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The entire Xiao Mansion was bright all night, and the servants of the whole mansion were about to turn over.

When the bad news of the little lady's death came, the Xiao Mansion was shocked, and Xiao's mother fainted all of a sudden, Xiao Zhizhong locked himself in the study and did not allow anyone to disturb him.

The aftermath is all by the housekeeper Zhang Luo, who assigns various tasks to the slaves, and the servants of the whole house take off their jewelry, perform their duties, invite Langzhong for Xiao's mother who passed out, take care of Xiao's mother, and wipe and sort out the body for the little master......

In one of the rooms.

The candlelight is dim, the stools and wine bottles are crooked, and the rich and pungent smell of wine fills the air.

In front of the table, Xiao Ping, who was blushing, poured wine into his mouth one after another, drinking bottle after bottle. After a long time, the dim candle lamp burned out, and I don't know when, the window gradually became white.

"Xiao Lang, stop drinking."

Chen Huan'er, who had red walnut eyes, pressed the wine bottle, her voice was very hoarse, and she stared at him stupidly, "It's not your fault, Huan'er begs you not to hurt yourself." ”

"Get out—" Xiao Ping broke free of her hand and let out a muffled sound.

Tears couldn't help but flow down again, and she hugged him suddenly, "Xiao Lang, we, we still have Jing Ci, Jing Ci will never leave us, the four of us will be together forever......"

Xiao Ping, who was holding the wine bottle, stopped his movements and let Chen Huan'er hold it.

After being silent for a long time, he raised his hand and hugged her tightly, his strength was so great that it seemed to crush people, and two lines of tears finally flowed out of Xiao Ping's eyes......

Following.

Inside the Xiao Mansion Hall.

The peaceful and dignified woman was lying in the center with her eyes closed, and her face was depicted with red makeup, as if she had fallen asleep, but the longevity dress on her body indicated that she was deceased.

The two masters of the house were still immersed in shock, and had not yet come out to preside over it, nor did they have any instructions, so the housekeeper did not dare to act without authorization to perform a series of funerals such as summoning spirits, crying and mourning.

Jing Ci, who had not slept all night, stood in front of the woman with red makeup, her face haggard, and her skirt was dirty and messy.

She slowly knelt down on her legs, as if she was afraid of disturbing her, leaned down, her demeanor was as intimate as usual, as if she was whispering, she lowered her eyes and said softly: "Xiao An, you are so beautiful." You see, you will never get old, once we bet that who will have more wrinkles when you get old, you win, you girl really can't afford to lose. You said to treat me and Xu, begging to put lanterns with me during the festival, last year you broke your promise, this year you broke your promise, you said you came to Chang'an, will always be by my side, the world is chaotic, let's guard together. The result? You have broken your word again and again, always abandoned me, left me alone in Luoyang, and now you want to leave me alone in Chang'an, I have never seen such a bad person as you......"

The two of them have known each other for ten years, and they have a very tacit understanding with each other. Xiao An has liked to protect Jing Ci since he was a child, Jing Ci has no mother, Xiao Mother treats her like her own child, and Xiao An has never been jealous or dissatisfied.

They read and practiced calligraphy together, frolicked and played, watching each other's bodies change day by day, from young children to young girls, the quiet years in Luoyang have become the norm, until the two of them came to Chang'an, where the world is chaotic, only to know that it is not easy to be quiet, and it is not easy to have a close friend in the boudoir who digs out each other's hearts.

They will never be able to go back to those days, and they will never meet such people again.

…………

Xiao Zhizhong was dressed in white cloth, and his heavy steps stepped in step by step, his eyes were dull, his hair was messy, and his appearance was ten years old overnight. Seeing the body of his beloved daughter on the ground, he fell to his knees with a pop, and finally cried out......

"An'er, Daddy is wrong, you forgive Daddy, Daddy will never do murder and arson again! God, I, Xiao Zhizhong, do things alone, why should I put the sin on my innocent daughter! Why? An'er wakes up, Daddy will take you back to Luoyang, and let's live in peace...... Please wake up ......"

