In front of the mourning hall, Mo Weiran stood in the first place, and behind him stood the crown princess and all the princes and princesses. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each person wore three sticks of incense and bowed to the mourning hall.

After the ceremony, the nobles handed over the incense in their hands to the next person and inserted it into the incense burner.

Mo Weiran took two steps forward and said to Ming Fei: "Fei'er, mourn." ”

"Thank you, brother Ran, for coming to mourn for my father in person. Ming Fei was helped up by the maid, and she thanked her, her voice hoarse.

Looking at Ming Fei's neck wrapped in gauze, he asked, "Is your neck better?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Brother Lao Ran is worried. Ming Fei replied.

"Hmph, don't keep women's ways. At this moment, a discordant voice interjected.

Ming Fei didn't bother to pay attention to the owner of the voice, and directly ignored it.

Sometimes, the best way to fight back is to ignore it.

"As the princess of the Qing Dynasty, but you show up in the mourning hall, what kind of system have you become! This king's face has made you lose everything. Ming Fei's ignorance was exchanged for Mo Weiqing's more unbearable questioning.

"Brother Qing, you are serious. Mo Weiran's voice was a little cold.

"Brother Huang, don't be deceived by this woman's hypocrisy, everything about her is an illusion, she is a vicious person with a black heart. Mo Weiqing sneered, his eyes were disdainful disgust.

"She knows better than you what she looks like. Mo Weiran lowered his face and said, "This place is your father-in-law's mourning hall, you don't say a few words, otherwise you leave." ”

Mo Weiqing didn't speak again, but just glanced at Ming Fei, who was dressed in filial piety clothes and had a soft face, with disgust.

Wearing filial piety clothes, she has a kind of wind and affection that attracts him, and whenever he is attracted to her, he will think that everything is just an illusion of Ming Fei, and the purpose is to lure himself into the bait.

As soon as he thought of this, he extinguished the thought of changing his opinion of her and replaced it with a disgust for her.

Even, in order to prevent himself from being seduced by her and stop wandering in his mind about her figure, he never took the initiative to come to the Fuguo Mansion to inquire about the funeral.

Now that he had to come with the prince, when he saw Ming Fei's unique appearance, he deliberately ridiculed.

Ming Fei didn't even give Mo Weiqing a corner of his eyes.

At this time, the woman behind Mo Weiqing took a few steps forward and said to Ming Feifu: "Sister, mourn." The prince cares about you, so he will say this, don't take it to heart. ”

Ming Fei turned his eyes and looked at the woman who was talking.

Mo Weiqing's concubine, Mrs. Bai, who had a relationship with Ming Fei.

"Madame Bai is serious, I don't take it to heart. Ming Fei said.

"Sister, if there is anything that needs to be done by my sister, my sister should order. Madame Bai said in a low voice.

Ming Fei said politely: "Good intentions, Miss Ben understands that there are so many people in the Guogong Mansion, and there is no need for Mrs. Bai's help." ”

Ming Fei said a very ordinary sentence, but Mrs. Bai's face changed instantly, she clutched the handkerchief tightly in her hand, her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked aggrieved and angry.

Mo Weiqing took Mrs. Bai in his arms, glared at Ming Fei angrily, and said, "Ming Fei, you are too much." Lian'er kindly inquired, but you compared her to a subordinate, you poisonous woman. ”

No matter how many people there are in the Fuguo Mansion, there are also many subordinates, and the master is now only Ming Fei.

Therefore, Ming Fei's words, Mo Weiqing and Mrs. Bai heard different content.

Mrs. Bai snuggled in Mo Weiqing's arms, tears fell in her eyes, she looked at Ming Fei, and said, "Sister, the concubine knows her identity, it is the concubine who has overstepped, and the concubine will not compensate her sister." ”

As he spoke, he was about to break free of Mo Weiqing's embrace and give Ming Fei a big gift.

Mo Weiqing hugged Madame Bai tightly, did not let go of her, but ridiculed Ming Fei: "A princess who is not favored by this king, where does your superiority come from?"

