Jiang Ruofu stood on the table, her hand could barely reach the high window, she forced the dagger to pierce the window paper, and after she pierced the window paper, the moonlight outside the window shone in more.

Jiang Ruofu stared at the half-quarter moon, I'm afraid it won't be full today.

If it was the prince, what would he do to escape at this time?

Jiang Ruofu grabbed the window frame hard and climbed onto the high window frame, but because the edge of the window frame was too narrow, she fell directly from the high window, and although the dagger didn't hit her when it fell, it slashed through her arm, and there was a blood mark in an instant.

Jiang Ruofu gasped in pain, rested for a while, and waited until the place where she fell was no longer so painful, so she climbed up to the high window again, and groped for the gap in the window little by little, hoping that this was the window that opened from the outside, and if this was the case, she stretched out her hand from the pane, maybe she could open the window.

Jiang Ruofu touched most of the windows along the gap, and the whole person carefully shrank on the edge of the high window, his whole body was stiff after squatting for a long time, and his legs were so numb that he couldn't move, but he was afraid that he would cramp if he moved.

Accidentally not standing firmly, she fell from the top again, this time she was already in pain and had no strength to cover the injury, but she grinned in pain and fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

The clothes on his body were already black and white, and his hairpin was all scattered.

In the Dazong Mansion, Jiang Sang's body had been moved to the front hall and placed in a coffin.

Although it was late at night, the mourning hall was still full of people.

Yueshi lowered his head and cried bitterly while burning paper money,

"Mulberry ......"

"How can you just leave your mother alone?"

"Mother will no longer interfere with your future plans...... You can marry whoever you want, even if it's a beggar on the side of the road or a homeless person on the street, as long as you can survive, your mother will no longer impose her ideas on you. ”

"If you don't like the Miss Sun family arranged by your mother, it will be Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou, Wu Zheng, Wang in the future...... But if you like it, my mother will definitely hire it for you......"

The wind blew through the white lanterns hanging in front of the mourning hall, and the long white streamers of the lanterns flew in the air, like the skirts of ghosts, flying as if they had no roots, almost straight up.

The candles were blown crooked by the wind, and they staggered in the mourning hall, and many of them were blown out at once.

The subordinates guarding the mourning hall felt cold behind their backs, but they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to light those candles again.

There was a soft sound from inside the coffin.

In an extraordinarily quiet environment, the sound is extraordinarily clear, and the cold wind is enough to make people shudder.

I can't help but prick up my ears to listen.

sincere

sincere

Sincere.

Sound after sound, everyone heard it exactly, knowing that it wasn't their auditory hallucination.

A maid trembled and said,

"Madame, the coffin seems to be ringing..."

Yue's crying didn't know when it stopped, she listened to the sound beating in her heart, and the sound like knocking on wood made her heart skip a beat.

She stood up with the burning paper money, the flames dyed a little blue in the night, and she suddenly screamed,

"Quick, open the coffin!"

Her shrill voice startled everyone around her, and in this eerie environment, the soul was almost scared.

The people did not dare to go up and open the coffin,

"Madam, the son should be buried in the ground, it stands to reason that the closed coffin should not be opened, and when it is opened, the soul of the son will be scattered, and the ghost will not be able to find the soul of the child, how will the son be reincarnated in the future?"

Jiang Ruofu stood on the table, her hand could barely reach the high window, she forced the dagger to pierce the window paper, and after she pierced the window paper, the moonlight outside the window shone in more.

Jiang Ruofu stared at the half-quarter moon, I'm afraid it won't be full today.

If it was the prince, what would he do to escape at this time?

Jiang Ruofu grabbed the window frame hard and climbed onto the high window frame, but because the edge of the window frame was too narrow, she fell directly from the high window, and although the dagger didn't hit her when it fell, it slashed through her arm, and there was a blood mark in an instant.

Jiang Ruofu gasped in pain, rested for a while, and waited until the place where she fell was no longer so painful, so she climbed up to the high window again, and groped for the gap in the window little by little, hoping that this was the window that opened from the outside, and if this was the case, she stretched out her hand from the pane, maybe she could open the window.

