In the early morning, the summer of Jingling had not yet risen, and the cars and horses were already parked in front of Cui's mansion, and when the girl stepped forward and lifted the curtain, Xie Yun had already stepped forward to personally help Yang stand still.

From the outside, everything seems to have not changed, except for the two white silk lamps hanging in front of the mansion, silently revealing something, looking bleak and lonely.

"Mother—"

Hearing Xie Yun's soft call, Yang silently withdrew his eyes, only a little sigh.

Entering the Cui Mansion, the people who shuttled back and forth were silent, and their faces looked heavy and solemn.

Until the front of the mourning hall, I saw Cui Zhiyan, the son of the Cui family, Cui Zhiwan, the youngest daughter of the Cui family, kneeling there with a group of relatives and daughters to thank the people, in the vast white, the smoke from the burning of the incense paper was swirling, and the faint sobbing sound came from inside, as if it could urge people's hearts.

When Yang walked in by Xie Yun's support across the threshold, he saw that the girl at the head of the row was pale and weak, and her eyes were full of exhaustion, as if she had been drained of her soul, as if a gust of wind could easily blow it down, and she completely lost the vivid daughter attitude she saw at first sight.

I have long heard that because the daughter-in-law of the Cui family is pregnant, it is not suitable to participate in such a white event, so the eldest daughter-in-law was sent back to her mother's house Changping eldest princess to recuperate, so that the reception of this female family was shouldered by the little daughter of the Yuan family, and she was busy with a group of relatives and daughters for so many days and nights.

Listening to Xie Yun, this little girl hasn't closed her eyes well for a few days, so it can be seen that she is also a pure and filial child.

The sound of etiquette sounded in his ears, and the kneeling person turned his head when he heard the sound, and when he touched the girl's gaze, Yang's heart couldn't help but be lightly touched, and his eyes suddenly turned into pity and distress.

The next moment, Yang walked in, and when he arrived at the mourning hall, Cui Zhiwan knelt on the ground with a group of people to return the salute.

Seeing the girl's weak body bent straight down, her head touching the ground deeply, and she was faintly trembling, Yang immediately stepped forward and helped her hands up, her words full of tenderness.

"Good boy, get up. ”

Hearing Yang's loving tone, Cui Zhiwan suddenly only felt familiar and dependent, as if his mother had returned, and immediately raised his head, his eyes gradually moistened in redness.

Seeing this, Yang's eyes couldn't help but be slightly hot, and he actually reached out to take the kneeling girl into his arms, and the next moment, he could feel the girl's irrepressible cry.

Xie Yun stood silently aside, looking at this scene, he only felt distressed but a little relieved.

"Good boy, from now on, I will be your mother. ”

The girl who was crying in Yang's arms moved slightly when she heard the words, and even the people on the side couldn't help but look at it, only feeling the warmth that had not been seen for a long time.

Yang didn't seem to care about everyone's eyes, gently stroking the girl's hair, like a pair of mother and daughter.

And this scene fell into the eyes of Xu Chengjun, who was standing at the door.

Almost instantly, Xu Chengjun felt as if his heart had condensed into ice, shattering little by little.

A pair of hands clenched involuntarily, and even though her nails had been cut into the flesh, she didn't feel the slightest pain.

The scene in front of him was too dazzling for Xu Chengjun.

In the past, she was destroyed all over the house, and her parents were dead, how could anyone have comforted her like this.

In addition to ridicule and cold eyes, what did she get.

And now, the girl of the Cui family in front of her has only lost a mother, so she can get the pity of her Xie family?

Life is indeed too ridiculous, and now she really wants to ask.

Why the same people,It's just not the same life.。

When the voice of the etiquette announcement sounded again, Xu Chengjun was still so gentle and polite, walked in, looked at the mourning hall, and couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

The people up and down the Cui Mansion returned the salute, Xu Chengjun had already stepped forward to help Cui Zhiwan, and when the girl in front of him raised her head, Xu Chengjun's eyes almost stopped.

She wanted to remember this face firmly, and even more so the person in front of her.

Because it was she who snatched everything that should have been her.

"Miss Cui, please mourn. ”

Xu Chengjun's voice was originally dignified and gentle, but at this moment, it was even more comforting, and there was no arrogance in his demeanor to act on behalf of the Son of Heaven, which made people feel intimate.

"Miss Xie Xu. ”

Seeing Cui Zhiwan's voice, Xu Chengjun gently helped him up, then turned to look at Yang and Xie Yun on the side, and bowed his head politely: "Mrs. Xie, Master Xie." ”

Xie Yun returned the salute when he heard this, and Yang's eyes could not hide his gentle nodding.

When Xu Chengjun expressed his condolences to the Cui Mansion on behalf of the Son of Heaven, everyone immediately saluted and thanked him, and after everything was over, Xu Chengjun turned to put a stick of incense on the deceased Yuan for himself.

Silently, the family members of the Cui Mansion stood on both sides, and behind them stood the Yang family, Xie Yun and others.

Xu Chengjun twisted incense in his hand and quietly looked at the coffin behind the case, his face was calm and a little solemn, and it didn't seem to be abnormal. But only she knew that at this moment, her hands were already cold, so cold that they almost trembled, and she could only twist the incense vigorously, holding back the fear and guilt that rose in her heart, lest people see something.

Although Yuan's death was not due to her participation, it was caused by her.

If Wei was the murderer knife, Xiao Yan was the culprit who plunged the knife into Yuan's chest, and she was the accomplice who handed the knife to Xiao Yan.

She doesn't know if there are ghosts and gods in this world, if there are, the Yuan family of his day, I'm afraid that the first thing she wants to find is Xiao Yan and her.

But now that this road is gone, there is no turning back.

Whether it is a god or a ghost, her hands are already stained with blood, so she doesn't care if she gets more stained.

As long as she can get what she wants, what she deserves, and no longer live such a life like mud, it is enough.

Xu Chengjun slowly walked to the spirit case step by step, looked at the dark tablet on it, and silently inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, when the heavy and terrifying coffin flashed in front of her eyes, almost reflexively, Xu Chengjun covered his eyes, and when he turned around, his heart became harder and colder.

"Girl—"

At this moment, a panicked low cry attracted everyone's attention, and they saw that Cui Zhiwan, who had stayed up for several nights, could no longer bear it because of excessive sadness, and actually fainted to the ground without warning when everyone was unaware, his face was pale and almost transparent.

The green mustache couldn't help crying in panic, and even the Yang family on the side was also shocked a lot, just when Cui Zhiyan was about to step forward, Xie Yun's face changed, and he stepped forward almost in one step, completely forgetting the eyes of others, and directly picked up the girl, looking at the green mane's eyes full of anxiety and nervousness.

"Where's the nearest yard—"

The green beard was also quite spiritual, and the next moment he hurriedly got up and went to show the way, and Xie Yun didn't even have time to respond to the Yang family, so he walked out quickly.

"Quick, please come over!"

Cui Zhiyan also reacted at this moment, and immediately blurted out an order, and Wei on the side saw the worry in Yang's eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and then he was helped forward by the girl with difficulty and said: "Ah Wan is a poor child, if Mrs. is worried, it is better to let the girl invite you to go over, and you can comfort and comfort her." ”

Hearing this, Yang turned his head, and he also knew Wei's identity, and after thinking about it for a while, he nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

Seeing this, Wei signaled to a little girl in Cui's Mansion, and Yang immediately rushed over.

When Wei looked at Yang's distant figure, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Xu Chengjun quietly, but when he saw him standing there in a distraction, he couldn't help but be a little anxious.