At this moment, Ming Fei finally gave Mo Weiqing a look, a look at an idiot.

After that, she withdrew her gaze and ignored him.

Now, Mo Weiqing was stimulated.

He is a proud son of the sky, how can he tolerate others looking at him with idiotic eyes.

Ming Fei didn't want to argue with him in the mourning hall, so he took a step forward and said, "Brother Ran, help take them to the banquet garden and sit down! ”

"Good. Mo Weiran responded, and pressed Mo Weiqing, who was about to slap Ming Fei.

He looked at him, his eyes were a little cold, and said, "You want to fight Ming Fei?"

"* people. Mo Weiqing glanced at Ming Fei coldly, scolded, and then grabbed Mrs. Bai's waist and was about to leave.

But at this moment, a slender figure in a black brocade robe came towards the mourning hall.

Steady pace and graceful posture.

Look at that face, there is no other.

Ming Fei's gaze was facing the outside of the mourning hall.

The first thing she saw was the slender figure.

Evergreen.

He's coming.

The princes and princesses looked back with Ming Fei's gaze, and a touch of surprise flashed in their eyes.

The evergreen beauty, both men and women, will be amazed by it.

The corners of Ming Fei's mouth rose slightly.

Every time she sees Changqing, no matter how heavy or sad her mood is, it will become much better.

Changqing strode over, and his gaze and Ming Fei's gaze met in the air for a moment.

Mingfei understands in seconds.

He came to see her.

Last night, Changqing came, gave her a throat lozenge, and left, without saying a few words.

She was sure that he had come to see her because Changqing had never participated in any of the ministers' mansions.

Therefore, Changqing can come completely because of her friendship.

Just when Ming Fei was distracted, Changqing had already greeted everyone present, and was holding three sticks of incense, bowing and worshipping the person in the coffin.

The eyes of most people at the scene moved with Changqing's movements.

Mo Weiqing and Madame Bai also stopped in place and looked at Qin Jun.

Although it is a low-profile action such as bowing down and worshipping, Changqing has made these, but he has made more than a few grades higher than others.

"Miss Ming's day mourns. Changqing handed the three sticks of incense in his hand to his subordinates, turned his gaze to Ming Fei, and said in a cold voice.

Ming Fei could hear the concern in his cold voice.

Ming Fei returned the salute to him, looked at him, and said hoarsely: "Lord Qin personally came to worship Daddy, and Miss Ben thanked Lord Qin for Daddy." ”

The words "for Daddy", Ming Fei slightly accentuated his tone.

The corners of Qin Jun's mouth raised a slight smile.

They're friends, so there's no need for words of thanks.

Ming Fei and Qin Jun looked at each other separately, she looked at everyone and said, "Please go to the banquet garden!"

"Are Fei'er together?" Mo Weiran asked.

Ming Fei shook his head and said, "I'm going to go, I'll let someone send some food later, and I'll use some in the back hall of the mourning hall." My father only has one daughter, and when I leave, there will be no one to thank the guests who come here to pay their respects. ”

Mo Weiran nodded and said with concern: "Don't be too sad, take care of yourself." ”

"Good. Ming Fei replied.

"Hmph, shameless, show up. Mo Weiqing snorted coldly.

Qin Jun's eyes were a little cold, and he was about to have a seizure, Ming Fei shook his head slightly at him, and said first: "Mo Weiqing, how thick is your skin, hugging a woman in front of the coffin of the deceased, have you learned the third leg of royal etiquette? ”

Ming Fei glanced at Mo Weiqing and Madam Bai in his arms in disgust.

Mo Weiran looked at Ming Fei, his eyes lit up.

The princes held back a smile and looked at Mo Weiqing with a playful smile.

Qin Jun had a dark face, and he didn't want Ming Fei to make such a joke.

Mo Weiqing was furious, he let go of the arm holding Madam Bai, took two steps in the direction of Ming Fei, and raised his hand to hit Ming Fei on the cheek.