Many of the female guests beside him didn't know it, and seeing Yu Qingyao so sad, they all felt suspicious.
Seeing Mrs. Ji like this, Yu Qingyao seemed to believe that Ji Yingde was really dead.
She threw herself on the jade coffin again, crying: "Yingde, you promised to marry me, but you are dead, what do you want me to do?"
As soon as this remark came out, the guests who didn't know were sweating profusely, all of them were refreshed, and they pricked up their ears to listen to the gossip.
The guests who knew about it secretly rejoiced, thinking: It turns out that Yu Qingyao agreed with the marriage in her heart. Fortunately, Ji Yingde died, otherwise, the agreement of that year would be completely useless. No wonder the suzerain agreed to the agreement, that old fox, I'm afraid that he knew that Yu Qingyao would not regret the marriage. However, no matter how cunning the suzerain was, he probably never thought that his son would kill himself. That's what makes people count.
Hearing what Yu Qingyao said, Mrs. Ji was even more sad, and came to hold Yu Qingyao and cry.
She said sadly: "Ying'er left us, and I don't want to live anymore."
Yu Qingyao turned around and cried: "Auntie, why is he willing to abandon us?"
After hearing this, Mrs. Ji burst into tears again.
The female guests on the side rushed over to persuade them.
An old woman persuaded: "Fairy Yu, don't cry, the second son doesn't want to. Since you are here, give him a stick of incense!"
After hearing this, Yu Qingyao said sadly: "Yes, I should put incense on him."
She gently broke away from Mrs. Ji and came to the spiritual table.
The guests who were paying homage immediately moved out of the way to make room for her.
Yu Qingyao shed tears, burned incense, and bowed nine times upright, praying silently in her heart: Second son, you have a good journey, I will remember you. Thank you for bringing me to Daluotian. I hope you will be reborn in a wealthy family in your next life and be a good person in the future.
After praying, she put the incense in front of the spiritual tablet.
Mrs. Ji Shao knelt down and returned the salute with red eyes.
Yu Qingyao nodded to Mrs. Ji Shao, but did not leave.
She took out another brocade robe and said to the jade coffin, "Yingde, this is a new dress I made for you. I planned to give it to you when you leave the customs. Now burn it for you!"
For this dress, she had discussed with Mrs. Ji for a few days before deciding on the style and fabric, and it took nearly half a month to make it by herself.
Just wait for this moment to burn to Ji Yingde, do you understand
When everyone saw it, they were speechless.
When Mrs. Ji saw it, she burst into tears again.
Yu Qingyao burned the brocade robe on the spot with the censer in front of the coffin.
Then, she took out the wedding dress she bought in Qindu a year ago and said, "Yingde, this is the wedding dress I prepared a long time ago. I thought I could wear it to marry you, but who would have expected you to abandon me halfway?" I'm gone. I don't need this wedding dress anymore. Today, I will burn it and treat it as if I went to Huangquan to accompany you."
As she spoke, she threw the wedding dress into the fire again.
When the bright red wedding dress caught fire, it immediately caught fire.
Everyone looked very sad, Mrs. Ji almost fainted from crying.
Yu Qingyao took out the mandarin duck pillows again, and burned the mandarin duck quilts one by one with tears.
There was no sound in the mourning hall, and everyone watched Yu Qingyao burn these newlyweds with complicated emotions.
Some of the female guests couldn't hold back their tears, it was so sad.
Looking at it, Ji Xuande was very grateful, and thought: I can't imagine that she has prepared all these things, and she really wants to marry that brat. Thanks to me killing him, otherwise, I'm afraid I can only watch her marry that brat.
After burning the last piece, Yu Qingyao was overwhelmed with grief and fainted in front of the spiritual tablet.
When Mrs. Ji saw it, she burst into tears and said, "My son is really unlucky!"
She also passed out.
All the female guests rushed forward to help them to rest at the back.
Mrs. Ji Shao, who was kneeling beside her, was very confused.
She thought to herself: Hey, doesn't she like my husband? how so? Who is she in love with? Is it brother or brother? Or do you love both? This is too ridiculous!
When she looked up, seeing Ji Xuande looking back with concern, she felt very upset.
The story of Fairy Yu crying and burning her dowry soon spread throughout the thirty-six peaks of the Fushan Sect.
People who heard about it were all amazed.
Everyone sighed that Ji Yingde was unlucky, and praised Yu Qingyao for being affectionate and righteous.
When Zeng Jiwei's dandies heard about this, they all envied Ji Yingde, and felt that if they died, it would be worthwhile to have such a fairy cry for a while.
Among the disciples, some were not interested in Yu Qingyao, especially the female disciples. They felt that Yu Qingyao was drinking and having fun with those true disciples all day long, not like a real cultivator. He thinks that she is merciful everywhere, that she is not clear with many true disciples, and that she is a free-spirited woman. The perception of her is completely different now.
Yu Qingyao woke up slowly, she really fainted.
But it's not because of sadness, but because of the self-closing heart sutra that made me dizzy.
Mrs. Ji looked at her lovingly, and said with tears, "My good boy, I'm sorry for you."
At this moment, Mrs. Ji really regarded Yu Qingyao as an unmarried daughter-in-law.
Yu Qingyao said with tears: "I really want to go with him."
One sentence caused Mrs. Ji to cry again.
Mrs. Ji Shao was on the side and really wanted to say: "Then hurry up and follow! Then I don't have to bother you."
But she still had to persuade her against her will: "Sister Qingyao, stop talking nonsense! If you really went with him, what would people think of my Ji family?"
Well, if Yu Qingyao died at this time, others would say that the Ji family forced her to die.
Mrs. Ji Shao didn't understand that even if Yu Qingyao really wanted to commit suicide, the senior sect would definitely not allow it.
A group of female relatives on the side also persuaded.
Yu Qingyao sighed, and said to Mrs. Ji: "Auntie, I want to watch the spirit with you."
Madam Ji was moved in her heart, and said with tears in her eyes, "How about that?"
Yu Qingyao wiped away her tears and said: "Yingde wanted to marry me wholeheartedly. I couldn't marry him before I was alive. He died. I want to do my best as a wife. If I want to come to him, I will be happy. Still Auntie, please complete it!"
The women next to her were shocked when they heard that, Yu Qingyao's behavior was very impolite. How can there be a girl who has no name or title and is not married to guard the spirit of a man
Having done so, she hardly ever thought of marrying again.
After hearing this, Madam Ji nodded her head moved.
In Mrs. Ji's opinion, only Yu Qingyao was the one with her heart, the one who was truly saddened by Ji Yingde's death.
Yu Qingyao really started to wear sackcloth and filial piety, she lived in Ji's mansion right now, and since then accompanied Mrs. Ji in and out, just like a widow.
That night, in the middle of the night, when there were no guests, only Ji Yingde's concubines were eligible to come to worship.
They were all crying, but the reasons for crying were very different.
Like Meiji, she lost her backer after crying.
Sister Rouji was crying that her enemy was finally dead, and she was finally relieved.
Hwa-ji cries badly because she thinks of more. Once the Second Young Master died, as a concubine, she didn't even think about remarrying, the Ji family couldn't afford to lose him. These concubines, they can only stay widowed until death. Once the second son dies, their future life will go from bad to worse. However, there is nothing to change, no one can save them.
(end of this chapter)