It's been half an hour since I came out of Shengjiao. They have already said what should be said, and Guardian Lian has also confessed. Shengjiao knows what to do.
Before getting into the carriage, Protector Zeng caught up with them in a hurry: "Miss!"
Yunzhu paused when she got into the car, then retracted her feet, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"
Protector Zeng cleared his throat in embarrassment, saluted her respectfully, and said embarrassingly: "I have no eyes, and I have wronged Miss..."
Ji Mingxiu and Qiao Wei also stopped and turned to look at them.
Yunzhu said calmly: "It's all over, so there's no need to mention it."
Protector Zeng said guiltily: "The two old lords are already kneeling outside the hall, and they want to plead guilty to Miss and Ghost Emperor!"
Yun Zhu didn't say whether to forgive or not, but said flatly: "The two old people are getting old, let them go back."
Protector Zeng's body was even more fortunate: "Please come back, Miss and Ghost Emperor!"
Yunzhu raised her eyes, glanced at Shengjiao under the sky, and said in a low voice: "I also want him to come back, but I don't know where he went."
Protector Zeng was stunned: "Have you found the ghost emperor yet? It's all..."
It's been several days.
Yunzhu shook his head.
Protector Zeng let out a long sigh: "I've heard about the Ghost Emperor. Has the Ghost Emperor gone mad? I think he must have found a place to hide because he was afraid of hurting Miss..."
Speaking of this, Protector Zeng really wanted to slap himself a few times. For such a leader, he was kicked in the head by a donkey, but he just believed in the woman's rumors, believing that he killed most of the disciples of the holy religion. Killed
Protector Zeng said guiltily: "Miss, don't worry, I will take someone to find the Ghost Emperor today, and I will definitely find him back!"
Yunzhu didn't refuse: "It's time to work."
With that said, turn around and leave.
Protector Zeng stopped her again: "Miss..."
"What else?" Yunzhu asked.
Guardian Zeng glanced at Mrs. Yun, who was about to get into another carriage not far away, and said embarrassingly: "My lady may not like to hear this, but when she was imprisoned in the law enforcement hall of the Holy Church, the evidence... the evidence is conclusive. , The Law Enforcement Hall originally wanted to execute Miss, but it was Master Yunqing who said...he would rather not be the leader, and hope to forgive Miss."
Yunzhu said: "He knows that I was framed, is it because he pleaded for me? I should forgive him?"
Zeng Hu said incoherently in French: "I don't mean that, I just think... The leader of Yunqing was also coerced by Guardian Lian back then. In fact, he didn't want to be the leader that much... He has difficulties... I don't know what his difficulties are... I understand him Unforgivable, but Yun Yu is innocent, I hope Miss can allow Yun Yu to be buried in the Holy Church."
Yun Zhu has no objection to this matter: "Yun Yu is cremated, there is no body, only ashes, you go and talk to Mrs. Yun."
Protector Zeng hurriedly walked towards Mrs. Yun.
Prince Yin, who witnessed this scene not far away, frowned depressedly. Shouldn't he discuss the matter of recognizing the ancestor and returning to the clan with him, the young leader
King Yin turned around and was about to return to the Holy Church.
The moment he turned around, the two accompanying disciples jumped out of the way for him as if they had been frightened.
King Yin looked suspiciously at the two of them, and then at the patrolling people in front, and found that everyone was silent towards him.
Hehe, didn't you always ignore him, the young master, in the past
King Yin raised his eyebrows, brushed off his wide sleeves, and held his head high: "It seems that this king has established himself very well today..."
By the lake, the number one beauty scooped up a corpse that had been gnawed down to the point of flesh and blood, and pressed it in, and then scooped it up and pressed it in again: "Hey, will you gnaw it? Don't waste the meat..."
The disciples who watched were scared to pee!
…
The negotiation between Protector Zeng and Mrs. Yun did not go well.
Mrs. Yun only promised to think about it, but she didn't say how long she would think about it.
