Lu Qipei agreed very well, but he didn't ask Qi Yang for help because of anything. Of course, she didn't need to ask for help, because she hadn't seen him since Lu Qicheng came to her yard to make trouble.
The days in the Lu Mansion became calm, and the servants seemed to be more respectful to her. And she completely ignored Lu Qicheng, and only when she dreamed back in the middle of the night would Lu Qipei think of the younger brother who had become unrecognizable—since the relationship between the sister and brother had already died down with the two bowls of poisonous soup, she was for him I chose the most painless way to die, but the steps towards death will be relentless.
By the beginning of May, the weather gradually became hot, and the thin spring shirt was replaced with refreshing summer clothes.
On a certain evening when the sun was high, Lu Qipei delayed his return until late as usual. She was even in a good mood, because the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, and there would be a day off in the DPRK and China. Qi Yang had already made an appointment with her to go to Qingshui River to watch the dragon boats together on the Dragon Boat Festival.
However, such a good mood could not be maintained, because the carriage had just stopped outside the Lu Mansion when Lu Qipei lifted the curtain and saw the white flags hanging at the door - this is a sign that is hung only when someone in the mansion passes away, Lu Qipei It hardly takes a second to know who is dead.
She was in a trance for a moment, and even the hand that opened the curtain was shaking.
Until Qi Bo came out, with a white cloth tied around his waist, his face was solemn: "Young Master, Young Master, he... went."
Lu Qipei's hand shook violently, and the opened car curtain fell back like this, isolating the inside and outside. The light as far as the eye can see dimmed, and the inside of the carriage had become dim and gloomy.
For a moment, Lu Qipei's face was extremely pale, and there was only a blank space in his mind - she thought that she was still sad, even if it was her own hands, even if the relationship between sister and brother was long gone, but when she really faced this moment. At that time, she couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Then she couldn't help but think, after her death in the previous life, did Lu Qicheng ever feel a moment of heartache and regret when he learned the news
Maybe not. She didn't regret it, but her heart still throbbed.
After sitting in the carriage for a while, without delaying any more time, Lu Qipei quickly recovered his emotions and opened the curtain again.
Zeb was still waiting outside, his expression as sad as it should be. Seeing that Lu Qipei had packed up his emotions and appeared again, he also handed over the white cloth in his hand: "My lord, my condolences. The young master went in a dream, so there should be no pain."
Unexpected death, but to say that there is no pain may not be true. Lu Qipei didn't think about torturing Lu Qicheng at first, but she chose chronic poison because she didn't want to be too obvious. Sleeping every day was no pain, but when she woke up, she clearly realized that she was getting closer to the god of death. It's another kind of mental torture.
Lu Qipei hadn't seen Lu Qicheng this month, and he didn't know his final collapse and madness. At this moment, after hearing Qi Bo's words, she just nodded silently, then got off the carriage, took the white cloth from Qi Bo's hand, and tied it around her waist.
When she spoke again, her voice was a little hoarse, suppressing complex emotions that she might not be able to understand: "I'll go see him."
Qi Bo didn't say anything, he led her into the door and saw the mourning hall that had been arranged.
Lu Qipei saw Lu Qicheng again, he was lying quietly in the narrow coffin, his face was calm and serene, and even his face still maintained the good look of his life. Except that he has stopped breathing, it almost makes one think he is still soundly asleep.
However, to die is to die. There is no one in this world who was born exactly like her, and there is no one who used to call her "Sister"—she didn't know why they came to this point. , but she didn't want to die, so she lost her younger brother, who had been dependent on each other since childhood, and her last relative.
Lu Qipei still had no regrets, but her eyes turned red the moment she saw Lu Qicheng. The thin water mist in the eyes condensed, and finally turned into a teardrop and fell down, hitting the heart, causing astringent pain.
Qi Yang was no more than Lu Qipei when she received the news. She cared about the Lu family, and the spies always delivered news in a timely manner.
At that time, she and Lu Qipei had just parted ways, and they were still on their way back to the palace. When she got the news, she immediately stopped the carriage.
Zhi Ting was riding with her when she saw Qi Yang stop the carriage, so he asked, "Your Highness, do you want to go to the Lu Mansion to express condolences?" Before Qi Yang could answer, he persuaded him again, "Young Master Lu just went back, now It might be a little early to come in."
However, Qi Yang only glanced at her when he heard it, and immediately told the driver outside, "Turn around and go to Ronghua Street."
The coachman outside immediately turned his horse's head upon hearing the words, without the slightest hesitation about Her Royal Highness's orders. However, Zhi Ting in the carriage was stunned when he heard such an order, because Ronghua Street was far from the Lu Mansion and was the place where famous shops in Beijing gathered.
His Royal Highness's posture does not seem to be condolences, but it seems to be going shopping? !
Zhi Ting secretly glanced at Qi Yang, and unexpectedly found that Her Royal Highness seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on the corner of her lips... But this method is not right, the younger brother of her sweetheart died, although she didn't feel the same way, but what about shopping with a smile? What's the matter? !
