No one expected that Qu Moying would burst into tears uncontrollably.
Seeing her kneeling on the ground with her head down and her crying voice choked, the people who followed her in looked at each other. As they had followed her all the way here, everyone thought that Qu Moying was just pretending, and the most important thing was probably to find her cousin Yue Wenhan.
Yue Wenhan was young, handsome, and held a high position at a young age, which showed that the emperor valued him. Qu Moying had no engagement now, so it was possible that she was secretly tempted. Qu Qiuyan and Xiao Haitang thought even more about it and felt that the so-called worship was just an excuse.
I didn't expect that she really came to pay tribute to Ling Anbo
There was another person in the mourning hall, looking at Qu Moying in astonishment. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but then it was suppressed. He knelt on the ground with Qu Moying and began to cry softly.
Two people were crying, and the rest could not help crying. Everyone started wiping their tears. Even those who had no tears at all wiped their eyes vigorously. It was impossible for them to not shed a tear while others were crying.
After crying for a while, Ji Yuanxing spoke first: "Cousin, please persuade Miss Qu Si. If she continues crying, it will hurt her health."
Qu Moying's crying was not loud, but the low whimpering sounded more like the desperate cry of a little animal. It made people feel sad and upset. Seeing her kneeling there weakly for a long time without getting up, people felt an inexplicable pity for her.
Everyone knows that crying like Qu Moying is the most harmful to her health.
"Miss Qu Si, please get up first. Crying like this will hurt your body." Xiao Haitang didn't want to cry anymore. She wiped her eyes with her hand, walked to Qu Moying, and reached out to support her.
Yu Dong hurriedly stepped forward and separated her hands: "Miss Xiao, please don't worry too much. Our young lady will just cry for a while."
When she came, Qu Moying told Yudong not to let anyone interrupt her crying, she just wanted to worship for a while longer.
Although he didn't understand why his young lady cared so much about Ling Anbo, whom he had never met, he thought it might be because of the Crown Princess. He heard that the Crown Princess was very good to his young lady and the doctor who treated her eyes was found by the Crown Princess. Now that he saw that all the descendants of the Crown Princess were gone, he was so sad.
A maid blocked her way? Xiao Haitang's face looked a little unhappy, but after all, she was a servant of the Qu Mansion, so she couldn't get angry and turned around to look at Qu Qiuyan.
Qu Qiuyan also wiped her eyes, looking very sad, "Yudong, Fourth Sister is crying too sadly, why don't you help your young lady up? Fourth Sister's health is not good to begin with, if she really faints from sadness, what should we do?"
She was also a lady of the Qu family, so it was natural for her to scold a servant.
But Yu Dong didn't even look at her. He just bowed to her lowly and then continued to stand beside Qu Moying, separating Xiao Haitang and Qu Moying.
This neither soft nor hard look made Qu Qiuyan so angry that she wanted to explode, but she suppressed her anger, knowing that this was not the right time.
He took a few steps to the other side of Qu Moying and said softly, "Fourth sister, don't be sad. Take care of yourself. The dead are gone, and the ones left behind are the most important."
As he said this, he reached out to help Qu Moying.
She is the young lady of the Qu family, and Yudong cannot just go up and stop her.
Qu Moying slowly raised her head, her eyes were already wet. Yu Chun hurried forward to help her up, avoiding Qu Qiuyan who was also trying to help Qu Moying up.
As she stood up, everyone looked at the corner of her lips in astonishment. A faint trace of blood was hanging from the corner of her bitten mouth, clearly visible against her jade-like skin, adding a sense of sadness and sorrow to the mourning hall.
No one noticed that Ji Yuanhai, who was kneeling on the ground crying, raised his head and looked at Qu Moying in astonishment. Then, without anyone noticing, he lowered his head and continued crying.
"Miss." Yuchun panicked and said hurriedly.
Qu Moying reached out and took out a handkerchief and gently pressed the corner of her lips, then shook her head, "I'm fine."
"Miss, your veil is wet. I'll change it for you." Yu Chun reached out and took out a clean veil from her arms.
Qu Moying nodded and took Yuchun to a corner and stood there. Yuchun took off her tear-soaked veil and replaced it with a new one. Then she tidied it up before turning back.
When she turned around, everyone behind her looked at her in confusion. No one expected Qu Moying to be so sad. The few people in the mourning hall fell silent for a rare time, looking at Qu Moying with wandering eyes.
For a moment, it was very quiet.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise coming from the entrance of the station. People in the mourning hall thought it was not a big deal and did not pay much attention to it. However, the noise became louder and louder and people could faintly hear someone crying.
Ji Yuanxing showed displeasure on his face. He turned around and was about to tell the servant behind him, but suddenly a woman in mourning clothes rushed into the mourning hall. He was furious and scolded, "Where did this ignorant person come from? Take her away! This is my uncle's mourning hall. Not everyone can come in!"
Xiao Yingming, who was following behind him, hurried over and was about to pull the woman, but she raised her head and said sternly, "I'll see who can move me."
