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When he opened his blurry eyes and saw Lian Xiyue, he hurriedly wiped the saliva at the corner of his mouth and said, "Eldest Miss."

Lian Ruyue looked into the ancestral hall and saw that under the dim oil lamp, Lian Fang stood up straight in front of the ancestral tablets of all the ancestors of the Lian Family. The pale orange light enveloped his entire body and unexpectedly gave it a hazy appearance.

"Eldest Miss, please go beg your master again. When has the young master ever suffered like this? He can only kneel for three days and three nights, yet he can't eat meat. There's only green radish for every meal. I'm really afraid …"

"49th, do you think I'm an extremely weak infant? If you keep on talking, don't stay here. Go back to Wen Hua Yuan. " 49. Before he could finish crying, he heard Lian Fu's cold voice.

"Young master …"

"Shut up!" Lian Meng scolded.

"…" 49 covered his mouth and didn't dare to say another word. His young master was becoming more and more stubborn. Wasn't this asking for trouble?

Lian Ruyue said, "Fourth or ninth, Young Master has decided to kneel here for three days and three nights. You don't need to think too much and can just wait here peacefully."

"Yes, Eldest Miss." 49 replied respectfully.

Lian Ruyue took another look at the ancestral hall before leaving with the maids and wives.

It took them three days and three nights to come out from the ancestral hall. After coming out, they were led by Lian Tian to Lian Yan Qing's study.

Lian Yan Qing sat in front of the desk, tightly pursed his lips. He solemnly looked at his son kneeling in front of him. The study room was filled with a solemn atmosphere. The two of them looked at each other without saying anything.

"Your father made you think over the walls of the ancestral hall. Kneeling for three days and three nights, what did you think?" In the end, Yan Qing broke the silence.

"Yi'er has been thinking about a few lines of the Book of Rites that my father told me to read since I was a child." Lian Fu replied.

"Oh? "What do you mean?" Lian Yan Qing's body slightly leaned forward as he asked.

"The desire of the ancients is clear to the world, but the person who wishes to rule the country shall be first; the person who desires to rule the country shall first cultivate his or her body; the person who desires to cultivate his or her body shall first have his or her heart; the person who desires to exact his or her heart shall first express his or her intentions; the person who wishes to express his or her wishes shall first inform him or her of what is in the lattice." His voice was clear and loud as he spoke.

"Then, what did you comprehend from it?" Lian Yanqing continued asking.

"Responsibility."

Lian Yan Qing nodded slightly and asked, "What responsibility?"

"To myself, to the Prime Minister, to my father, to mother and sister, to the world."

Lian Yanqing's face finally broke into a smile. He got up, walked up to Lian Fu, bent down, and personally helped her up. "My good son, hurry and get up."

"Thank you, father." Lian Meng stood up and looked at the man in front of him. He was the one who called him father for more than ten years, and for the first time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Yi'er, your father feels extremely gratified to be able to think of this. You are the legitimate son of my Prime Minister, so the burden of the Lian Family will definitely fall on your shoulders. I, your father, truly do not wish for you to take the risk to build your career. This time, I shall punish you to kneel in front of the Ancestral Temple. It was undeniable that no matter how cruel and merciless Lian Yan Qing was, he would always treat his son Lian Fu sincerely.

"Your son understands. It was your son's fault for worrying your father." Lian Meng nodded. He cupped his hands in front of his forehead and said.

"These three days, your grandmother and mother are always worried for you. Quickly go greet them and reassure them." He believed that his son had given up on the idea of writing according to Rong's instructions, and his heart was finally at ease.

"Yes, Father." Lian Fu bowed again and walked out of Lian Yanqing's study.

Even his mother stopped drinking the soup when she heard that he had arrived at Qing An Courtyard. She hurriedly put it down and said, "Quick, quickly let my obedient grandson come in."

When Lian Meng walked in and knelt on the ground to call "Grandmother's greetings", even Lian Mi couldn't care less and walked over quickly. She bent over and personally supported him, and her old hands painfully caressed Lian Te's face while hot tears filled her eyes as she said:

Your father is truly heartless. He made you kneel for three days and three nights, and he didn't even give you a full spoonful of food. In your grandmother's heart, you've always been in love with her.

His grandmother had always doted on him, but this time, Lian Fang felt a wave of warmth in his heart. He held Lian Li's mother's hand and helped her to sit down on the rosewood chair, saying:

"Grandmother, it's all your grandson's fault," he said. "Your grandmother is worried, and your grandson is guilty."

"My obedient grandson is so sensible." The more she looked at him, the more she liked him and the more her heart ached. She said, "He will definitely be an indomitable man in the future, better than anyone else."

Lian Meng was a bit embarrassed after being praised. He blushed slightly and said, "Only a grandson would be like this in Grandmother's heart."

"Nonsense!" Even her mother pretended to scold, "How is it only in grandmother's heart? In everyone's heart, it's like this. If anyone says that my grandson is bad, my old woman will never forgive him!"

"Grandmother …" Lian Fu couldn't help but smile. When he smiled, Lian Meng's mother became even more happy. She pulled Lian Fu to sit at the side and said — —

Although your mother is pregnant again, even if the child is a boy, he still can't compare to you. Don't worry, you are the eldest son of the Prime Minister, and no one can replace you.

"Mother is pregnant?" Lian Fang asked in surprise.

"Oh, look at my memory. You've been at the temple for the past three days, but no one told you this good news. Hurry up and greet your mother." Although Lian Meng's mother wanted to keep Lian Lian Fang to say a few more words, but the other person's birth mother was still waiting, so it would be inconvenient for her to stay any longer.

"Grandmother, take care of your health. I'll go to my mother's place first. I'll come over tomorrow to say my goodbyes." Lian Meng stood up and said.

"Hurry up and go." Even her mother's eyes were full of love.

When Lian Fu walked out of Qing An Courtyard, the thought of his mother getting pregnant again made him feel much more relaxed.

When he arrived at Fuan Courtyard, the First Lady, as usual, burst into tears and asked him if he was all right.

He said that he had met his father and obtained his understanding. Only then did the eldest lady calm down and let the maidservants bring him the meals she loved to eat.

"Mother, you are pregnant. You must be careful of everything and not be careless." While eating the cured duck, Lian Fu earnestly warned.

The first wife laughed, her eyes a little red. "You and your sister, even your words are the same. Alright, you guys can relax. With Senior Servant Zhou watching, you guys don't have to worry about anything."