Following Qi Yang's side for many years, Zhi Ting felt that her Highness was unpredictable for the first time. She struggled for a while, but she still couldn't hold back and asked, "His Royal Highness should go back to the palace since he didn't go to the Lu Mansion to offer condolences. What are you going to do on Ronghua Street at this time?"
Qi Yang leaned lazily on the carriage, not hiding it from her, and said with a smile on his lips: "There is a good fireworks shop on Ronghua Street."
But Zhi Ting was even more stunned by the ox-tou's wrong answer, and carefully followed Qi Yang's words and asked, "Your Highness wants to see the fireworks?"
Qi Yang shook his finger at her and replied, "No, I'm going to buy some firecrackers and set them off to celebrate."
Zhi Ting was finally suffocated by this answer. She looked at her Highness in disbelief, almost suspecting that her ears were broken, or that her Highness's heart was broken—you are in the forefoot with Mr. Lu, When she heard that her brother had died, she was going to set off firecrackers to celebrate. What did Her Highness think? Could it be that he was just kidding around? !
However, no matter what Zhi Ting thought in his heart and how strange his face was, it didn't affect Qi Yang's decision in the slightest.
She really went to Ronghua Street to buy two bunches of firecrackers, and then asked the driver to find an open place, and she was beaming with joy.
Although Her Royal Highness felt that it was a bit naive to do this afterwards, but she was in a good mood - her hatred for Lu Qicheng had already been deeply rooted, and it was not something that could be settled by a glass of poisonous wine in her previous life. It would be great to see him die again!
And once this person died, the obstacle between her and Lu Qipei seemed to be one less layer...
After setting off the firecrackers to celebrate, Her Royal Highness clapped her hands and felt refreshed, then turned around and got into the carriage and went back to the palace.
Zhi Ting followed with a dazed face. She dazedly followed Qi Yang and boarded the carriage, and then dazedly followed back to Jingchen Palace.
The familiar environment finally brought her back to her senses, but before Zhi Ting could sort out her mood, she listened to her Highness's instructions: "Zhi Ting, go and look for it for me, find some plain clothes, we will see you tomorrow. I have to go to the Lu Mansion to offer my condolences."
After hearing this, Zhi Ting's breathing stagnated again, her eyes were dazed - she couldn't understand the brain circuit of her Highness at all
In this huge capital, Lu Qicheng is not even a small person. Except for the people in the Lu family who will prepare a funeral for him, there are only a few condolences - today's Lu Qicheng is not the one who was in the court in his previous life. The concubine, who was born from water, is just Lu Xiuzhuan's younger brother, so apart from the condolences of a few colleagues from the Hanlin Academy, the Lu family's mourning hall can be described as deserted.
It was in this deserted group that Qi Yang stepped into the Lu Mansion for the first time.
Lu Qipei didn't think she would come, so he was a little nervous for a moment, so he hurriedly greeted her and asked, "Why are you here?"
Qi Yang didn't answer immediately, just looked up at her. Seeing the blue and black eyes in her eyes, he raised his hand and stroked it, and then softly comforted: "Apei, don't be sad, I will accompany you from now on."
This is the best comfort and the best promise. It slammed into Lu Qipei's heart, causing her eyes to turn red again.
After a while, she nodded and replied, "Well, I know."
The outside of the mourning hall is obviously not a good place to talk. Although Lu Qipei didn't want Qi Yang to appear in the sight of the Lu family, but now that Lu Qicheng is gone, Qi Yang is not a princess that can be moved by the current Lu family.
So after a moment of trepidation, Lu Qipei quickly calmed down again. She took Qi Yang into the mourning hall, ignoring Qi Bo who was looking at him, lit a stick of incense and handed it to Qi Yang.
Her Royal Highness did not refuse, she put a stick of incense on Lu Qicheng with a calm expression, and then made a ruthless request: "Apei, I heard that your brother is the same as you, can I see him?"
Such a request is quite rude. Even Lu Qipei, who has always been tolerant and doting on her, couldn't help frowning at this moment - the deceased is dead, no matter how much discord and hatred he had before his death, it was not to disturb the other party's long sleep. reason. What's more, in Lu Qipei's opinion, Qi Yang's request was more out of curiosity, so she didn't plan to accommodate her this time.
"His Royal Highness, this is not..." Before the appropriate words were spoken, Qi Yang had already bypassed her and walked quickly towards the back of the mourning hall.
Lu Qipei was startled, and hurriedly chased after him, only to see that Qi Yang was already standing in front of the uncovered coffin.
She looked at the people in the coffin with deep eyes, and then raised her eyes to Lu Qipei who was chasing after her. Lu Qicheng, whose face was covered by makeup, was very similar to Lu Qipei, so similar that Qi Yang suddenly felt uneasy.
So before Lu Qipei, who was chasing after him, could say anything, she felt a small white hand on her chest...