Chapter 1350： 656 Funeral (second more) (1/2)

In April, Chunguang is fine and sunny, this is a good day for traveling.

In the splendid spring of the city, the palace of King Gong of Wangdu is still in the severe winter, and there are dazzling white puppets hanging outside the palace, and the air is filled with a gloomy and sad atmosphere.

In the county king's palace, hysterical crying spirits can be heard from time to time in the main hall of the county court, while the starry courtyard of Bai Muxiao is dead and silent, as if everything in the county king's palace has nothing to do with it.

”Side concubine,” Bichen held a wooden tray in her hand, a white dress on the tray, and carefully said to Bai Mu Xiao, ”Today, the princess is going to go out, and she is going to go up and down for the princess. Weeping spirit, do you also put on filial piety ... ”

Bi Chen swallowed nervously. Since the young man went, the master's temper has become more and more strange. Even she and Pluto are sometimes afraid of the master.

Bai Muxiao, in a light blue dress, was leaning against the window and looking out the window. In the yard, several willow trees were planted, and catkins like goose feathers and snow fell in the breeze.

Bai Muxiao didn't look at Bichen and said coldly, ”Just say that I haven't had a confinement, and it won't pass. It's not bad for me anyway.” Isn't there still that dress? !!

Speaking, Bai Muxiao's eyes were colder and more gloomy.

Her child is gone, but because she is young and not full term, she is short-lived, she cannot set up a spiritual position, she cannot do funerals, she cannot enter the ancestral grave, she can only be buried in a wooden box.

Bai Muxiao clenched her fists, and the white tendons were raised on the back of her fair hands. Her child was supposed to be a dragon and a phoenix, and she would always be rich and honorable, but she was killed by the vicious woman of Cui Yanyan.

Cui Yanyan is dead! She wished she had no place to die and wanted her to cry for the killer, never mind!

Bichen and Bilu exchanged a look. The master is not unreasonable. As long as the Lord is not reluctant, no one in this house dares to put a beak!

Bihen was about to step down, and he heard Bai Muxiao call out, ”Bihen.”

Bai Mu Xiao's eyes were dark and lonely as if they were a bottomless abyss, and Bi Chen's heart shivered and stood on his side.

Bai Muxiao slowly said, ”You go to the main hospital ...”

Han Lingfu promised her, not only Cui Yanyan, all her accomplices would have to bury their children!

Bi Hen waited respectfully for Bai Muxiao to tell her, who knew she suddenly spoke again: ”Forget it, I'll take a trip by myself.”

Talking, Bai Muxiao stood up and caressed her dress at will.

She must see the burials of the accomplices before she can relieve her hatred!

Bi Chen was like a chill, and went to the main hospital with Bai Mu Xiao.

The closer to the main courtyard, the more white urns hanging around, a cloud of sorrow and mist, the sorrow of the people came from the main courtyard one after another, more and more clear ...

Bai Muxiao walked unhurriedly, and Qingli's face was expressionless, without a touch of movement.

The courtyard of the main courtyard is guarded by a row of wives with large waists, each of whom is wearing a linen and filial piety, standing there like a gated god.

When the mother-in-laws saw Bai Muxiao's arrival, they hurriedly asked her to enter.

On the blue slate floor in the courtyard, Su Yinu, who was kneeling down, held a small white porcelain cup in his hands, which looked like a funeral test.

A cold-faced steward with a group of sons-in-law looking down at those people with a cold eye, said queerly: ”It is your blessing to bury the princess.”

In the words, the mother-in-law surrounded the slaves, which meant to help them.

Bi Chen quickly glanced at them, followed behind Bai Muxiao without squinting. She just felt the atmosphere in the main courtyard was somber and oppressive, and she could not wait to leave here immediately.

Bai Muxiao seemed to be unaware, and leisurely carried her skirt into the Lingtang.

In the hall of worship, a heavy black lacquer coffin stopped in the middle, and the tablet in front of it was clearly written: the spiritual position of Princess Cui of Gong County.

Bai Muxiao's cold eyes stopped at the tablet, and a mocking smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Even though she was so beautiful, she had to bend her knees to her, but now?

It's just a tablet, a coffin.

In front of the spirit, he was kneeling on a futon in a garb with a linen and filial piety, his face was low, and her blue eyes wept silently, and she looked sad.

There were also five or six supervisors and maids kneeling beside her, all of whom Cui Yanyan was close to.

Hearing the sound of someone walking into the hall, everyone knelt on the ground and looked up intuitively. Cui Yanyan's grandmother Lin Yan suddenly shot the light of hatred and gritted her teeth: ”You vicious woman, even dare to come to the princess Before the spirit, wouldn't you be afraid that the princess would ask you to settle accounts in Tianyouling? ”

Bai Muxiao looked at Lin Mao with contempt, and he didn't bother him at all. Without Cui Yanyan, a person like Lin Yan is just an ant who can easily pinch to death.

Bai Muxiao's eyes completely angered Lin Lin, and Lin's swollen body flew up like a tiger. He fluttered towards Bai Mu Xiao and yelled, ”Slut, I want to kill You are the princess ... ”

”Xiaoer be careful!”

A familiar male voice came nervously from behind Bai Mu Xiao. He grabbed Bai Mu Xiao and pulled it to the side. At the same time, he kicked his right leg sharply and kicked Lin Ying's abdomen.

Lin screamed sternly, and fell down on the ground with a stubborn grief, embarrassed.

Kneeling on the futon, she turned a blind eye and stood up and saluted, ”I've seen the Lord.”

Yes, here is Han Lingfu.