In April, the spring is shining and sunny, which is a good day for outings.
In the splendid spring of the city, the Prince Gong's Mansion in the royal capital seemed to be still in the midst of severe winter. Strips of glaring white silk were hung inside and outside the mansion, and the air was filled with a gloomy and sad atmosphere.
In the county palace, hysterical crying could be heard from time to time in the mourning hall of the main courtyard, while in Bai Muxiao's Xinghui courtyard, there was a dead silence, as if everything in the county palace had nothing to do with this place.
"Side concubine," Bihen said cautiously to Bai Muxiao, holding a wooden tray with a set of white dresses on it, "Today the princess is about to go to the funeral, and everyone in the house is going to pay for the princess. Crying Spirit, do you also put on filial piety..."
Bihen swallowed nervously, since the young master left, the master's temper has become more and more weird. Even she and Bi Luo are sometimes a little afraid of the master.
Bai Muxiao, who was wearing a light blue dress, was leaning against the window, looking out of the window, there were several willow trees planted in the yard, catkins falling down like goose feathers and snow with the breeze.
Bai Muxiao didn't even look at Bihen, and said coldly: "Let's just say that I haven't confinement yet, but I won't pass. Anyway, I'm not bad." Isn't there still that swinging clothes? !
Saying that, Bai Muxiao's eyes became colder and more gloomy.
Her child is gone, but she died because she was too young, because she was short-lived, she couldn't set up a spiritual throne, she couldn't hold funerals, she couldn't enter the ancestral grave, she could only be buried hastily in a wooden box...
Bai Muxiao clenched her fists tightly, and the veins on the back of her white hands were raised. Her child was supposed to be a dragon and phoenix among men, enjoying wealth and honor forever, but he was killed by that vicious woman Cui Yanyan.
Cui Yanyan deserves to die! She wished that she would die without a place to bury her, and wanted her to weep for the murderer, don't even think about it!
Bihen and Biluo exchanged a look. What the master said is not unreasonable, as long as the prince doesn't force it, no one in this mansion dares to say anything!
Bihen was about to step back, when Bai Muxiao called out, "Bihen."
Bai Muxiao's eyes were dark and cold like a bottomless abyss, Bihen's heart shuddered, and he bowed down to stand by.
Bai Muxiao said slowly: "Go to the main courtyard and have a look..."
Han Lingfu promised her that not only Cui Yanyan, but all of Cui Yanyan's accomplices would be buried with their children!
Bihen waited respectfully for Bai Muxiao's order, but she suddenly changed the subject: "Forget it, I'll go on my own."
Saying that, Bai Muxiao stood up, caressing her dress casually.
She has to watch those accomplices "buried" with her own eyes in order to relieve the hatred in her heart!
Bihen remained silent, and followed Bai Muxiao to the main courtyard.
The closer you get to the main courtyard, the more white silks are hanging around. It's a gloomy cloud, and the wailing of the servants can be heard from the main courtyard one after another, becoming more and more clear...
Bai Muxiao walked unhurriedly, her clear and beautiful face was expressionless, without a trace of emotion.
At the entrance of the main courtyard, there was a row of women with big arms and round waists, each of them was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, standing there like a door god.
When the women saw Bai Muxiao coming, they hurriedly invited her in.
On the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, there were servants in plain clothes kneeling all over the floor, each holding a small white porcelain cup in their hands, looking like a concubine in mourning.
A cold-faced nanny in charge and a group of women looked down at those people coldly, and said in a strange way: "It's your blessing to be buried for the princess."
During the speech, the women surrounded the slaves, intending to help them.
Bihen glanced at them quickly, and followed behind Bai Muxiao without looking sideways. She only felt that the atmosphere in the main courtyard was gloomy and oppressive, and she really wanted to leave here immediately.
Bai Muxiao didn't seem to notice it, and walked into the mourning hall leisurely holding her skirt.
