Dayu country, Huairen ten years of spring.

Black clouds loom over Kyoto, and from time to time strong winds blow up dust that makes it impossible to open your eyes.

Although the weather is not very good, it is perfect for the funeral.

On this day, it looked like it was about to rain heavily, but the people of the capital still gathered on the main road, wanting to send off the first talented woman of Dayu, Lin Qingwan, who died before she was in time.

The people talked in private, and they went to the eldest princess's garden party in a good way, why was she the only one who ate something by mistake and died!

I heard that this daughter of Lin Xiang, she is so beautiful at a young age, she has been raised in the boudoir, the day before yesterday was invited by the eldest princess, so she went out to the meeting, but I didn't expect people to be so gone!

But the royal affairs, who dares to speculate more, can only keep silent.

Only poor Lin Xiang and his wife are deeply affectionate, just such a daughter, and now they can only send white-haired people to black-haired people!

It's a long sigh to hear!

On the building in the distance, there were two people, the wind blew their robes to hunt, and the one in front was dressed in a black robe with dark lines, broad shoulders and narrow waist, long body and jade body, sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and jade crown and hair.

This cold man is Xiao Muning, the third prince who should still be on the way back to the court and was named the god of war by the people, and he watched the mighty funeral procession on the street with cold eyes.

The person behind him dressed up as a guard, holding his sword and said regretfully, "It is rumored that Miss Lin was born extremely beautiful!" It's just a pity, before I met the prince, there were no people! ”

Xiao Muning snorted lightly, "It's better to be dead and clean than to be calculated so easily!" ”

They met a few times when they were children, and they were indeed a little sister carved in pink, but the changes that followed made them never see each other again, and he didn't know if they were beautiful or not.

Xiao Muning didn't expect that when he returned to Kyoto after a long absence, he happened to meet Lin Qingwan's funeral team as soon as he entered the city.

His face was solemn, and it seemed that some people couldn't hold it anymore! Is he so afraid that he will climb to Lin Xiang's family business!

Many people carried the fine Nanmu coffin from far and near, Xiao Muning frowned and asked the person behind him, "Who is the woman holding the coffin?" ”

Ruoying stretched out her head and looked, "It seems to be the daughter of General Zhao Hui, Zhao Lingxiao, I heard that she is Miss Lin's best friend." ”

Another gust of wind blew, and the black clouds overhead fluttered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white flags flew up, knocking the flag-bearers to the ground. The people carrying the coffin also swayed, and the funeral procession began to riot.

The overwhelming paper money swirled straight for nine days, which was more spectacular than the goose feather snow in the north.

The person in the coffin slowly opened her eyes, and at this time she didn't know that she was in a huge coffin, and she was about to be sent to the imperial tomb for burial.

It was pitch black all around, and there was no difference between keeping your eyes open and closing them, and the whole person was swaying like a boat.

Lin Qingwan only felt that his body was very heavy, and his tongue was also pressed by a hard object, as if he was about to fall into his throat, this suffocating feeling was uncomfortable and disgusting.

She brace herself and spit out what is in her mouth, and a glowing bead illuminates the small space in an instant. In addition to the place where she was just lying, the surroundings were covered with coral, agate, gold, silver and jade bracelets. Seeing this scene, Lin Qingwan's brain seemed to be blown open by thunder, could it be that these were funeral goods? Am I already dead? But when you think about it, it is impossible to be buried in this era! And where did I get the funeral goods in my house.

At this time, the oxygen in the coffin also became thin, and she couldn't take care of it anymore. In a hurry, Lin Qingwan held the coffin lid with her hands and feet, and she shouted for help, but unfortunately no one around her noticed.

Xiao Muning was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly frowned, looked back at the coffin, and asked Ruoying, "Did you hear any sound?" It's like a cry for help. ”

Wakaying calmed down and carefully identified the noisy street market, "It doesn't seem to be!" ”

At this moment, suddenly a loud noise came from the coffin, and then there was a sound of beating wood, and the people who carried the coffin threw down the coffin in fright, some screamed and fled in all directions, and some were stupid and did not dare to move, and the originally regular street became a mess.

Ruoying, who was standing on a high place, saw this scene and exclaimed in amazement, "Lord Wang! Could it be a deception? ”

"You've seen it, the corpse shouting for help!"

Xiao Muning looked at the coffin that was thrown in the middle of the street and made a noise, and he slowly raised his hand to open the lid of the coffin.

Lin Qingwan's hands suddenly emptied, and the coffin lid actually popped open by itself and turned to the side.

"Oh my god! I almost suffocated my big brother! ”

When she finally saw the light of day and sat up from the coffin, the black clouds were scattered and the sun was shining, she squinted her eyes to adjust to the sun, and the strange and ancient building was like straying into a film and television base.

After taking a few deep breaths, Lin Qingwan lay on the edge of the coffin and was finally saved.

As she was thinking, a cold light shot from the building in the distance, and she looked up to see two men in ancient costumes standing. The distance is a little far, and it is backlit, and the appearance is not very real.

Xiao Muning looked at her condescendingly, her heart was stagnant, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

After a stalemate like this for a while, Lin Qingwan saw that they didn't mean to come down, and she secretly put away the night pearl because she was obsessed with money, thinking that this thing must be true if it was so bright, and it was just around the corner to go back to her family and get rich!

She looked around, there were no cameras, no people in modern clothes. Finally found a person cowering in the corner, looking at her with frightened eyes, this person was dressed as a eunuch, she eagerly stepped forward, and was about to ask politely, "Excuse me..."

But before the question could be asked, the other party was so frightened that he fainted directly.

She stepped forward and pushed, "Hey, big brother! Stop acting! Get up and get down to business! Eldest brother! ”

After pushing for a long time, the people on the ground didn't react at all, Lin Qingwan said in his heart, I damn it! It's dizzy! What kind of psychological quality is this!

She looked left and right, and in the distance there were tributes and a tablet scattered on the ground. Just now, her physical exertion was too great, and her mouth was dry, and while she walked over to pick up the tablet, she picked two relatively clean oranges, and the coffin was lying down, and the tribute was nothing!

She put the tablet on the lid of the coffin, peeled off the orange in her hand, and vaguely recited the words on the tablet while eating, "The tablet of the county lord Lin Qingwan." ”

Princess? It should be the title of the daughter of the prince's family! It's the same as her name. Look at the pomp and circumstance of this funeral, the mansions, carriages and horses tied in the back occupy the entire street, and if these are really burned, it is estimated that they will not be burned in a day.

Lin Qingwan nodded in amazement, the props are quite decent!

Just when she was confused, suddenly a weak cry behind her shouted, "Miss? ”

Lin Qingwan looked back eating oranges, a maid dressed as a filial piety dress, looking at her with a look of fear and joy.

Standing with her was a woman dressed in plain clothes, with a delicate appearance. She frowned and looked at Lin Qingwan, with a bit of tenderness in her tone that was not like that of her little daughter, "Qingwan, is it you?" Are you still alive? ”

Lin Qingwan was really happy to finally see the two living people, thinking of the one who fainted before, she didn't dare to react much, just nodded, "It's me!" You guys..."

Before she finished speaking, the two people on the opposite side pounced on her, hugged her and said, "Great, Qingwan, you're not dead, it's really good!" ”

The little maid cried with tears in her eyes, "Miss, you can be considered alive, and the lord and lady will go with you." ”

Master? Madam?

Lin Qingwan was surrounded by them, and glanced at the two figures on the building, which were long gone.