelae, fainting whenever she got angry.

  Yun Jinghua was injured and lay in the temple, refusing to eat or drink. She had also caught a chill, and her condition took a sharp turn for the worse. It would likely take a very long time for her to fully recover.

  Yun Sai's words became increasingly silent, following her mother every day, even her smile had faded a lot.

  But for the madam, the disaster was far from over, as Yun Shangren planned to send Yun Jinghua and Yun Taoyu to their hometown in a remote village thousands of miles away. Firstly, they had committed a serious mistake and needed to reflect on it; secondly, many people in the capital were already gossiping about Yun Jinghua and Yun Taoyu's scandal, and Yun Shangren's old face was somewhat unable to hold up, so he let them leave the capital to avoid the storm.

  No matter how much the madam cried and made a scene, Yun Shangren did not compromise. In the end, Yun Jinghua and Yun Shaoyu were still sent away in a horse-drawn carriage to Zhouzhi, a thousand miles away.

  As a result, except for Yun Xiao Yao, all of Madame's other three children were sent to Zhuo Zhou.

  The lady's illness grew more and more serious, looking as if she would never recover.

  Soon, news came from the palace that Empress Yun Xiu would be returning home to visit her ailing mother. What made the people of the capital even more envious was that the Emperor would be accompanying her.

  Late autumn, August 8th, sunny day.

  This day was the day of Yun Xiu Yao's family visit. After many days of preparation, Yun Fu is now decorated with lanterns and streamers everywhere, a red carpet stretching from Xiang Rui Garden to the outer gate.

  After breakfast, all the masters of Yunfu, accompanied by their personal attendants, stood in order, waiting for the arrival of the emperor and empress.

  Yun Jingchu's mood was a bit fluctuating today, thinking that the scumbag couple was swaggering around with ease, while she still had to kneel down and pay respects to them. Her mother and brother also had to pay their respects to them, and suddenly a long-forgotten anger rose up from her chest.

  Suddenly, the male servant who had gone ahead to scout out the area came running back, excitedly saying: "He's here, he's here, Master." After finishing speaking, he respectfully ran to the back of the crowd and stood still.

  Yun Shangren turned his head and motioned for everyone to stand up straight, then he himself stood up straight.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, soon everyone heard the sound of neat footsteps and horseshoes. A horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the Yunfu gate under the escort of the Imperial Guard.

  All the imperial guards dismounted, and Commander Du of the Imperial Guard jumped off his horse, walked a few steps to the side of the carriage, then respectfully lifted the curtain and stood with his head bowed.

  A figure in bright yellow, Dongfang Chen, emerged first, then turned around and helped out Yun Xiaoyao, who was wearing a large red dragon robe.

  "This humble subject has had an audience with Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and forevermore; may Her Majesty the Empress live for a thousand years, a thousand years, and forevermore."

  "I, your humble servant, have seen Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and forevermore; may Her Majesty the Empress live for a thousand years, a thousand years, and forevermore."

  Led by Yun Shangren and his wife, everyone knelt down neatly and greeted the emperor and empress.

  "Relax." Dongfang Chen's face had a faint smile on it as he raised his hand in a timely manner, speaking unhurriedly.