The thick smell of incense and candles filled the room, diffusing into the small space where Xi Yao was through the fine coffin. She is already familiar with this taste.

In the coffin, where you can't see your fingers, there is no air circulation.

With a deflated mouth, the face that was smeared with thick rouge almost made Xi Yao face paralyzed.

Speaking more strictly, it seems that I can feel something like a wall skin falling off my face, I really admire these women in ancient times, what are the layers on my face?

Waiting is a long process, and for an impatient little woman like her, it is even more torturous, reaching out her right hand and gently pressing the nail of her left hand, a simple remote communication device is formed.

"Bai Moyang, the appointed time is early, right? Do you want me to suffocate in a coffin or what? Communiqué personal vendetta isn't it? "She is also the clerk on the twentieth floor of the underworld, but she and Bai Moyang are incompatible. Of course, this qiē also stems from the process of the two getting acquainted, and the so-called narrow road of rivalry is a perfect portrayal of them.

As for the 20th floor of the underworld, this is a special office that is different from the 1st to 18th floors of the underworld, and Xi Yao and Bai Moyang are subordinate here, respectively responsible for completing the tasks temporarily assigned by their superiors.

Unexpectedly, the twentieth floor boss brought forth the new this time, and he didn't know which tendon didn't match correctly, so he pinched the two rivals who quarreled when they met, and jointly completed this special task through ancient times.

"Xi Yao, if you want to get the medal of the world's well-known pig teammate competition, you can speak a few decibels bigger...... You are in the coffin of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is no science here, what if you want to perfect the corpse? ”

Sure enough, Bai Moyang was almost so angry that she jumped to her feet.

After making up for the annoyed look of the handsome iceberg face, Xi Yao felt that the depression had subsided a lot, and she laughed silently, so she lowered her voice and continued, "My face is almost purple, if you don't come again, I'm afraid the play hasn't started yet, I'll go back to see the boss first." ”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Bai Moyang's tone was slightly soothing, but he still had that cold posture, "Remember your current identity, Gao Gaoying, Jiangmen's daughter, I am Gao Weiguang, your brother." Asking you to wait for me in the coffin is not for you to wait, take advantage of this time, think about the high-definition information, and if the chain drops later, you will wait for me! ”

Xi Yao's face was full of black lines, and she secretly slandered herself in her heart: If you are my own brother? I didn't have to do anything else, I took the initiative to crawl back into my mother's belly.

Reading the iceberg face that cherished words like gold, he actually said so many words to himself in one breath, Xi Yao raised his round chin and hung up the call with satisfaction.

Because of the death of the concubine, so Gao Fute opened up a courtyard that is rarely used on weekdays in the front yard as a place of sacrifice, the courtyard is not small, as soon as you come in from the door, the spacious courtyard is impressive, because it is a funeral, so the layout in the courtyard is simple and solemn. Everything that was superfluous and redundant was removed.

After all, it is a superficial article for outsiders to see, a huge general's mansion, and it is decently done. The slaves wept one by one, and the masters were also in high spirits, and everyone seemed to be mourning for the eldest lady who had died at a young age, but in fact they had their own thoughts.

The main hall where the coffin was placed, at the request of Mrs. Gao Fu (that is, Gao Gao Ying and Gao Weiguang's stepmother), was done generously and decently, but the maiden of the gate lying in the coffin rarely interacted with the outside world, so there were very few people who came to her, and most of the guests were invited to the flower hall or other places to chat.

Everyone drank tea, admired and regretted the eldest lady they had never met, and tacitly moved on to the next topic.

In the mourning hall, the plain belt is full of tents, and the clothes are all over the ground, but those who kneel beside the coffin to guard the spirit are all slaves.

"From last night to now, everyone who hasn't slept has been kneeling for a few hours, why hasn't there been any news from Madame?" Ma Wu, who was kneeling at the door, muttered quietly.

"You can say a few words, the eldest lady didn't treat us harshly on weekdays, and it is also appropriate to keep her spirit for a while." Beside Ma Wu, Wei San's face was quite displeased.

glanced at the coffin that was lonely in the middle and no one cared about, and sighed, "Although the outside of this coffin is painted with good materials, the inside is full of broken cotton, Madame is bullying no one to make decisions for the eldest lady!" ”

"And say I'm talking nonsense, what are you talking nonsense? Who has the final say in Gaofu now? Of course, it's Madame, and to be able to give the eldest lady such a superficially luxurious funeral is already benevolent. Don't look at the time when the previous wife was there, the eldest lady was so beautiful, didn't she have the support of her grandfather's family? Right now? The illustrious Prime Minister's Mansion has long been dilapidated, what do you want to do? ”

"Okay, okay, don't say it, eldest lady Lingqian, taboo!"

Under the cries around them, the voices of the two were slowly drowned out. After crying for almost a day, the tear ducts of these girls have already dried, and the immersion around the mourning hall is nothing more than their dry howls in their hoarse throats~

More than a dozen people thought that they would kneel like this again until dark today, but they didn't expect that there would be guests who set foot in the mourning hall.

At the gate of the courtyard, the little man in Tsing Yi flatteringly led the way, and the two long figures gradually walked towards the mourning hall.

The face walking in front is handsome, with dark hair and thick eyebrows, very long eyes, and bright, lips are not thin or thick, moisturizing abnormally, and the facial features are naturally matched.

Behind him, another tall man was dressed in a light gray gown with a white filial piety cloth around his arms.

Unlike the man in front of him, although this man was tall, his complexion was unusually fair, and his big amber eyes were particularly bright, but his lips were slightly pale. Handsome and abnormal, but there is an indescribable sickness. This is Gao Weiguang, the eldest son of Gao Fu, and he is also the role of Bai Moyang in this mission.

"Sixth Prince, please ......" Bai Moyang made a gesture of invitation, and smiled and welcomed the handsome man in front of him into the mourning hall.

The kneeling slaves were all dumbfounded, this turned out to be the sixth prince?

Half a year ago, Kyoto spread all over the world, in the early years of the emperor's private visit, once gave birth to a prince in the people, and then for various reasons could not be led into Beijing, so the matter was put on hold for a long time.

It was only recently that the six princes were invited back to the palace, but he rarely showed up except for a grand welcome banquet held for him by the emperor.

I heard that this prince did not like government and politics, did not like civil and military affairs, and inherited his mother's joy and love medicine.

Therefore, from the time he stepped into the palace, the harem to the queen and other high-ranking concubines and sisters all treated him with courtesy. On the other hand, it is probably related to the fact that this prince is not threatening at all.

The girls couldn't turn their eyes away, and after following the little maids to bow down one after another, the mourning hall was calm again.

"Sixth Highness, the little sister is in the coffin."

The sixth prince bowed slightly, stretched out his hand, and began to grope for the lid of the coffin......

The simple action frightened the slaves around them, and everyone held their breath, not knowing what the eldest young master and the sixth prince were going to do.