The housekeeper knelt before the spirit, his face solemn and sad.
Ling Xueman's steps stopped at the treasury office, staring blankly at the housekeeper and the bright hall, her heart empty.
As if he felt someone, the butler suddenly looked at his eyes and was shocked. He hurriedly stood up and walked towards Ling Xueman. He bowed slightly and said calmly: "Princess, if you can't support it, you can rest for a while. The servant will guard first. ."
"When did you come back?" Ling Xueman murmured.
"Back to the princess, the minion returned after placing the little prince. It took about a quarter of an hour to return and disappeared from the princess. I think the princess was exhausted and went back to the room to rest, so he didn't dare to disturb the princess." said the steward.
Ling Xueman raised her eyes slightly, and asked unconsciously, "Really? Didn't you see anyone? Or... Did you hear anything?"
"What does the princess mean? Did anyone break in? The slave immediately sent someone to search for it!" The butler's expression changed, and after speaking, he turned around and walked out.
Ling Xueman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "No! I just asked the butler casually!"
"Huh?" The butler stopped, opened his eyes in surprise, and then said with his hands: "Wang Hao, now the prince is no longer there, and the little prince is so young, we don't have the backbone of the mansion in this palace, I am afraid it will be more difficult in the future. If there is a place to wait for the princess, please tell the truth. In addition, the servant has assigned Chuntang and Qiuyue to wait for the princess. This water garden is the residence of the princess before his death. In the future, the princess can live in the bedroom of the princess."
"Uh...I won't live there, butler, can you change the room for me?" Ling Xueman paled with lingering fears.
The butler was puzzled, "Wang Hao, that bedroom is also your marriage room with the prince, why don't you live in it? Besides, this is what the prince confessed before his death, and the slave dare not violate it."
"Why don't you dare? He is no longer there, and I don't care about you anymore. I really don't dare to live. You can even point me to a house. I just can't live there." Ling Xue blushed anxiously. Fingers were twisted together, and she felt her teeth trembling. The house where people had died was still the room of her nominal husband who had no feelings with her. And... she was fucked there just now. How dare she live
But the butler calmly said: "The princess's words are too bad! One day is the master, the life is the master! Even if the prince is gone, the slave is still a slave, and the master is still the master! The slave dare not give the master a little bit of attention, please, the princess Follow the master’s order too!"
"housekeeper…"
"Princess, please continue to stand for the prince!"
The butler stopped talking, walked to the place and knelt down.
Ling Xueman bit her lower lip feebly, paused for nearly a minute, then slowly walked over, and then slowly knelt down, but the pain under her body made her gasp, and while gritting her teeth, Then he cursed the damn thief in my heart!
"From now on, you are my woman. If you dare to be ambiguous with other men, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
The last sentence that the man said when he left suddenly jumped out of his mind, Ling Xueman shuddered, such a man who has the ability to come and go freely, even if he comes again, how can she have the ability to kill him
and also!
Ling Xueman's face turned white, and there must be blood stains on the sheets. In case the maid saw it... she turned her head and said eagerly: "Butler, don't let anyone enter the bedroom!"
"Huh? Wang Hao, what's wrong with you? Is something wrong?" The butler asked with a look.
"Don't worry about it, since I was allowed to live in that room, I will stay, but when I am away, no one is allowed in, I don't like it!" Ling Xueman said forcefully.
The butler stared at Ling Xueman, the look of Ling Xueman was embarrassed. It seemed that he already knew it, and it seemed that he thought her reason was far-fetched. Ling Xueman didn't dare to say anything to see, so she had to stare at each other calmly. For a long time, the butler didn't say anything at all, and nodded, "Yes, the minion will go and order the servants."
The housekeeper went out in the empty mourning hall, Ling Xueman half-kneeled and half-sitting, staring at the coffin in a daze.
Being exhausted physically and mentally, she really wants to lie down and sleep, hoping to wake up with her mother beside her, smiling softly at her, Xue Man, everything is over, no one will bully us anymore...
He closed his eyes chaotically, fell down, curled up on the cushion, tears streaming down his face...
For a long time, the sound of footsteps sounded, Ling Xueman did not move, until that step stopped in front of her, and a bowl of black concoction was delivered to her, "The princess was tired for a day today, and the servant ordered the dining room to boil the soup for the princess. , Wang Hao drink while it's hot!"
"Butler, I don't want to drink, you take it, I just want to lie down, can I?" Ling Xueman said lightly.
"The princess, after drinking the medicine, you will have the strength to guard the prince. You will be buried three days later, and there will be seven or seventy-nine days after that. You need to pray for the prince every day. Therefore, the princess's body and bones are important and there can be no difference." Looking at Ling Xueman, insisted.
