"Thank you, father. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

After this, that, Yan Hui once again bowed deeply to Yan Zheng.

This time she is sincere, what Yan Zheng taught her is the foundation for her and even the entire Guogong Mansion to live in the capital!

But such a Yan Hui, Yan Zheng, who looks at it more, is even more pantothenic acid in his eyes.

"Because my father knows that you don't like your stepmother Song, if you have free time, you can come to the house to stay for a few days, and don't let her show up in front of you."

I was still thinking about how there would be a father who hadn't seen his daughter for three years, but it seemed that the problem was not Yan Zheng, but his stepmother.

"I'll go back when I'm free, and then my father won't bother me." Yan Hui deliberately broke this solemn atmosphere, so his tone was much lighter.

Looking at such a playful Yan Hui, Yan Zheng couldn't help but smile, but that smile was quickly replaced by his worry.

"Yan Yan, you have to be good."

Yan Yan, you have to be good.

It was obviously an ordinary word, but it made Yan Hui sour in his heart.

She is an orphan, and naturally she has not experienced any family warmth, but she can feel that all of Yan Zheng's fatherly love for the original body is about condensed in this sentence, but the original body died of Jin Pei's injuries.

However, since she woke up in Yan Hui's body, she would naturally take on the responsibility of the original body.

"Daughter, hope father, take care."

Yan Zheng got into the carriage, and as soon as he walked with his front foot, he saw Jin Pei and Yu Mo also walking out of the door.

"Master Hou, Jin Pei will leave first."

"Brother Jin be careful all the way."

Jin Pei looked at Yan Hui on the side, but he gave her a big salute after a few thorough manners, "Duchess Guo, Jin Pei will leave first." ”

Yan Hui nodded involuntarily, and then saw Jin Pei turn over and get on the horse.

Jin Pei rode on a horse and looked condescendingly at Yan Hui, who was bidding farewell to him.

As she said, the former Yan Hui is dead, and from today on, she is only the Duchess Yu Yan, and she is no longer the Yan Yan of the past.

His Yan Yan finally missed it.

Jin Pei waved his horsewhip and took advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun to leave the Guogong Mansion and Yan Hui behind him.

The former Auxiliary General's Mansion has already been replaced with the plaque of the Auxiliary Mansion, but now in front of this plaque, only Yu Moyan is left.

"Where's the stream?"

Yu Mo coughed lightly twice before returning, "Buried tomorrow, Xu is guarding the spirit." ”

"It's windy, let's go inside."

"Good ......"

The next day, before dawn, the Fuguo Mansion raised the soul banner and pulled out two coffins from the paper money in the sky.

Yu Yuandao was posthumously awarded the title of Auxiliary Prince, so he could be buried in the Zhongyi Mausoleum on the periphery of the Imperial Mausoleum after his death.

can be buried in the Zhongyi Mausoleum, this is Emperor Mingde's praise for Yu Yuandao, but in Yan Hui's view, this is a typical "don't let you go when you are a ghost".

If you are alive, you will fight for me, and when you die, you will have to guard my grave.

Yu Mo walked in front of him with the ranking, and behind him was a long funeral procession, the white soul flag fluttering in the wind, and the one walking behind him with the soul flag was the white fat man Yu Zhuliu.

Yan Hui is female dependents didn't have to accompany her, but she couldn't bear the identity of a wife, and according to the etiquette, she could accompany her on the right side of the coffin.

This is the privilege given to his wife by the Xia Shang Dynasty, but Yan Hui would rather choose to guard the mourning hall at home than follow the funeral procession, parade from the Guogong Mansion through the main road of the imperial city to the imperial tomb.

At this time, the sun is getting higher, and because you are walking on the main street, you can't clear the scene, so there are more and more pedestrians on the street.

In ancient times, there was no TV, no KTV, and no supermarket, so the funeral of Fuguo Gong has become a wonder today.

I saw that both sides of the road were crowded with people watching the excitement, and even the restaurant was full, and countless heads poked out of the windows.

They looked at the funeral procession, talking about the general who was posthumously named the Duke of Fuguo, but no matter how they talked about it, what they were more curious about was the talented girl of Tanglin who was widowed as soon as she entered the door, and the eldest granddaughter of the former Taifu - Yan Hui.

Yan Hui followed the side of the coffin with linen and filial piety, and what came from his ears was a discussion about the entire Guogong Mansion.

The sound of horses' hooves in his ears was too loud, and the scorching sun above his head was too hot, and Yan Hui was "buzzing" in his head.

Yan Hui couldn't hear what they were talking about, but just looking at their faces as if they were watching a play, Yan Hui could guess what they were talking about, and there were dirty things on the left and right that couldn't spit out ivory from the dog's mouth.

"Look! That is the Hou Ye of the Fuguo Mansion, I heard that he is a sick seedling! ”

"It's also a little thinner."

"That white and fat man is the third son who likes to sing!"

"Just that big man like a steamed bun?"

"See! The one who followed the coffin was the newly married wife of Fuguo Gong, I heard that Fu Guogong died just after passing the door, and the two of them had never even met! ”

"That's really unlucky, no wonder I keep crying and crying......"

On the one hand, Yan Hui perfectly interpreted the conversation of this group of people in his heart, and on the other hand, he took out his free time to sobbed a few times.

Well, don't you like to watch dramas, if I don't give you a few small cameos, I'm sorry for my identity as an "actor"!

Yan Hui used a handkerchief to dip the corners of his eyes that did not have any tears, and in the blink of an eye, tears poured out.

This ginger juice is really spicy to the eyes.

"Miss, don't be sad!"

Lychee followed Yan Hui all the way, and she looked worriedly at Yan Hui's unstoppable tears.

She knew that the young lady was bitter in her heart, but she kept everything in her heart and didn't say it.

Yan Hui had red eyes, and shook her head gently at the lychee, she was not bitter in her heart, but her eyes were too spicy!

"Lychee, how many times have you said that you should call me Madame." Yan looked back at the coffin beside her, and her teary eyes seemed to be full of infinite affection.

"Although I haven't seen the distance, but he is a man who stands up to the sky in my heart, he is a hero of the Xia Shang Dynasty, and he is also my husband, I can marry him and bear his surname, I am fortunate to return to my third life."

Yan Hui's voice was not loud, but he couldn't help but see the lively people, but Yan Hui's remarks were completely heard by them.

It turns out that it's because of this that you cry?

"But Miss..."Lychee felt that she had made a mistake and hurriedly changed her words, "Madam, if you continue to cry like this, you will break your eyes." ”

Yan Hui wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and shook his head lightly with a bubble of tears.

"I'm fine."

Although she returned like this, she stumbled under her feet, and this time, Yan Hui almost hit the wheel on her side.

The sword who was driving the carriage stopped the carriage quickly, if he was one step too late, he couldn't say that Yan Huizhen would be planted headlong.

This time it's not Yan Hui who is acting, but the bones of the original body are really weak, and after only walking for a while, and basking in the sun for a while, I can't stand it.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Yu Mo in front of him was distracted, so he naturally wanted to come over to check.