Chapter 1350 (1/2)

In April, it is a good day to go out for an outing.

In the brilliant spring light of the whole city, the palace of Gongjun in the capital seems to be still in the severe winter. There are dazzling white silks hanging outside the mansion, and the air is filled with a gloomy and sad atmosphere.

In the prefectural palace, hysterical crying can be heard from time to time in the main courtyard's Lingtang, while in Bai muxiao's Xinghui courtyard, it is a dead silence, as if everything in this prefecture's mansion has nothing to do with it.

”Side concubine,” Bichen said carefully to Bai muxiao, holding a wooden tray with a set of white dresses on the tray. ”Today, the princess is going to have a funeral, and the whole family will go to cry for the princess. Are you going to change into filial piety...”

Bi trace swallows and salivas nervously. Since the young master went, the master's temper has become more and more strange. Even she and Biluo are sometimes afraid of the master.

Bai muxiao, dressed in a light blue dress, is leaning against the window, looking out of the window. Several willow trees have been planted in the yard. The willow catkins like snow fall with the breeze.

Bai muxiao didn't look at BI trace, and said coldly, ”I'm not out of the month. I'm not in the past. I'm not the only one. ” Isn't there still that one?!

With that, Bai muxiao's eyes are colder and more gloomy.

Her child was lost, but she died young. It was for a short life. She could not set up a memorial tablet, do a funeral or go to the ancestral tomb. She could only be buried in a wooden box

Bai muxiao clenched his fists, and the back of his white hand was bulging. Her child was supposed to be a dragon and Phoenix among people, enjoying wealth and honor forever, but she was killed by Cui Yanyan's vicious woman.

Cui Yanyan deserves to die! She wished she had no place to die, and she would cry for the murderer. Never!

Bichen and Biluo exchange a look. What the master said is not unreasonable. As long as the Lord doesn't force him, no one in this mansion dares to talk about anything!

Green mark is about to retreat, listen to Bai Mu Xiao call way: ”Bi mark.”

White Mu Xiao's eyes are dark and cold, as if bottomless abyss, Bi trace heart beat a shiver, bow to stand by.

Bai muxiao said slowly: ”you go to the main courtyard to 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!

Bi trace respectfully waited for Bai muxiao to order, but she suddenly changed her voice: ”forget it, or I'll go by myself.”

With that, Bai muxiao stood up and stroked her dress at will.

She wants to see those accomplices ”die” with her own eyes, in order to relieve her hatred!

Bi trace is silent like a cold cicada and goes to the main courtyard with Bai muxiao.

The closer we get to the main courtyard, the more white silks are hanging around. It's a sad cloud and fog. People's howls come from the main courtyard one after another, becoming more and more clear

Bai muxiao walked slowly, with no expression on her clear face and no trace of moving color.

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 clothes and wearing filial piety, standing there like a venerable door god.

As soon as those women saw Bai muxiao coming, they invited her in.

On the bluestone floor in the courtyard, there were plain clothes maids kneeling all over the ground. Each of them had a small white porcelain cup in their hands. It seemed that they were very sad.

A cold faced steward mother with a group of women looked down at those people coldly and said, ”it's your blessing to be buried for the princess.”

In the words, the women gathered around the maids and maids, with the intention of helping them.

BiWen quickly glanced at them and followed Bai muxiao with her eyes. She only felt the atmosphere in the courtyard was gloomy and depressing. She really wanted to leave here immediately.

Bai muxiao seems to have no idea, leisurely carrying the train into the spirit hall.

In the spirit hall, a heavy black lacquer coffin stands in the center, and the tablet in front of it says: the spiritual throne of Cui, Princess of Gongjun.

Bai muxiao's cold eyes stop on the tablet, and a sarcastic smile appears at the corner of his mouth.

Even if Cui Yanyan had been so beautiful that she had to bend her knees to her, but now?

It's just a coffin.

Lingqian was kneeling on a putuan, her face was drooping, her blue eyes were weeping silently, it seemed that she was very sad.

Beside her, there were five or six caretakers and maids, all of whom were Cui Yanyan's confidants.

Hearing the sound of someone walking into the spirit hall and kneeling on the ground, everyone raised their eyes intuitively. Mother Lin, Cui Yanyan's nurse, burst into hatred in her eyes. She gnashed her teeth and said, ”you wicked woman, dare to come to the princess's spirit. Aren't you afraid that the Princess will find you in the sky?”

Bai muxiao looks at mother Lin contemptuously, and disdains to pay attention to each other. There is no Cui Yanyan. People like mother Lin are just mole ants that can be easily crushed to death.

Bai muxiao's eyes completely infuriated mammy Elin. Mammy Lin's bloated body sprang up like a tiger. She flew to Bai muxiao and cried, ”bitch, I'll kill you as Princess...””Xiao'er, be careful!”

A familiar male voice comes from behind Bai muxiao nervously. He pulls Bai muxiao aside and kicks his right leg out sharply, kicking mother Lin's abdomen.

Mother Lin gave a shrill cry and fell to the ground in a terrible state.

Kneeling on the Pu Tuan's clothes, he stood up and saluted: ”I've seen the Lord.”

Yes, it is Han lingfu.

Han lingfu carefully took Bai muxiao into his arms. Mu Lu looked at mammy Lin with disgust, and said, ”mammy Li, it's almost time...”