Ling Xueman was very annoyed and annoyed. He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the housekeeper. After a while, he took it and sat up and asked quietly, "Housekeeper, this bowl of medicine...isn’t it a poison?"
The butler's face changed slightly, "Wang Hao, the servant dare not!"
"Hehe, I'm just joking casually. I can't help myself now. It's easy for anyone to let me die."
Close your eyes, open your mouth, and drink up.
The bitter taste remained in her mouth for a long time, just like her heart at the moment.
The butler took the empty bowl, took a few steps forward, stopped again, did not look back, only said: "The princess is alive, it is not easy to get a life from the emperor, and the days to come will still be long. The prince is watching from the sky, you will not die!"
Mo Lixuan came over as soon as daybreak, seeing the butler who was kneeling straight, and Ling Xueman who was half lying on the soft cushion, was taken aback, walked up to him a few steps, and called out, "Mother?"
"Li Xuan?" Ling Xueman opened his haggard eyes and responded lazily. He sat up with his palms on the ground, rubbed his eyes and said, "Is it dawn?"
"Well, mother, you can rest for a while when you go back to the room and eat some breakfast!" Mo Lixuan said calmly and with concern.
"Yeah, good." Ling Xueman agreed, and stood up with the help of Mo Lixuan. Her body was still aching, but she didn't dare to show it. She turned and walked a few steps before suddenly thinking of something and turning around: " Li Xuan, is Liu Xiangju where you live far from here?"
"Well, it's not too far, you'll be there just after a turn through the artificial lake outside." Mo Lixuan replied.
The housekeeper also stood up and shouted outside: "Chuntang Qiuyue, wait for the princess!"
Two beautiful maids came in from the door, facing Ling Xueman's body, they said crisply: "The slave maid sends peace to the princess!"
"Uh, don't be too polite, get up." Ling Xueman smiled slightly.
When he reached the door of the bedroom, Ling Xueman stopped and blocked the maid’s sight with his body to prevent them from seeing the inside. He smiled and said, “I want to take a shower first, and then eat.”
Chuntang and Qiuyue said without any hesitation: "Yes, the slave and maid will prepare now, please wait for the princess!"
Sitting in the steaming bath tub, Ling Xue wiped her body in a daze, once again, her eyes became moist and fuzzy.
She didn’t dare to let the maid see the traces of her being looted, and she didn’t dare to let people know that she was no longer in perfect shape. Therefore, she hid the bloody bed sheet and found an excuse to change the maid. New, sent them down again.
Now, she was the only one, and wanted to cry bitterly, but she only turned into a silent sob, mixing with the mist to indulge herself.
After eating breakfast, I fell asleep as soon as I touched the bed.
In the dream, the fourth king, Mo Qihan, walked towards her step by step, and asked her in a voice, "Are you cuckolding this king? If you don't want to live anymore, come and accompany this king! Come down! Come down!..."
"Ah! It's not my fault, it's not me, I don't want to, no, I don't want to die!..."
Ling Xueman chuckled in sweaty dreams, her arms danced wildly in the air, her scared face was extremely pale, she suddenly woke up, her eyes widened, and she scanned the surroundings and found that she was still in that room. Inside, I couldn't help yelling "Ah!", got into the quilt, and lay on the bed with his face covered, tears pouring out...
After crying for a while, Ling Xueman fell asleep again in a daze, until Chuntang Qiuyue came in to wake her up.
"Princess, Princess Yafei is here to express condolences. The servants are waiting for you to freshen up."
Ling Xueman raised her eyes in shock, and said in doubt: "Princess?"
"Yeah, Princess Ya is the daughter of the Queen’s empress, and our prince is the same mother’s brother and sister, and we are crying in front of the prince’s spirit at this moment! Princess, you are married into the mansion for the first time, and you should go outside quickly, lest you leave others. What a good eloquence." Qiuyue said with a touch of concern in his plain words.
Ling Xueman nodded mechanically, "Oh, what time is it now?"
"Back to the princess, it's almost noon!"
"Ok."
After changing clothes, sitting in front of the vanity mirror, Ling Xueman looked at herself in the mirror seriously for the first time. After a while, she grinned to self-deprecatingly, what if she was reborn as a beautiful woman? Before he was born, he has already entered the world in this cage! Moreover, she has become a widow with a broken flower and a willow!
"Wang concubine, why are your eyes so swollen? The slave and maid will take ice cubes to put on you." Chuntang frowned, and hurried out after speaking.
Qiuyue continued to pull her hair bun for Ling Xueman, her lips moved, and she closed her mouth tightly when she wanted to say something.