"Don't cry, don't disturb my An'er."

Mother Xiao didn't know when she had walked in, she reached out and stroked her beloved daughter's hair bun, staring at her beloved daughter's body with eyes full of affection.

"Woooooooooo......oo An'er, wake up, open your eyes and look at your aunt, let's have a good ...... as a family of four."

Smack-

Xiao Mu turned around and slapped Xiao Zhizhong's old face, and said coldly: "Don't cry, Xiao Zhizhong, what qualifications do you have to cry?" ”

A room full of slaves and maids trembled when they saw this.

Long......

"Let's do something."

At the end, Xiao Mu finally spoke.

In this way, the servants dared to continue to gather step by step.

The slave took the roof to summon the soul and shouted that the little lady returned, and after the ceremony, the body was put into the coffin. In front of the coffin, the servants knelt on the ground and wept, and their voices were mournful enough to surround the beams.

Chen Huan'er also wore mourning clothes, crying with pear blossoms and rain, while her red lips and teeth kept spitting "cousin...... My cousin ...... "It looks like I'm going to break my throat."

It wasn't until Xiao Ping helped her up and brought her back to her house that she gradually stopped.

Inside Chen Huan'er's house.

The maid brought the tea, and she drank three cups in a row, clenching her fists, letting her sharp nails pierce her palms, oozing a trace of blood.

Faintly, the corners of his mouth turned upward......

While the evil spirit is happy, there is even greater grief in the heart......

"Ahh

Bang la-

She swept the tea on the table to the ground, whimpered loudly, and sobbed so much that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't breathe......

The maid who had just stepped out of the room was so frightened that she hurriedly returned to find out.

"Cousin, cousin, lady......" The maid looked messy and dumbfounded.

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This funeral was not sent to the ancestral land of the Xiao family, Lanling, Xiao's mother did not allow it, she wanted her daughter to be quiet and not to be talked about. How vicious those people in the Xiao family in Lanling are, Xiao's mother knows, and in the end, they also have a share of the people who killed An'er.

If it weren't for the Xiao family instigating Xiao Zhizhong to glorify the lintel, ascend to the palace, and constantly stimulate his ambitions, how would he have come to this point and become a disciple who disregards morality and his own flesh and blood.

The funeral went quickly, and he was buried on the third day.

With the funeral goods were very thick, Xiao's mother put down all her dowries, and put in the rich dowry prepared for her in the early years, as well as a few sets of various exquisite and high-quality three-color utensils such as food and clothing rewards, which could be given to her, and she gave her the same.

Her daughter, even when she got there, was decent and proper.

The queen sighed that Xiao An's beauty died early, and gave some funeral goods casually, and the nobles who knew Xiao An came to mourn one after another.

Unfortunately, on the day of the burial, none of them appeared again.

What is surprising is that Wu Yun appeared in front of the tomb accompanied by the maid.

She bowed three times in silence, and said lightly to Xiao's mother: "Please mourn and change, An An is a woman with both ability and political integrity and well-being, and she will be born as soon as possible." ”

…………

Before the funeral procession left, Xiao's mother looked at Jing Ci, who had been calm from beginning to end, and looked at her with a complicated expression, and finally stopped talking, she knew that she had no face to speak. She has been avoiding her before, because there are some things that she can't say, and she can't help but say it, she loves Jing Ci like her own daughter, but she gave her the heaviest and most painful blow, she watched Xiao Zhizhong destroy the Wang family, and she became an accomplice.

Xiao Zhizhong also looked at Jing Ci, she stayed in Xiao's house for three days, three whole days, and didn't say a word.

Before the grave, everything is in order.

Jing Ci, who looked quite gloomy, finally raised his head, looked at them, and said expressionlessly: "From now on, the Xiao family and I are clear." ”

can treat her as if she were her own child, but also destroy her whole family.

Scold! Amusing.

It's been ten years, who can tell which ones are true and which ones are fake?

Unpredictable.