In the mourning hall, a heavy black lacquered coffin was parked in the middle, and the tablet in front of it was impressively written: The Spirit Tablet of Princess Cui of Gongjun.
Bai Muxiao's cold eyes stopped on the tablet, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Even if she, Cui Yanyan, was so beautiful in the past that she had to bow her knees to her, but now
It's just a tablet, a coffin.
In front of the coffin, he was kneeling on a futon in sackcloth and filial piety, his face was drooping, and his blue eyes were silently weeping, looking very sad.
There were five or six nurses and maidservants kneeling beside her, all of whom were Cui Yanyan's cronies during her lifetime.
Hearing someone's footsteps entering the mourning hall, everyone kneeling on the ground intuitively looked up, Cui Yanyan's nanny Lin Nanny's eyes suddenly shone with hatred, she gritted her teeth and said, "You vicious woman, how dare you come to the princess?" Lingqian, aren't you afraid that the concubine will find you to settle accounts with you in the sky?"
Bai Muxiao looked at Nanny Lin contemptuously, and didn't care about her at all. Without Cui Yanyan, people like Nanny Lin were nothing but ants that could be easily crushed to death.
Bai Muxiao's gaze completely angered Nanny Erlin, Nanny Lin's bloated body sprang up like a tiger, and flew towards Bai Muxiao, shouting: "Bitch, I'm going to kill you!" You are the princess..."
"Xiao'er be careful!"
A familiar male voice nervously came from behind Bai Muxiao. He grabbed Bai Muxiao and pulled her aside. At the same time, he kicked out his right leg and kicked Nanny Lin in the abdomen.
Nanny Lin let out a miserable scream, staggered and fell to the ground, in a panic.
Bai Yi, who was kneeling on the futon, turned a blind eye, got up and saluted, "I've seen the prince."
Yes, it was Han Lingfu who came.
Han Lingfu carefully embraced Bai Muxiao into his arms, looked at Nanny Lin with disgust in his eyes, and said to the nanny in charge behind him in a flat tone: "Mommy Li, it's almost time..."
However, there are only a few numbers, but there is a cold atmosphere, and the surrounding temperature has dropped a lot.
"Yes, my lord."
Nanny Li hurriedly echoed obsequiously, and then gestured to the women who brought her with her.
Those women walked towards Nanny Lin and the others with a half-smile. One of the women was holding a red lacquered wooden tray with both hands, and on the tray were small white porcelain cups. Filled half a cup of brown liquid.
Everyone present knew what the liquid in the cup was, and it was a poison that could kill a tiger with just one drop.
Nanny Lin and the others had pale faces and trembled all over. None of them could escape death.
Drink this cup of poisoned wine, and it will be over.
At this moment, one of Cui Yanyan's personal servants finally couldn't control her emotions, and she collapsed to the ground, muttering and cursing: "Bai Muxiao, you must die! It was you who killed the princess, it must be you! Demon girl, you really are a demon girl!" After speaking, the maid became a little crazy.
Han Lingfu frowned even tighter, exuding a fierce murderous aura all over his body. In his heart, he just felt that these servants were really hateful. They not only helped Cui Yanyan to help the tyrant, but even now, they are there to confuse the public and slander his Xiao'er. !
Nanny Li was so frightened that she yelled angrily: "You poor maidservant, what a demon! How dare you talk nonsense in front of the prince!" Then she ordered the women, "Hurry up and send them a ride! "
The mothers-in-law didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and one by one rudely poured poisoned wine on Nanny Lin and the others.
Amid the sound of cursing and crying, one after another fell in front of the mourning hall. The corners of their mouths overflowed with dark red blood, and their eyes bulged out. It was obvious that they were dying. An aura of death permeated the mourning hall. …
The women who were doing business seemed to be calm, but they were actually a little fuzzy in their hearts. They were silently reciting Amitabha Buddha. Probably only the three masters in the mourning hall were indifferent...
