The emperor remembered that General Feng was loyal to the country and suffered from injuries. He rewarded him with a thousand taels of silver and ordered the Ministry of Ceremonies to preside over the ceremony.

Although they knew that the Feng family was in decline, seeing the great grace of the Holy Spirit, many people chose to come to visit the funeral.

Choosing an auspicious time to carry out the coffin, the deceased lay down to sleep.

Yuzhu and Ji also packed up early in the morning and got on the carriage to Zhenbei General's Mansion.

Seeing that they were about to reach the door just a few steps away, the noise suddenly became louder. Ji and Yu Zhu looked at each other. Could something have happened?

Qiu Luo opened the car curtain slightly, looked up, and saw many young men and sedan bearers surrounding Feng Mansion, pointing towards the inner door.

Soon, several officials with strange faces walked out one after another. The young men surrounding the sedan chair saw them and hurriedly stopped muttering and stepped forward to help their masters get into the sedan chair and mount their horses.

After listening to Qiu Luo's description, Ji Shi frowned slightly and said suspiciously: "I heard that in order to facilitate the old general's former subordinates to come and pay their respects, the Feng family did not set up any access control... Could it be that they provoked some villain?"

"This old general's bones are still cold, who is so bold?" Qiu Luo was speechless and said bitterly: "It's pitiful that such a powerful person as the old general has to suffer the anger of this villain when it comes to his family."

"Being angry?" Ms. Ji chuckled, because at this time the carriage entered the corner gate and was slightly bumpy. She held on to the wall of the carriage, and after it stabilized again, she said softly: "Sometimes being angry is not necessarily a blessing."

Seeing the surprised look on her personal maid's face, she smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be offended even if I want to. There are many more important things than this tone of voice."

The situation of the Feng family is really embarrassing, but I don't know if the grandson-in-law of the Feng family can hold up the decaying shell of the general's mansion.

Qiu Luo thought about it for a while and came to some understanding. She couldn't help but respect her master more and more. No wonder her mother, who was in charge below, asked her several times whether she wanted to do something about Miss Xin's case, but she never paid attention to her.

Several of the little maids were a little unconvinced. The eldest young master never inquired about the affairs of the back house. Aunt Chen had gone somewhere long ago. It was clear that as long as the housekeeper's big breast showed some intention, no one would disobey her.

Her large breasts are as if she has never been angry with Aunt Chen, and she never mentions them.

"I will help you keep an eye on your servants from now on, and don't let them do stupid things." Qiu Luo said with a solemn face. Although she hated Aunt Chen, big breasts were more important. As long as the master lived well, there was nothing else to worry about.

No less.

Blindly pestering and retaliating brought Aunt Chen to the forefront again, which was not worth the loss.

Ji smiled slightly and wanted to say something, but the carriage slowly stopped.

Yu Zhu supported the maid's hand and got out of the car. As soon as she entered the hanging flower door, she heard faint sounds of crying and shouting.

The mother-in-law who was waiting on the side felt embarrassed when Yu Zhu looked at her with doubtful eyes. She coughed lowly and said in a low voice: "...Something happened. Don't worry. It should be fine soon. It will be fine soon..."

At this time, a woman wearing a dark green silk jacket hurried out from inside and was a little surprised to see Yu Zhu and the others.

"Mrs. Cheng and Big Nai are here too."

Yu Zhu had a vague impression that she was the eldest wife of the Tang family, so she nodded and said hello: "...Are you leaving now?"

The eldest wife of the Tang family showed a bit of unnaturalness on her face, and she forced a smile and said: "Hey, there is a commotion going on here. It's not good for us to do other people's housework there... I'm late, so I have to be polite.

As soon as I left, everyone else had already gone home."

She glanced at the white lanterns hanging under the eaves with some emotion, feeling a bit desolate in the harsh spring cold. She shook her head and said, "It's really a sin. A whole family, an orphan and a widower, all depend on one man to live their lives."

, that man is still confused with outsiders, how will he live in the future..."

Hearing this, Yu Zhu's heart suddenly became tense and he quickly quickened his pace.

When they arrived in front of the Yuanyue Gate, the sound could be clearly heard. Yu Zhu was so confused that he didn't even bother to stop and listen carefully, so he stepped up the stone steps.

There was chaos inside, Feng Baoer's eyes were red and swollen, standing beside Ma Yingjie, holding his sleeve tightly with one hand.

Mrs. Feng half hugged her granddaughter, looking equally exhausted.

Looking across from them, crying and talking, it was the Shuanghong that Ning Qiu brought back from the north!

"...My sister is getting married. She is really getting married. Don't you care?"

"It's in vain that sister has been thinking about you... all the time..."

Yu Zhu couldn't listen anymore, clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "Shut up!"

Shuanghong's sobs were suddenly stopped, and she coughed rapidly as if she was being choked.

After not seeing each other for a few months, she had lost her original thin and scorched appearance, her body had grown longer, her face was plump and delicate, she was wearing an apricot-yellow double-breasted coat, and she looked somewhat graceful and graceful in her movements.

Looking at Yu Zhu, who was walking towards her with a cold face and without saying a word, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she lowered her head in panic.

Mrs. Feng glanced at Yu Zhu hesitantly, then slowly let go of Feng Baoer in her arms, murmuring as if she had just woken up from a dream: "Mrs. Cheng is here... I'm so rude..."

"It doesn't matter." With a gentle smile on his face, Yu Zhu came closer and took Mrs. Feng's arm, saying: "With your kindness, you wanted to let the old general meet his former brother, but unexpectedly he came.

A lunatic."

She slowly turned her head, her eyes as sharp as sharp knives, "He's just a lunatic. He talks nonsense and has no idea what he's talking about. Don't take it to heart, just throw him out."

Shuanghong shivered at her cold gaze and shrank back.

"Crazy? Yes, she is crazy." Feng Baoer grasped Ma Yingying's sleeves as if grasping a life-saving straw, "Brother Haoran is just a lunatic. Look at her crazy look. I don't know where she came from.

You ran out, this courtyard does not accept outsiders. You are not my grandfather's old subordinate, who allowed you to come in... He mother, He mother, who is on duty today..."

In panic, she was a little incoherent.

Taking Yu Zhu's signal, several women grabbed Shuang Hong's arms and dragged her out.

"Wait a minute——"

Following the sound, Ma Yingjie took a step forward with red eyes, his sleeves were still held tightly by Feng Baoer, his expression was crazy, and his whole body was like a tightly stretched bow, as if it would break and collapse if there was any more pressure.

"Is what she said true? Is Ning Qiu still alive? Really?!" Ma Yingjie stared at Shuanghong tightly, wishing he could pry out what he wanted to know from her closed mouth.

Yu Zhu smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal the mother-in-law to continue, "Master Lu, it is better to calm down. It is not appropriate to leave so many condolences guests outside."

"Besides, what do you want to do after you find out?"

Feng Baoer is the wife he is marrying, and he can't let go of Ning Qiu. Is it possible to make Ning Qiu his concubine?
Chapter completed!