Jiang Ruofu touched most of the windows along the gap, and the whole person carefully shrank on the edge of the high window, his whole body was stiff after squatting for a long time, and his legs were so numb that he couldn't move, but he was afraid that he would cramp if he moved.

Accidentally not standing firmly, she fell from the top again, this time she was already in pain and had no strength to cover the injury, but she grinned in pain and fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

The clothes on his body were already black and white, and his hairpin was all scattered.

In the Dazong Mansion, Jiang Sang's body had been moved to the front hall and placed in a coffin.

Although it was late at night, the mourning hall was still full of people.

Yueshi lowered his head and cried bitterly while burning paper money,

"Mulberry ......"

"How can you just leave your mother alone?"

"Mother will no longer interfere with your future plans...... You can marry whoever you want, even if it's a beggar on the side of the road or a homeless person on the street, as long as you can survive, your mother will no longer impose her ideas on you. ”

"If you don't like the Miss Sun family arranged by your mother, it will be Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou, Wu Zheng, Wang in the future...... But if you like it, my mother will definitely hire it for you......"

The wind blew through the white lanterns hanging in front of the mourning hall, and the long white streamers of the lanterns flew in the air, like the skirts of ghosts, flying as if they had no roots, almost straight up.

The candles were blown crooked by the wind, and they staggered in the mourning hall, and many of them were blown out at once.

The subordinates guarding the mourning hall felt cold behind their backs, but they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to light those candles again.

There was a soft sound from inside the coffin.

In an extraordinarily quiet environment, the sound is extraordinarily clear, and the cold wind is enough to make people shudder.

I can't help but prick up my ears to listen.

sincere

sincere

Sincere.

Sound after sound, everyone heard it exactly, knowing that it wasn't their auditory hallucination.

A maid trembled and said,

"Madame, the coffin seems to be ringing..."

Yue's crying didn't know when it stopped, she listened to the sound beating in her heart, and the sound like knocking on wood made her heart skip a beat.

She stood up with the burning paper money, the flames dyed a little blue in the night, and she suddenly screamed,

"Quick, open the coffin!"

Her shrill voice startled everyone around her, and in this eerie environment, the soul was almost scared.

The people did not dare to go up and open the coffin,

"Madam, the son should be buried in the ground, it stands to reason that the closed coffin should not be opened, and when it is opened, the soul of the son will be scattered, and the ghost will not be able to find the soul of the child, how will the son be reincarnated in the future?"

Jiang Ruofu stood on the table, her hand could barely reach the high window, she forced the dagger to pierce the window paper, and after she pierced the window paper, the moonlight outside the window shone in more.

Jiang Ruofu stared at the half-quarter moon, I'm afraid it won't be full today.

If it was the prince, what would he do to escape at this time?

Jiang Ruofu grabbed the window frame hard and climbed onto the high window frame, but because the edge of the window frame was too narrow, she fell directly from the high window, and although the dagger didn't hit her when it fell, it slashed through her arm, and there was a blood mark in an instant.

Jiang Ruofu gasped in pain, rested for a while, and waited until the place where she fell was no longer so painful, so she climbed up to the high window again, and groped for the gap in the window little by little, hoping that this was the window that opened from the outside, and if this was the case, she stretched out her hand from the pane, maybe she could open the window.

Jiang Ruofu touched most of the windows along the gap, and the whole person carefully shrank on the edge of the high window, his whole body was stiff after squatting for a long time, and his legs were so numb that he couldn't move, but he was afraid that he would cramp if he moved.

Accidentally not standing firmly, she fell from the top again, this time she was already in pain and had no strength to cover the injury, but she grinned in pain and fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

The clothes on his body were already black and white, and his hairpin was all scattered.

In the Dazong Mansion, Jiang Sang's body had been moved to the front hall and placed in a coffin.

Although it was late at night, the mourning hall was still full of people.

Yueshi lowered his head and cried bitterly while burning paper money,

"Mulberry ......"

"How can you just leave your mother alone?"