The servant was startled and stepped back quickly.
"Madam Xiang?" Ji Yuanxing recognized the person in front of him at this time, and said in surprise. He waved and winked at the servant, and the servant took two steps back, then turned around and ran inside to report the news.
Although Aunt Xiang is a concubine, she is still an elder after all. Especially now is Ji Yongming's funeral hall, it is not inappropriate for Aunt Xiang to be here.
"Master, why did you stop me from coming in to see my uncle for the last time? Is there something strange about his death?" Aunt Xiang raised her pale face and glared at Ji Yuanxing.
In the past, she worked with Madam Ling Anbo. At that time, people from the second house were always respectful to her. Although something happened later and she was content to live in the Buddhist temple, she still had her own aura. Now, she asked questions with confidence, and Ji Yuanxing was unable to answer for a while.
Aunt Xiang is not Qu Moying. Although Qu Moying is a relative, she is not close. Even if she is related to Madam Ling Anbo by blood, she has no direct relationship with Ling Anbo. It is understandable if she is not allowed to see her, and she is just a junior.
It’s different with Concubine Xiang. Concubine Xiang is Ling Anbo’s woman. If she wants to meet him, it’s understandable. The only drawback is that she is a concubine.
Ji Yuanhai didn't know when he had stopped crying. He wiped his tears and stared at Aunt Xiang with his eyes swollen into slits, scrutinizing her.
When Concubine Xiang went in, he was still young and didn't understand much. In the past, it was impossible for him, a bastard from the second house, to have any contact with the concubine from the first house. He had only seen her from a distance.
It was just that Xiang Yi Niang was full of vigor and vitality at that time.
The one who was in a hurry was not the middle-aged woman in front of him who looked as haggard as an old woman.
It is clear from the tone and manner of speaking.
Qu Moying turned his gaze towards him and looked at him calmly. This child was not an impulsive person. Although he was young, he had his own thoughts and ideas!
"Madam Xiang, why are you talking like that? My uncle died of illness. Everyone knows that. The illness has been delayed for a long time. Recently, because of the Crown Princess's matter... I can't bear it for a while. Madam Xiang, you have been in the Buddhist temple. Who instigated you to come here?"
Ji Yuanxing reacted quickly. After a moment of hesitation, he asked back.
He has always known that Aunt Xiang was locked up in the Buddhist hall. He also knew that Aunt Xiang would be locked up in the Buddhist hall forever and would not be able to come out. On the one hand, it was the wish of her grandmother and mother, and on the other hand, it was also her own wish. But what happened at this moment
There is no way that Concubine Xiang would come out. Did she hear some news
Who spread the news then
And it just so happened that at this moment, his eyes swept across the young ladies present, and finally his gaze fell on Xiao Haitang. If there was anyone else in this mansion who knew about Concubine Xiang, it would be cousin Xiao Haitang. But how could this be possible? It was impossible for my cousin to do such a thing and pick out Concubine Xiang.
Then who is it
"My Lord, I was not instigated by anyone. I just wanted to see Master. Master was a hero all his life, but he didn't even have his wife and children to offer to his spirit. I am his concubine, and I am the only one who can send off his spirit. But I didn't see Master for the last time before he passed away. Is it not too much to see him now?"
Aunt Xiang calmed herself down and said that she had always been a capable person, and it was justified for her to ask at this time.
"Madam Xiang, I... can't make the decision on this matter." Ji Yuanxing couldn't resist for a moment and made excuses.
"Who can make the decision?" Aunt Xiang said without giving in.
"Of course it's grandma's idea." Ji Yuanxing said stiffly, hoping that grandma could come over soon. Aunt Xiang was his uncle's concubine, and it was really not something he could control. It would be best if grandma could control her. Even if it wasn't grandma, his mother could come over. After all, his mother was the legitimate wife of the second uncle, and it was not something a concubine could control.
"Young Master, I just want to see the uncle for the last time. Is that too much? Why are you making excuses? Could it be that the uncle died unjustly, so you don't want me to see him?" Aunt Xiang said aggressively, wiping away her tears, angrily.
"For the past three years, I have been praying for Master Bo in the Buddhist temple, thinking that Master Bo, the Crown Princess, and the Third Miss were all safe and sound. I didn't expect that not only would they all be in trouble, but I wouldn't be able to see Master Bo for the last time. All the children in the first wife's house are gone now, and all the children belong to the second wife's house. Could it be that I can't even see him for the last time now?"
Aunt Xiang became angrier and angrier as she spoke, her eyes filled with sorrow and despair. Someone else came to pay their respects outside the mourning hall, and when they heard the commotion inside, they couldn't help but stop. The door of the mourning hall was open, and even though they were far away, they could still see the movements of several people inside, and hear Aunt Qingxiang's angry words. For a moment, the people who came up to pay their respects looked at each other.
This is like opening a new door, pushing everyone's thoughts in a direction they have never been to, directly clarifying the purpose of things...
But this is too scary...