Soon, someone finally came.
The man looked like a manager, and he didn't say hello to them when he came in. He raised his hand and several people came up to lift the stretcher.
Hui Niang asked hurriedly: "What are you doing? Where do you want to carry my wife?"
The manager looked at her coldly: "What, your wife doesn't want to mourn?"
Without waiting for Hui Niang to answer, the group lifted 6 Qingyi's body and went out.
Hui Niang hurriedly called Asheng, pulled 6 Mingshu, and followed.
Jiuyao Palace is located at the peak, it is very cold outside, and there is snow in some places, which is not easy to walk. These people have long been used to it and walk very fast. 6 Mingshu and the other three, one child, one woman, and the other one are injured, and they are chasing each other hard.
The palaces were connected, and they walked one after another, and finally stopped in a remote courtyard.
A coffin was already placed in the main hall of the courtyard. The people put down 6 Qingyi's corpses and went out. After a while, another group of people brought white banners, shrines, linen cloth, braziers, yellow paper and other items.
The manager stood in front of them, his tone was cold: "The head lady is kind-hearted, and I promise you to keep your soul here. In three days, whether you will support the coffin and return to your hometown or cremation, it will be up to you."
When he talked about the head lady, 6 Mingshu stood in front of 6 Qingyi, clenched his fists, and had no expression on his face.
After the manager said that, he lifted the curtain and went out.
The servants left cleanly.
Without anyone helping them, they will be self-reliant.
Asheng limped and arranged the mourning hall, and 6 Mingshu helped Huiniang wash the body of 6 Qingyi and change the mourning clothes.
After the arrangement was completed, the three of them put on clothes and folded ingots around the brazier.
Although no one would come to pay tribute, they did all the deeds meticulously.
At this time, a slight sound of footsteps sounded outside and someone stepped into the hall.
Hui Niang stood up suddenly and said angrily: "What are you doing?"
The person coming was Fu Shangqing.
He was still wearing the unbreakable mask and whispered: "After a couple, I'll send her a ride."
"unnecessary!"
But Fu Shangqing ignored her and looked at 6 Mingshu: "Come here."
"Miss." Hui Niang held 6 Mingshu's shoulder nervously.
"Aunt Hui, it's okay." 6 Mingshu whispered, "This is my father."
Hui Niang felt ache in her heart: "Miss..."
6Mingshu took a deep breath and took a steadily step.
Following Fu Shangqing, 6 Mingshu entered the next hall that was supposed to be used to entertain guests.
Fu Shangqing sat down in the main seat and habitually wanted to hold the tea, but unfortunately he was empty-handed.
He touched his nose and looked at his eldest daughter he had never seen before.
Her facial features are clear and beautiful, like 6 Qingyi, which is a typical graceful appearance of a woman from Dongyue. However, her nose bridge is very high and she looks a bit lonely and cold when she looks like him.
He felt indifferent and his tone was calm: "When your mother's funeral is over, I'll move to Bixi Valley. I'll find you a master."
6 Mingshu looked up suddenly.
In the remote courtyard here, the father and daughter met for the first time in their lives, and in the gorgeous palace there, a pair of sisters were chatting.
"Where is my brother-in-law?" Zhou Yinru entered Qiongyu Palace and did not see Fu Shangqing's figure, so she asked.
On the warm kang by the window, a beautiful young woman with a similar appearance to her was sitting. While flying needles and threading, she replied: "Do you need help there?"
She didn't give special instructions, but Zhou Yinru immediately understood and said, "Sister, you are so heart-warming. When you go to see your old love, you can still sit still."
The beautiful young woman, Zhou Miaoru, who is Fu Shangqing's current wife, looked up at her and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, this is the right thing to do."
Zhou Yinru snorted, "You spoil him!" She is the youngest girl in the family. She was arrogant and restrained outside. When facing her sister, she was less concerned and showed her arrogant nature.
"I'm also saying, if it weren't for your work being done cleanly, he would have to do this?" Zhou Miaoru was slow, "When you volunteered to go to Dongyue, I thought you were capable, but I didn't expect that I almost broke the matter. I sent the book back to fill the loopholes so that Master Yuwen would catch the handle one day. You can go to Dongyue and get angry and get sick. I also left clues for them to find Xichuan."
"Sister!" Zhou Yinru was dissatisfied by her criticism, "Didn't I have tried to make up for it? Besides, it wasn't me who was deliberately angry with them. Ruixiang just said a few more words, but they were so angry that they were so angry."
"What kind of master, what kind of maid? If you weren't dissatisfied, would Ruixiang have the courage? Don't take it seriously. This time, it's just a fool. It would be impossible to say that it has no impact on Shang Qing at all." Zhou Miaoru sighed. After seven years of business, the reputation of Bai Bi was slightly flawed.
"What impact can it have?" Zhou Yinru didn't care. "My brother-in-law is the head of Jiuyao Palace and a master of the trance stage. When one day he becomes a master, how many people will curry favor with him and write books and biography for him, who cares about this!"
Zhou Miaoru shook her head and did not argue with her young sister.
But she stopped talking, Zhou Yinru also asked: "Sister, what are you going to do if you are that little boy?"
Zhou Miaoru looked up at her: "What little boy? Don't speak so badly at the girl's house."
Zhou Yinru curled her lips. Sometimes she really can't stand her sister like this. Is it necessary to be so cautious?
"Of course it was the wild girl born to that woman. Master Yuwen made up his mind to get that girl in and disgusted us. It was really annoying."
Zhou Miaoru looked at her and smiled: "Haven have you found a way out for her?"
Speaking of this, Zhou Yinru was a little proud: "Sister, I have a good idea? Master Yuwen wants to keep her. Okay, then keep it. I want to find a good master for her. No problem, Liu Ji is really famous, right? Sister, you didn't see Master Yuwen being blocked by me so hard that he couldn't speak. It's so exciting!"
She laughed twice, but saw that Zhou Miaoru was still the same, and seemed not to care. She couldn't help asking: "Sister, don't you care?"
"Do you think I should care?"
Zhou Yinru wrinkled her nose: "If it were me, it would definitely be unhappy. This wild girl reminded me that my man was once someone else's."
"So you are not me." Zhou Miaoru put down the needle and thread in her hand and pinched her eyebrows, "You have been like this since you were a child, and you only want to be happy."
"Hmph!" Zhou Yinru was scolded again, but after thinking about it, she leaned over and asked, "Sister, don't you really have to do anything? It's very easy to deal with her now..."
Zhou Miaoru glanced over and said, "Don't be troublesome."
Zhou Yinru pouted: "Are you afraid that your brother-in-law will be angry? Your brother-in-law doesn't care about her."
Chapter completed!