Ling Xueman was in a trance until he stepped into the mourning hall and saw the five princes yesterday and a girl who was comforted by Mo Qiyan and was crying.
Ling Xueman's sanity was a bit retreated, and she moved closer to Lianbu, and faintly twitched the corners of her lips, because her voice was a little heavy after crying, "Good princes! Good princess!"
Hearing that, several people cast their gazes on Ling Xueman's face, and the puffy eyes were so obvious that they were a little surprised.
Princess Ya Fei was crying less and less, she looked at Ling Xueman in a daze, and asked suspiciously: "Are you...Are you the Fourth Princess?"
"Yeah. I am."
Ling Xueman nodded lightly. This princess Yafei looked about her age. She was a very beautiful woman. She had a very noble temperament. Her brows were similar to the Fourth Prince, and there was a small dimple on her cheek. Her face was full of tears because of her sadness.
Ling Xueman pressed her lower lip lightly, took out her brocade from the cuffs, reached out to wipe the tears from her face for Princess Yafei, and said quietly: "The ones who have gone have gone, and those who are alive have to live, don't cry. It doesn't mean that he has forgotten. He just buried his sadness and longing deep in his heart. He did not die, but went to a place far, far away, where there was no pain, no sorrow, only happiness."
Hearing this, Mo Qiyan and the others looked at Ling Xueman in amazement, feeling a little stunned, confused, and unclear.
The third prince Mo Qiming's unsmiling face also floated a little, but he quickly turned his head, still indifferent to make one dare not take a step closer.
Princess Yafei looked at Ling Xueman, shaking her lips lightly, and asked a little bit carefully, "Is what you said is true? Fourth brother, he..."
"Well, he will always live in the hearts of those who love him." Ling Xueman smiled slightly and put all her sorrow into this smile. She should not be sad anymore. She recognized the loss of someone she could not love for the first time. She wants to live strong, looking for her own happiness.
"I understand, Sister-in-law, thank you!" Princess Yafei nodded, showing a sincere smile.
The guard continued until the night, the five brothers took turns on duty, Princess Yafei went back to the palace, Ling Xueman and Mo Lixuan were also arranged to go back to their rooms to rest, and then guard again during the day.
This night, nothing happened.
Because Ling Xueman had figured out his heart knot, he slept very deep and soundly.
It's just that the maid only changed the sheets, not the quilt, so she could always smell a faint scent of sandalwood in the quilt. She didn't know if the smell was from the fourth prince or the damn man!
No, the maid will have to change even the quilt tomorrow, and these two dead men will leave her far away!
The steward arrived at the Fragrant Altar through the secret passage in Mo Qihan's study one hour before dawn.
"Thanks to the master, the slave has already done what the master ordered!"
"Oh? Did she drink it all?" Mo Qihan asked without expression, sipping tea.
The butler nodded, "Yes, the servant stared at the princess and finished drinking. Besides, Chuntang Qiuyue has been assigned to the princess."
Mo Qihan said calmly: "Well. Don't embarrass her during this period of time, but her every move must be under your control, understand?"
"Yes, master! But how disrespectful the princess is to the master, the slave is judging whether the princess is pretending or has true temperament. If it is pretending, what is the purpose of the chess piece sent by Ling Beiyuan? Is it to test the master? It's true temperament, then this princess is forgiven..."
The housekeeper paused and looked at Mo Qihan carefully. Mo Qihan was still expressionless, but his index and middle fingers pressed against the tabletop, making a faint sound, his handsome eyebrows frowned for a while, and his cold lips lightly hooked: " Oh? Sagong, which one do you think is more likely?"
"Returning to the master, the slave has received the letter. On the morning of her marriage, the princess pretended to be crazy and didn't want to go to the sedan chair. She also clashed with Ling Beiyuan. Later, when she knew the master had passed away, the princess was excited to return to Ling's house. Looking at the words and deeds of the princess in the past two days, it does not seem to be pretending. However, before this matter is clarified, it is difficult for the minion to make a conclusion!"
Mo Qihan remained silent for a long time, and his thin lips lightly said: "If this girl is really sent by Ling Beiyuan to work as an undercover agent, then this girl's scheming is not as deep as usual, huh! Can make the second and fifth brothers speak for her, It's not easy!"
"Then the master is going to test the princess?" the butler asked, raising his eyes.
Mo Qihan groaned for a while, and said: "Retreat, don't startle, don't do anything, this king has his own opinion, you just keep watching Ling's family!"
"Yes, master! The minion retires!"
In the deep night, dyed with depressed ink, the figure standing by the window, the deep profile of his face flashed with cold light under the reflection of the moonlight, and the ink eyes were deep and gloomy.