Protector Zeng was not willing to insist, so he had to leave with a sigh.
Mrs. Yun carried Yun Yu's memorial tablet and got into the carriage. As soon as she sat down, the curtain was lifted and Qiao Wei came in.
Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "Mingxiu has something to tell grandma, Mrs. Yun doesn't mind if I go back in your carriage?"
Mrs. Yun could tell it was an excuse, but she didn't refuse, and patted the seat beside her.
Qiao Wei sat down next to her.
The carriage staggered away.
Qiao Wei took off her autopsy clothes and fishskin gloves, looked at Mrs. Yun regretfully and said, "You didn't get smoked, did you?"
Madam Yun shook her head.
Qiao Wei found a bag and put away the things, as if casually asked: "Just now Dharma Protector Zeng came to you, do you want Mr. Yun to be buried in the Holy Church?"
Mrs. Yun's arm holding the tablet tightened.
Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, you are his wife, where he is buried, where he is not buried, you have the final say, other people can't decide. You don't have to worry about the holy teachings robbing, they dare not."
Mrs. Yun's expression relaxed, and her tense body slowly loosened. Soon, she lowered her head and said, "Do you think that I am a contrarian and have no credibility?"
"Huh?" Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows in confusion, "Why do you say that?"
Mrs. Yun felt disappointed and said: "When he was alive, he always wanted to return to the Holy Cult in an open and honest manner. I took this matter as his last wish. Now, he can finally come back, but I..."
She didn't say anything later.
"But you can't bear it?" Qiao Wei asked softly.
Mrs. Yun's throat choked up, and she nodded.
Qiao Wei secretly sighed, after so many years, it has already become her obsession, how can you let go of it
What's more, in that strange place, is there really someone who guards Yun Yu's things as carefully as she does
She can't let go, it's obsession, not all obsession.
Qiao Wei patted Mrs. Yun's hand.
Mrs. Yun said bitterly: "My family is in decline. When I met Yun Yu, I had nothing in my house, and I couldn't even take out a decent hairpin. Although he was raised in the folk, as long as he wants, he can marry a beautiful woman." I am ten times, a hundred times better woman."
Mrs. Yun said, her eyes gradually turned red, "He never disliked me... He was also very good to my parents... Before my father died, he was sick in bed for five years, these five years... He took care of my father... Better than me There is more to take care of my father... he is such a good person... why... why has he lived so hard all his life... "
Qiao Wei was silent.
She also wanted to ask, why do good people waste so much time
Mrs. Yun sniffed and said with a tearful smile: "He likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake the most, likes to watch sideshows the most, and is most afraid of cats... No matter how small a cat is, I always make fun of him for being afraid of a big man." …”
When the carriage passed the gate of Yeliang City, it was stopped by a man in red and holding a white peach branch oil-paper umbrella.
Qiao Wei raised the curtain of the car and saw the man in the snowstorm.
Light snowflakes fell from the sky at some point, landed on the head of his umbrella, and passed over his cold shoulders.
Mrs. Yun recognized that the other party was the son who came to the door with Ji Mingxiu that day, and she bowed slightly.
Gongsun Changli also bowed slightly and returned a salute.
Qiao Wei looked at Gongsun Changli puzzled, and found that his face was weak and pale, and wanted to ask him if he froze himself after waiting for too long. After thinking about it, she felt that Mrs. Yun's words seemed stupid. People are too close.
Qiao Wei cleared her throat, and asked solemnly: "I didn't see you in the Holy Church today, so you are in Yeliang City, what's the matter with you?"
Gongsun Changli looked at Mrs. Yun: "I would like to treat Mrs. Yun to a meal."
Mrs. Yun was taken aback.
Qiao Wei curled her lips, and if she invited her, she would invite her, even saying that she was inviting Mrs. Yun!
Mrs. Yun agreed ignorantly.
Qiao Wei originally thought that people like Gongsun Changli must invite someone like Gongsun Changli to a quiet and elegant place, but it turned out to be a noisy street.
