Shen Mingzhu didn't believe it, because she could capture the meaning of smugness, the suppressed arrogance of forbearance from Xiao Yu's sad expression.

When he looked at her, he even smiled evilly, with a kind of arrogance that was bound to win.

But what others see is his filial piety and sadness, and they can't see anything else.

Xiao Xian is not here, she has no one to discuss, she can hardly imagine how sad Xiao Xian will be if she learns that her mother is dead!

Her heart was heavy.

Shen Yunluo walked up to her and said in a low voice: "The eldest sister seems to be very disappointed, as soon as Princess Yan dies, the family affair between the eldest sister and Xiao Yu seems to be coming to an end." Xiao Yu is so filial, he will definitely have to stay for three years. ”

Not only Xiao Yu, but Xiao Xian has to be collected for three years.

Hmph, Xiao Xian, I'm afraid you won't have to wait for three years!

Shen Yunluo thought gloomily, and when he looked at Shen Mingzhu, he became more and more gentle and submissive, without the slightest smugness.

Shen Mingzhu glanced at her and said lightly, "You're thinking too much." ”

Changsun Xian was originally very sad, she liked Princess Yan very much, but since Liu Zhifen told her that after Princess Yan died, she was afraid that there would not be so much resistance if she wanted to marry Xiao Xian. Changsun Xian suddenly felt no sad, and even a little happy, and felt that she had died well!

Princess Yan is dead, and the person who had conflicts with her mother is gone, and no one will stop her.

Although Xiao Xian is his nominal uncle, he has already checked a lot, as long as he asks the emperor, he can naturally do it.

Don't forget, you are the daughter of the eldest princess of Lanling!

The emperor has always been responsive!

She saw Shen Mingzhu standing quietly aside, and snorted, when the time came, she asked Her Majesty to marry Shen Mingzhu to Xiao Yu, she was the authentic Princess Yan, Xiao Yu and Shen Mingzhu had to look at their faces to live.

If one is not happy, whip her!

Eldest Sun Xian was very happy.

At this time, there was the sound of rapidly broken horses' hooves outside, and someone outside shouted, "The prince is back home!" ”

"The prince is back home!"

The majestic and generous voice penetrated the layers of courtyards and rushed into the back hall, and everyone was suddenly solemn and sad at the same time.

Xiao Xian went on the expedition, but his mother died violently, and he didn't see the last side, which was really pitiful.

Soon, everyone saw a man still wearing battle armor and a blood-colored cloak, striding in. Like a red cloud, and like a cold flame, the wind swept in, and it arrived in an instant.

He is dusty, and his face is full of sorrow that cannot be dissolved, which is a torture of fate and a reproach to God.

Silently, tears rolled down his face.

Everyone watched him fall on the coffin, and then let out a dull whimper, only his shoulders could be seen shaking, such a man who bled without tears, also shed tears of sadness at this moment.

Xiao Yu threw himself up and cried bitterly, and persuaded Xiao Xian by the way, "Second brother, second brother, take care, take care...... Don't live up to your mother's expectations......"

Xiao Xian only felt heavy, and his mind was wooden, heavy, as if a hand was invisibly about to fall into a dark hell.

He had been in a hurry for days and nights without closing his eyes, had killed several horses, had drunk a few sips of water for days and nights, and had not eaten a single hot meal.

He was so grieved that he fainted all at once, his teeth clenched, his face pale and unconscious.