"Ling Xueman, you'd better not come with this king, otherwise, even if you are this king's woman, this king will never allow you to survive!"
On the last day of the guard, Ling Xueman finally heard the third prince speak!
"Second brother, the fourth brother was buried tomorrow morning. I suddenly remembered something. It was the fourth brother’s favorite purple jade finger during his lifetime. Originally, it was left to me by my biological father. I was not willing to give it to the fourth brother. …Now that the death is too big, I want to put it on for the fourth brother, and give him another ride.” Mo Qiming looked at the coffin sadly, and took a finger from his thumb.
As soon as he said this, no one noticed that the face of the housekeeper, who had been bowing his head, changed in shock, and even a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead! Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the second prince calmly, waiting for the answer.
Others have no opinion. According to the elders and the young, the second prince is the eldest, so naturally it is his words.
But after the second prince Mo Qiyan pondered for a while, he slowly said, “I’m afraid my second brother will not be able to take charge of this matter. Don't worry about it at this moment, the Emperor Father will arrive tomorrow morning, please tell him later."
"Second brother! I'm just afraid that my father would disagree, but I really want to wear this purple jade finger to my fourth brother. This finger can avoid evil spirits, and Gu said it can keep the body from decay for 20 years, so..." Mo Qi Ming frowned, with a little anxiety on his face.
When everyone heard it, their eyes widened, staring at the finger of Mo Qiming in shock, Ling Xueman also curiously poked his head over, and saw that the finger was purple, crystal clear, and the purple light seemed to flow. Rotating around the body while pulling the finger, ambilight.
Although Ling Xueman didn't know the goods, seeing the shocked eyes of those who had seen countless rare and exotic treasures, you could know that this purple jade finger was definitely not an ordinary thing!
Can the body remain uncorrupted for 20 years
With this sentence, all the princes were very excited. The seventh prince Mo Qiyu pointed his finger and stammered: "Third brother, you, what you said is true, is it true?"
“Of course it’s true. When the prince’s eldest brother passed away three years ago, I didn’t know that this purple jade finger had such peculiarities, so I didn’t take it out. Later, I accidentally pulled out the manuscript left by my biological father during his lifetime and found it inside. It recorded the spirituality of this finger, suddenly remembered it last night, and rushed to bring it to the fourth brother." Mo Qiming nodded and said.
The fifth prince Mo Qilin also said excitedly: "Second brother, in this case, it is okay to open the coffin again!"
Sixth prince Mo Qichen also nodded and said: "Second brother, or we can report to the emperor first, and see how the emperor decides. If the fourth brother's body is not decayed, it will naturally be excellent."
The second prince Mo Qiyan thought for a long time before he said: "According to what the sixth brother said, I will report to the emperor tomorrow morning, the third brother's heart, the second brother brothers thanked the fourth brother!"
"The second brother is serious. Although I am not my father's own birth, I am also a descendant of the Mo family. Moreover, my father has shown great kindness to me, and I have been commensurate with everyone as a brother for so many years. A single finger is nothing!" Said sincerely.
Ling Xueman twitched the corners of her eyes, and carefully studied the purple jade fingers in Mo Qiming's palm, asking her heart, is this thing really that amazing? Even if it is maintained for 20 years, will it not be bad after 20 years? Cut, it's a waste to give a dead person, it's better to leave it to a living person! Uh... if only I could give her the survivor of the Four Lords!
A day passed like this, and it was night. Because of Mo Qiyan and others, Ling Xueman and Mo Lixuan were still arranged to go back to the room to rest and sleep.
Lying on the bed, Ling Xueman couldn't sleep for a while.
Her ears were high and she listened carefully to the movement outside, for fear that the thief would come again, and carefully searched in the room during the day, but she did not find a lethal weapon that she could use to defend herself, so she I was very uneasy.
But then I think about it again, there are those five men outside, the thief has the courage to do it, right
In fact, Ling Xue was right, the "prostitute" really didn't dare to come, but played leisurely with his close hand Wuji in the incense altar.
"Hehe, Wuji, you have no chess!" Mo Qihan chuckled lightly.
Wuji looked at the chessboard and said: "The master and the son have superb chess skills, and the slave is willing to go down!"
"Haha, you still need to strengthen this strategic layout!" Mo Qihan said, taking a sip from the tea bowl at hand.
"The slave is dull and not as wise as the master, so I will ask the master to raise more in the future."
As he spoke, a dark shadow fell volley from the window, knelt down, and his voice was a little hurried, "Minion please peace of mind to the master!"
"Sikong, has something happened? Why are you so flustered?" Mo Qi asked coldly.