"I'll be glad that my ears are finally quiet."

After speaking, Shan Shulin turned around and left.

Lu Hui was full of smiles, secretly looked at Ying Zhiwen's dull face, and left with him.

Only Ying Zhiwen reacted for a long time, looked at Shan Shulin, and chased after him: "Shan Ziqi!" ”

Calling out a name loudly, Ying Zhi remembered the current occasion, hurriedly lowered his voice, and walked behind him: "How can you do this to your brother!" ”

Men and women should be fair! You can't make that difference!

Shan Shulin smiled, and it was rare to have the interest to say a few more words to him: "Could it be that you think I should cry bitterly and rush to the coffin to drag you out?" ”

Ying Zhiwen blinked, thinking that this was really terrifying. Before he could regain his taste, he heard someone laughing in his ear, and turned his head to see Lu Hui pursing his lips, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, and there seemed to be clear water in his eyes, and he quickly calmed down.

So Ying Zhiwen suddenly understood that this was Shan Shulin making Lu Hui happy by making fun of himself. He became more and more depressed, since he took Lu Hui out of the mansion, his brother was no longer his brother.

It's really unpleasant.

Thinking about it, he moved to the side and was two steps away from Lu Hui.

Lu Hui just laughed, looking at his small movements, he couldn't help but quip: "Follow up and see who the person who is pretending to be you is." ”

can make people far from the difference, and it has to be a little similar to Ying Zhiwen himself. You must know that the dead can wear a mask that does not fit properly, and it is easy to show flaws.

Ying Zhiwen also thought of this, so he approached Lu Hui, and walked with her to Master Ying, and approached the coffin by the way.

"Master Ying." Shan Shulin paused, bowed to Master Ying and said, "Please also mourn." ”

Lu Hui also bent over, looking up at Master Ying slightly, looking at a middle-aged man who was just a little old, with frosty sideburns, nothing special.

She pushed Ying Zhiwen next to her, and just wanted to ask how his father's medical skills compared to him, but saw Ying Zhiwen's face was snow-white, staring at the person lying in the coffin in a daze.

The person lying in the coffin covered his face with white silk, but it was not difficult to see half of his face that had been severely corroded under the white cloth. However, judging from the outline alone, it is indeed five or six points similar to Ying Zhi's question.

However, what made Lu Hui pay more attention was not the person lying in the coffin, but the outrageous expression of Ying Zhi.

All his anger and grievances were replaced by fear and shock, and finally all of them became grief, which was clearly written on his face.

Because there were too many people around here, Lu Hui couldn't bear to ask him what was going on. But seeing that he had not moved for a long time, he raised his hand and tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to hurry up.

Ying Zhiwen was stunned for a while, and followed with his eyes on the coffin. Halfway through, because he didn't look at the road, he almost fell to the ground in despair.

It wasn't until he walked to the back of the house that Lu Hui frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" Do you know him? ”

Ying Zhi's eyes were lowered, his eyebrows and eyes were furrowed in one place, and there were tears in his eyes, which dried up after a long time, leaving blood-red eyes.

He nodded, "Yes." ”

"He's my cousin, and he's six or seven points like me." Ying Zhiwen's voice trembled a little, "How could he ...... Why is he .......?"

"Condolences." Lu Hui looked at the passers-by outside and pursed his lips.

No wonder Ying Zhi's parents' pain is not like pretending. They may not be alive without knowing what to ask, but they are just dead people, and they are not impostors of unknown origin.

"He's only two years younger than me." Ying Zhiwen squatted down and muttered, "He has only just taken the Qiu Yu exam, and his career is very good, I killed him, I killed him!" ”

"It's not." Lu Hui squatted down, "Ying asked, there is no one in the Ying family who can be left alone, no one." It's not your fault, and it's not your fault. ”

Ying Zhi's question was unheard, only squatting, ignoring the people coming and going, looking this side from time to time.

"Let him go." Shan Shulin pulled Lu Hui up and said coldly, "Let him squat, let him watch the Ying family fall into the quagmire, and do nothing." Anyway, he harmed it, and he can continue to harm it. ”

The language was cold, and when he asked him, he only felt that he was drenched with a basin of cold water on his head and poured it on his heart. He tilted his head, wiped his eyes, and stood up: "You're right. ”

He is a man, he should not be so cowardly, let alone escape the facts. His cousin is dead, and he can't let more people in the Ying family suffer such a scourge!

Straightened his waist, responded to the question with a calm face, and rearranged the human skin mask on his face before he spoke: "Let's go." ”

He had more important things to do.

After the condolences were finished, Shan Shulin followed the flow of people into the main courtyard of Ying's house.

This is the place where Yingjia usually entertains guests. It's big enough to accommodate 180 people.

The people who came to Ying's house to mourn were all people with heads and faces in Xijing, and Lu Hui saw that in addition to Mei Jun, the young master of the Mei family, Fan Congqian of the Fan family was also here.

It's not that Lu Hui has good eyes and can recognize him from the crowd, but Fan Congqian himself ran to Shan Shulin, snorted coldly, and walked away with his head held high.

It was as if he had come here on purpose to 'hum', and he would be angry with him when he was alone.

What surprised Lu Hui was that there were not only officials and gentry who came here, but also Lu Wei and Lu Wei, her imperial brother. But it's also relieved to think about it, who hasn't had a little illness or pain?

If there is, it is absolutely necessary to have a good relationship with Yingjia.

"When will they do it." Ying Zhiwen's tone was much more solemn than usual, and he looked at Shan Shulin, and said with a straight face.

"About noon, everyone came." Single distancing back.

The queen's plan was officially launched after noon.

Ying Zhiwen nodded, signaling that he understood. He took a deep breath, looked back, looked at the weeping crowd, and calmed his mood again.

Lu Hui looked down at the tip of his shoe, without any expression on his face. As far as she is concerned, whether the cousin who answered the question is alive or dead does not have much feeling for her.

After all, life and death are as ordinary as drinking tea and drinking water in her eyes.

As time passed, more and more people came and went to mourn, and the chaos in the hall gradually became apparent.

Paper money fluttered in the air, some fell in the copper basin and were licked clean by the fire, and some fell outside and were trampled under the feet at will. Lu Hui bent down to pick one up and pinched it in his palm.

She smelled the faint aroma in the air, the medicine in the queen's hand. Addictive drugs.

Lu Hui suddenly had some understanding of the old man's compromise. He was not necessarily compromising with the Empress, but with this despicable means of control.

"Here we are." Lu Hui reminded Shan Shulin and Yingzhi asked. She was far more sensitive to the smell than the other two.

Ying Zhi asked as if he was facing a great enemy, holding down his mask steadily, and Shan Shulin looked as usual, no different from usual. Compared with the question, the storms and waves he has experienced are far more difficult and dangerous than the current ones.

Looking around, Lu Hui quickly found the person she was looking for.