After a while, someone finally came over.
This person looked like a steward, and he didn't greet them when he came in. He raised his hand, and several people came up to lift the stretcher.
Hui Niang hurriedly asked: "What are you doing? Where do you want to take my wife?"
The steward gave her a cold look: "Why, doesn't your wife want to attend the funeral?"
Before Hui Niang could answer, the group lifted Lu Qingyi's body and went out.
Hui Niang quickly called A Sheng, pulled Lu Mingshu, and followed.
Jiuyao Palace is located at a high peak, it is very cold outside, and there is still snow in some places, so it is not easy to walk. These people have long been used to walking fast. The three of Lu Mingshu, a child, a woman, and a wounded man, chased after them hard.
The palaces are connected, and they walk one level after another, and finally stop at a remote courtyard.
A coffin had already been placed in the main hall of the small courtyard. Those people put down Lu Qingyi's body and went out. After a while, another group of people brought white flags, shrouds, linen, braziers, yellow paper and other things.
The steward stood in front of them, his tone was cold: "Madam head is kind-hearted, I allow you to keep the coffin here. After three days, whether you want to carry the coffin back to your hometown or cremate it is up to you."
When he mentioned Mrs. Zhang, Lu Mingshu stood in front of Lu Qingyi, clenched his fists, expressionless.
After the steward finished speaking, he lifted the curtain and went out.
The servants also left cleanly.
With no one to help them, they fend for themselves.
Ah Sheng limped to set up the mourning hall, while Lu Mingshu helped Hui Niang scrub Lu Qingyi's body and change the shroud.
After finishing the arrangement, the three of them put on sackcloth and folded ingots around the brazier.
Although no one will come to express their condolences, they have done meticulously in all funeral ceremonies.
At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside, and someone stepped into the hall.
Hui Niang suddenly stood up and said angrily, "What are you doing here?"
The person who came was Fu Shangqing.
Still wearing the unbreakable mask, he said softly: "At least we are a couple, I'll see her off."
"unnecessary!"
Fu Shangqing ignored her, and looked at Lu Mingshu: "Come here."
"Miss." Hui Niang nervously held Lu Mingshu's shoulder.
"Aunt Hui, it's fine." Lu Mingshu whispered, "This is my father."
Hui Niang felt a pain in her heart: "Miss..."
Lu Mingshu took a deep breath and took a steady step forward.
Following Fu Shangqing, Lu Mingshu entered the hall that was supposed to be used for receiving guests.
Fu Shangqing sat down at the main seat, and habitually wanted to hold tea, but it was a pity that the cup was empty.
He touched his nose and looked at his eldest daughter, whom he had never seen before.
Her facial features are clear and beautiful, more like Lu Qingyi, a typical graceful appearance of Eastern Vietnamese women. However, the bridge of the nose is very high, looking like him, it looks a bit lonely.
His heart was indifferent, and his tone was very calm: "After your mother's funeral is over, move to Bixi Valley. I will find a master for you."
Lu Mingshu suddenly raised his head.
In the remote courtyard here, the father and daughter met for the first time in their lives, and in the gorgeous palace over there, a pair of sisters were chatting.
"Where's brother-in-law?" Zhou Yinru asked after entering the Qiongyu Palace, but she didn't see Fu Shangqing.
Sitting on the kang by the window was a beautiful young woman who looked quite similar to her, and while she was threading, she replied, "Go and see if you need any help over there."
She didn't point it out specifically, but Zhou Yinru understood immediately, and said, "Sister, you have a big heart, brother-in-law goes to see his old love, you can still sit still."
The beautiful young woman, Fu Shangqing's current wife, Zhou Miaoru, glanced up at her and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, this is what should be done."
Zhou Yinru snorted: "You just get used to him!" She was the youngest girl in the family, she was originally arrogant and savage, but she was a little restrained outside, facing her sister, she lost a little bit of scruples, and revealed her arrogant nature.
"What's more, if you didn't do things cleanly, would he need this?" Zhou Miaoru took it easy, "At the beginning you volunteered to go to Dongyue, I thought you were capable, but unexpectedly, you almost messed up the matter. Yes. The purpose of sending He Lishu back was to fill in the loopholes, so that Yuwen Master would not be caught one day. It’s good for you to go to Dongyue to kill one and leave a clue for them to find Xichuan. "
"Sister!" Zhou Yinru was dissatisfied at being scolded by her, "Didn't I already find a way to make it up? Besides, I didn't mean to anger them on purpose. If Ruixiang just said a few more words, they would die of anger."
"What kind of master, what kind of maid. If it wasn't for your dissatisfaction, would Ruixiang have the guts? Don't take it seriously. This time, it's just a matter of fooling around. If you say it has no impact on Shang Qing No, that's impossible." Zhou Miaoru sighed. The reputation that has been in operation for seven years is completely flawless.
"What influence will it have?" Zhou Yinru didn't care, "Brother-in-law is the head of Jiuyao Palace, a majestic trance master. When one day he becomes a master, how many people will fawn on him and write a book and biography for him, who cares about this!"
Zhou Miaoru shook her head, not arguing about this topic with her younger sister.
But she stopped talking, and Zhou Yinru continued to ask: "Sister, that brat, what are you going to do?"
Zhou Miaoru looked up at her: "What brat? Girl, don't speak so harshly."
Zhou Yinru curled her lips, sometimes she really can't understand her sister like this, is it necessary to be so cautious
"Of course it's a wild girl born to that woman. Master Yuwen made up his mind to bring that girl in to disgust us. It's really annoying."
Zhou Miaoru looked at her with a half-smile: "Didn't you already find a way out for her?"
Speaking of this matter, Zhou Yinru was a little proud: "Sister, I have a good idea, right? Master Yuwen wants to keep her, okay, let's stay. I want to find a good master for her, no problem, Liu Ji is really famous enough Right? Sister, you didn’t see Master Yuwen being speechless by me, it’s so satisfying!”
She laughed twice, but seeing that Zhou Miaoru was still the same, she didn't seem to care, so 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, I would definitely be unhappy. This wild girl will remind me that my man once belonged to someone else."
"So you are not me." Zhou Miaoru put down the needle and thread in her hand, pinched the center of her brows, "You have been like this since you were a child, and you only want to please yourself."
"Hmph!" Being scolded again, Zhou Yinru was not happy. But after thinking about it, she leaned over and asked again, "Sister, do you really not want to move? It's very easy to deal with her now..."
Zhou Miaoru glanced over, "Don't worry about it."
Zhou Yinru pursed her lips: "You're not afraid that your brother-in-law will be angry, are you? My brother-in-law doesn't care about her."
"I don't do anything, of course he doesn't care. If I do, it will be my crime sooner or later." Zhou Miaoru picked up the tea and smiled slightly, "Besides, didn't you plan for her? Xigu, what future do you have?"