"Mother will no longer interfere with your future plans...... You can marry whoever you want, even if it's a beggar on the side of the road or a homeless person on the street, as long as you can survive, your mother will no longer impose her ideas on you. ”

"If you don't like the Miss Sun family arranged by your mother, it will be Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou, Wu Zheng, Wang in the future...... But if you like it, my mother will definitely hire it for you......"

The wind blew through the white lanterns hanging in front of the mourning hall, and the long white streamers of the lanterns flew in the air, like the skirts of ghosts, flying as if they had no roots, almost straight up.

The candles were blown crooked by the wind, and they staggered in the mourning hall, and many of them were blown out at once.

The subordinates guarding the mourning hall felt cold behind their backs, but they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to light those candles again.

There was a soft sound from inside the coffin.

In an extraordinarily quiet environment, the sound is extraordinarily clear, and the cold wind is enough to make people shudder.

I can't help but prick up my ears to listen.

sincere

sincere

Sincere.

Sound after sound, everyone heard it exactly, knowing that it wasn't their auditory hallucination.

A maid trembled and said,

"Madame, the coffin seems to be ringing..."

Yue's crying didn't know when it stopped, she listened to the sound beating in her heart, and the sound like knocking on wood made her heart skip a beat.

She stood up with the burning paper money, the flames dyed a little blue in the night, and she suddenly screamed,

"Quick, open the coffin!"

Her shrill voice startled everyone around her, and in this eerie environment, the soul was almost scared.

The people did not dare to go up and open the coffin,

"Madam, the son should be buried in the ground, it stands to reason that the closed coffin should not be opened, and when it is opened, the soul of the son will be scattered, and the ghost will not be able to find the soul of the child, how will the son be reincarnated in the future?"

Jiang Ruofu stood on the table, her hand could barely reach the high window, she forced the dagger to pierce the window paper, and after she pierced the window paper, the moonlight outside the window shone in more.

Jiang Ruofu stared at the half-quarter moon, I'm afraid it won't be full today.

If it was the prince, what would he do to escape at this time?

Jiang Ruofu grabbed the window frame hard and climbed onto the high window frame, but because the edge of the window frame was too narrow, she fell directly from the high window, and although the dagger didn't hit her when it fell, it slashed through her arm, and there was a blood mark in an instant.

Jiang Ruofu gasped in pain, rested for a while, and waited until the place where she fell was no longer so painful, so she climbed up to the high window again, and groped for the gap in the window little by little, hoping that this was the window that opened from the outside, and if this was the case, she stretched out her hand from the pane, maybe she could open the window.

Jiang Ruofu touched most of the windows along the gap, and the whole person carefully shrank on the edge of the high window, his whole body was stiff after squatting for a long time, and his legs were so numb that he couldn't move, but he was afraid that he would cramp if he moved.

Accidentally not standing firmly, she fell from the top again, this time she was already in pain and had no strength to cover the injury, but she grinned in pain and fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

The clothes on his body were already black and white, and his hairpin was all scattered.

In the Dazong Mansion, Jiang Sang's body had been moved to the front hall and placed in a coffin.

Although it was late at night, the mourning hall was still full of people.

Yueshi lowered his head and cried bitterly while burning paper money,

"Mulberry ......"

"How can you just leave your mother alone?"

"Mother will no longer interfere with your future plans...... You can marry whoever you want, even if it's a beggar on the side of the road or a homeless person on the street, as long as you can survive, your mother will no longer impose her ideas on you. ”

"If you don't like the Miss Sun family arranged by your mother, it will be Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou, Wu Zheng, Wang in the future...... But if you like it, my mother will definitely hire it for you......"

The wind blew through the white lanterns hanging in front of the mourning hall, and the long white streamers of the lanterns flew in the air, like the skirts of ghosts, flying as if they had no roots, almost straight up.

The candles were blown crooked by the wind, and they staggered in the mourning hall, and many of them were blown out at once.

The subordinates guarding the mourning hall felt cold behind their backs, but they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to light those candles again.

There was a soft sound from inside the coffin.

In an extraordinarily quiet environment, the sound is extraordinarily clear, and the cold wind is enough to make people shudder.

I can't help but prick up my ears to listen.

sincere

sincere

Sincere.

One after the other, everybody listened exactly