There seems to be a lantern festival on the street, and the crowds are very lively.
This is not like Gongsun Changli's style, but Qiao Wei likes it very much.
Qiao Wei took a peek at Gongsun Changli, this man really worked hard for her...
The three of them wandered on the busy street.
Gongsun Changli suddenly said: "Madam Yun is still thinking about Mr. Yun?"
Mrs. Yun smiled bitterly: "I made you laugh."
Gongsun Changli said again: "Madam Yun believes in the six realms of reincarnation?"
Mrs. Yun smiled wryly, "When a person dies like a lamp goes out, where are those?"
Gongsun Changli said: "Perhaps it is true or not."
Mrs. Yun shook her head, feeling that the young master was still too young.
The few people walked for a while, when a group of dragon dancers suddenly sprang out in front of them, rushing away the dense pedestrians.
Mrs. Yun was pushed to the side by the surging crowd, became unsteady again, slipped her foot, and crashed into a carriage parked at the entrance of the alley.
Her shoulder hurt, and she gasped.
She raised her hand to rub her left shoulder, but accidentally bowed and dropped the longevity lock in her arms.
The Longevity Lock hit the ground and broke open with a bang, and a round rainbow-eyed obsidian rolled out.
Madam Yun endured the pain and stepped forward to pick up the obsidian, but suddenly, a small hand with baby fat was one step ahead of her and picked up the obsidian.
The owner of the little hand handed the obsidian in front of her, and said softly, "Ma'am, is it yours?"
Mrs. Yun's eyes followed that hand and landed on the other's small face.
Seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar little face, she was stunned.
The little boy asked again politely: "Ma'am, did you drop it?"
Mrs. Yun stretched out her hand in a daze.
The little boy put the stone in her palm.
"You..." Madam Yun was about to speak when the noisy crowd bumped into a pillar on the side of the street, which slammed down on the little boy.
In the blink of an eye, she hugged the little boy and avoided the thick pillar.
The sound of the pillar falling down shocked the woman who was paying the bill at the booth beside her.
The woman walked over with a pale face, and found that her son had been rescued by a kind lady, she hurriedly dragged her son to thank Mrs. Yun.
Mrs. Yun looked at the child and asked excitedly, "What is your name?"
The little boy said, "Brother Yu."
Mrs. Yun knelt down, touched his fair face with trembling hands: "Brother Yu... when was he born?"
The little boy looked up at his mother, who nodded with a smile. He looked at Mrs. Yun and replied, "October nineteenth, Yin time."
Mrs. Yun's eyes slowly turned red: "Brother Yu... Do you like watching sideshows?"
The little boy nodded: "I like it."
Madam Yun said with tears in her eyes, "Do you like sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
"Um!"
"Do you like cats?"
The little boy shook his head like a rattle: "I hate cats!"
Madam Yun choked up and asked, "Do you hate cats... or are you afraid of cats?"
The little boy lowered his head, rolled the pebbles with his toes, and said stubbornly: "I am a little man, how could I be afraid? Of course I hate it!"
Madam Yun's tears filled her eyes all of a sudden.
Not far away, a man with a handsome appearance and luxurious clothes strode over with two bunches of candied haws.
The little boy saw him at a glance, turned around and threw himself into his arms: "Daddy!"
The man smiled dotingly, picked up the little boy, touched his forehead, and handed him the candied haws in his hand.
The little boy ate happily.
The woman and her husband talked about the matter here, and the man stepped forward and thanked Mrs. Yun respectfully.
Afterwards, the man held his son in one hand and his wife in the other, and left happily.
The little boy was held in his father's arms, eating the candied haws intently, eating it all over his face.
Mrs. Yun smiled with tears in her eyes.
On the other side, Qiao Wei and Gongsun Changli also walked over.
Qiao Wei used to see Mrs. Yun only in black and white, but at that moment, her body reflected rainbow-like colors.
Qiao Wei knew that she finally let go.