With her back to the crowd, Bai Muxiao nestled in Han Lingfu's arms docilely and obediently, her small face was mostly buried in his generous chest, and her slightly pale cherry lips showed a cold, almost cruel smile.
Bihen, who had been looking at his master, noticed it keenly, his eyelids twitched, and he shrank his body and looked away.
Sure enough, the girl is no longer the girl from the White Mansion.
This seemingly prosperous county palace has pushed the girl to this point!
No wonder the world says that once you enter the Hou family, it's as deep as the sea...
Bihen's heart was heavy, and he didn't know whether he was afraid of Bai Muxiao's change, or he was at a loss about the future of their master and servant...
Soon, as the last servant girl fell, the mourning hall became completely silent, and there was a gloomy silence, with five or six silent corpses lying there in disorder.
Nanny Li anxiously ordered people to move all the corpses down. In the blink of an eye, the mourning hall was clean and deserted again, as if nothing had happened, but the haze that had lingered in people's hearts would be engraved for a long, long time...
Next, it was Cui Yanyan's spirit out ceremony.
According to the customs of Dayu, when the deceased came out of the spirit, his eldest son should have bowed down to pay respects, and then threw the funeral basin, but Cui Yanyan had neither a son nor a son, so this step was omitted, and a group of servants worked together to lift the heavy tomb. The coffin was raised and moved out of the mourning hall amidst the sound of drums.
This is a funeral that looks grand to outsiders, but is actually extremely deserted. The only person who cries is the side concubine laying clothes. The Fuling is Gongjun Wang Han Lingfu, and Cui Yanyan's natal family does not even show up...
For Bai Muxiao, after Cui Yanyan's coffin was carried out of the county palace, the funeral was over.
From then on, Cui Yanyan was ashes to ashes, dust to dust!
Bai Muxiao went straight back to her yard, feeling bad luck all over her body, so she ordered the servant girl to wait for her to take a bath and change clothes...
The servants in the yard heard what happened in the mourning hall, and they were all terrified, and they were extremely agile in handling things.
After burning incense, Bai Muxiao, who was wearing a white tunic, sat in front of the dressing table, her black hair that was emitting thick moisture was scattered behind her, and Bihen carefully wrung her hair dry.
Bai Muxiao felt that her hair was seven or eight percent dry, so she yawned and said lazily, "I'm tired, wait for me to rest."
Bihen and Biluo couldn't help but glanced outside, the sun had just started to set at the moment, the sky was bright, and it was only after Shen Shi.
The two servant girls looked at each other, and finally Biluo reminded: "Side concubine, it's still early, you can rest at this time, in case the prince comes..." So what should I do
The corner of Bai Muxiao's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile, and she curled a strand of hair with the index finger of her right hand and said, "The prince will not come." After a pause, the smile on her face grew stronger as if it had been frozen. It was getting colder and colder, "My lord, he is going to meet his future father-in-law."
After being entangled with Han Lingfu for so many years, Bai Muxiao used to have unrealistic expectations of him, but now she is cold-hearted towards him, and without the love that blinds her eyes, some things she will See through thoroughly.
She can be sure that with Han Lingfu's eagerness for quick success and his desire for the throne, he will definitely continue in the hot filial piety.
Han Lingfu this person, it can be said that he is not profitable, he is more utilitarian than a businessman!
For example, Cui Yanyan's death, on the surface, it seems that he wanted to avenge her and their children, but in fact why he agreed to kill Cui Yanyan, she knew it well, if it was not for his benefit, if it was not in his eyes , Cui Yanyan has lost the use value, he will only let himself endure, let himself wait, just like the countless times in the past...
However, for me, the reason is not important, as long as the goal is achieved!
The result now is that Cui Yanyan is dead, and Cui Yanyan's accomplices are also dead!
Thinking about it, Bai Muxiao's eyes flashed with joy, and the ink in his pupils was so thick that it was about to overflow.
However, this is not the end, her revenge has just begun.
Next, it was the turn of the father who gave up his child.
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