Yu Zhaodi was endlessly aggrieved and leaned on Xu Zimo's arms and cried, she was distressed, aggrieved, and unwilling for Ruolan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Xu Zimo, who has never been willing to touch anyone except money, comforted her with watery tenderness on her face.

Such a scene seemed to pierce Chu Mubai's eyes like a thorn.

When Yu Zhaodi came out of the yamen, she already had a certain understanding of this matter.

According to Xu Zimo's description, the two people who wanted to bury Ruolan alive should not be locals, and after they came down from the mountain that day, they left Bian Cheng directly.

Judging from the information available so far, the whole thing should be a deliberate injury.

When Yu Zhaodi asked Chu Mubai, if she said that this matter was related to Xia Youhe, would he believe it.

He turned pale and said it couldn't be.

Yu Zhaodi smiled, laughing until tears flowed out.

Early in the morning, the sky was not yet bright. In the Xia Mansion, the masters of each courtyard were still asleep, and the housekeeper He Bo ran all the way from the gate to the main courtyard. Pity him for a lot of age, his steps are not proportionate, he runs tremblingly, as if he will fall to the ground at any moment, and he can't afford to fall.

But he was stunned like this, ran all the way into the main courtyard without stopping, and knocked on Xia Qinglan's door.

"Master, madam, it's not good, something is wrong!"

On the street outside the gate of Xiafu, it is very lively today, with three floors inside and three floors outside, which encircles the entrance of Xiafu. The voices of discussion came and went.

In the open space in front of the Xia Mansion Gate next to the Mansion Gate, a mourning hall appeared out of thin air overnight.

It is said to be a mourning hall, but it is just a temporary shed made of some wood, which looks very simple. Only four pillars supported the roof of the shed, and nothing else.

It is transparent on all sides, and no matter which direction you are looking for, you can see the situation inside the shed at a glance.

The whole shed was covered with white draperies, and the long, hanging from the roof of the shed, meandered all the way down around the four pillars.

In the middle of the shed, a coffin was parked, and a table was placed in front of the coffin. There were two long candles lit on it, and some offerings were placed. In the innermost part of the table, there is a spirit tablet engraved with the word Ruolan.

Colored with cinnabar, it looks like it has just been soaked in blood, and it is bright red.

And next to the table, stood a woman dressed in white with a somewhat haggard face. She sat there quietly, as if she couldn't hear what the people around her were talking about.

Only those dark eyes flashed with a bright light that people couldn't look at directly.

On the other side of the coffin, a table was also placed. Several monks were sitting there, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting sutras.

Everyone is guessing, who is this woman and who is Ruolan? Why did you park the coffin at the door of the Xia Mansion.

When Xia Qinglan, who came out of the Xia Mansion with the housekeeper, saw all this, he was furious. Without saying a word, he rushed to the spirit shed, stretched out his hand and tore off a white curtain floating in the air, pointed at Yu Zhaodi and roared, "Yu Zhaodi, what are you doing?" ”

If Xia Qinglan had spoken to her with this attitude before, she would definitely be very sad. But since she became Yu Zhaodi, Xia Qinglan has never been kind to her, and the only time her attitude was softer was because she was asked to do things.

So today, her angry attitude towards him didn't make her feel anything special.

"What am I looking at, don't you see?" She knew that he would be angry when she answered like that.

She didn't want to do this, but after going back and thinking about it, there was no way to swallow this breath, it was impossible for the yamen to arrest Xia Youhe because of her guess, when she thought that Ruolan died in vain, but the murderer was at large, her heart felt as uncomfortable as a knife.

After thinking about it, he felt that even if he couldn't bring Xia Youhe to justice, at least let her know that the things she did were not unknown to anyone.

At least you have to deal with her and make her feel uncomfortable.

Sure enough, Xia Qinglan listened to her words, her face was blue and black, her eyes staring at her were full of bloodshots, and her expression seemed to be about to eat her.

He didn't care about the girl in front of him who was just the same age as his daughter, and he forgot that this was in front of the public, grabbed Yu Zhaodi's clothes, and said viciously, "Whoever gave you this guts, who allowed you to do this, remove these things immediately!" ”

With a heavy push, Yu Zhaodi took several steps backwards in a row, and hit the coffin with her lower back.

Originally, when she decided to do this, she was already ready to bear Xia Qinglan's anger, and businessmen are the most particular about luck. In the eyes of the world, the coffin is an unlucky representative object, and most people have to bypass the funeral procession, not to mention that she also put the coffin at the door of the house.

But even if she was prepared, when she saw Xia Qinglan so angry, she couldn't help but retreat.

However, the pain in her waist stimulated her, making her think of Ruolan's death and what Xia Youhe had done. So, she stood up again, and straightened her back against the pain.

She looked back at his anger, and there was a frankness in her eyes, "Does Master Xia know who is lying here?" ”

Xia Qinglan's eyes glanced at the spirit tablet, and she was shocked in her heart, how could Ruolan die?

However, his face did not show the slightest hint, and he said with undiminished momentum, "Even if you know, you are just a girl, and you will die." ”

Dead is dead......

"Why would you say that......" Yu Zhaodi never thought that Xia Qinglan would say such ruthless words. She stared at him as if she were seeing him for the first time.

For him, the life of a maid is so insignificant. Even if this maid was personally selected by him and sent to Xia Youhe.

Xia Qinglan didn't have time to investigate what the sadness on her face was, and there was a noisy voice behind her, and it turned out that the ladies and children of the house had all come out.

They were all stunned by the sight they saw, and several ladies were even more distressed, and it was not difficult to look directly at the spiritual shed. The wives of these noble families are very timid.

Yu Zhaodi's gaze swept behind Xia Qinglan, and after staying on Ruan Xiyu's face for a moment, it landed on Xia Youhe's body. Xia Youhe felt her gaze and looked at her.

As soon as the eyes of the two touched, Xia Youhe's gaze quickly turned to the side and dodged. She couldn't even look directly into Yu Zhaodi's angry eyes.

Her gaze turned like this, and it landed on the spirit tablet next to her, and when she saw the two words on it, her whole face turned pale, and her steps floated back several steps. (To be continued.) )