"Qiaoxing, Pei Zezhang is dead, we must plan for ourselves, in this troubled world, we can't do it without a backer."

Qiao Xing nodded as if she didn't understand, "Don't worry, third wife, Qiao Xing will definitely deliver the letter." ”

Ling Jiu smiled with satisfaction.

"Be careful not to be seen."

Pei Qi and Pei Zhen have already returned, and in a few days, when Pei Hong finishes dealing with the warlord's affairs, it will be Pei Zezhang's funeral.

It's only been seven days, and if he can't receive Fu Jue's reply this time, then Ling Jiu can only find another opportunity at Pei Zezhang's funeral.

As for Pei Qi and Pei Hong, these two brothers haven't seen each other for five years, and they haven't met yet, as for why Pei Hong wants to deal with Pei Qi, the reason still needs to wait.

After Qiao Xing left the mansion, she went to the market to buy some random things, and after confirming that no one was following her, she secretly entered the post office.

After sending the letter, he carefully observed his surroundings and returned to the mansion unharmed.

After Qiao Xing returned, Pei Hong also returned from the warlord and rushed to the ancestral hall non-stop.

Qiao Xing also heard the wind here, knocked on the door of the bedroom, and came in and said to Ling Jiu: "Third wife, the eldest young master is back, let's go to the ancestral hall first, it's rare to gather today." ”

Ling Jiu nodded, just taking this opportunity to observe the two brothers.

Qiao Xing put on a plain cloak for Ling Jiu and helped Ling Jiu to walk towards the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, Pei Qi and Pei Hong were talking, Pei Zhen was standing near the door on the side of the second wife, and saw Ling Jiu smiling.

"Sister Missing Moon, you're here."

Ling Jiu saw Pei Zhen's eyes red, and the smile on his face was very reluctant, he must have cried for a long time, but he was still strong and tried to smile.

Pei Qi also noticed Ling Jiu's appearance, and Ling Jiu nodded politely at them, and now he was beside Pei Zhen.

When Pei Hong saw that everyone was coming, he walked to the middle of the ancestral hall and announced majestically: "We are very saddened by my father's death, but we still want to let his old man enter the earth as soon as possible, and tomorrow is my father's funeral, so prepare well." ”

"Yes." The servants answered.

Pei Hong looked at Pei Qi and Pei Zhen again.

"Second brother, sister, you are also tired for a day, go back and rest early."

The two siblings nodded, and Pei Zhen came over and pulled Ling Jiu.

"Sister Missing Moon, Zhen'er wants to talk to you about herself."

Knowing that Pei Zhen had something to say, Ling Jiu also wanted to know what she was selling, so he left with Pei Zhen.

Pei Qi darkened his eyes in the back, and after saying goodbye to Pei Hong and the second wife, he also went back to his room.

After they all left, Pei Hong and the second wife exchanged a meaningful look with each other.

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When he entered Pei Zhen's bedroom, Ling Jiu waved his hand to let Qiao Xing go down, Pei Zhen pulled Ling Jiu to sit down on the dresser, and happily untied Ling Jiu's coiled three thousand green silks and re-combed them.

Ling Jiu waited for Pei Zhen's next words, Pei Zhen looked at Ling Jiu's beautiful face in the bronze mirror, and said, "Sister Missing Moon, I remember that not long after you married into our family, I went abroad to study. ”

"You know what? I was very happy when I knew that you were going to marry into our family, but I never thought that I would marry my father instead of my second brother. ”

Ling Jiu also smiled sarcastically.

"Why do you think my father is so confused? The second brother didn't expect that he had a big fight with his father, but he didn't expect to come back five years later, leaving only a cold coffin. ”

As she spoke, Pei Zhen's pitiful beautiful eyes were dyed with sadness.

"Sister Missing Moon, I know that so many numbers are our Pei family sorry for you, but now that my father has passed away, can everything start again?"

Pei Zhen put down the comb in her hand and began to pull the sideburns of a woman who had not left the pavilion.

"Second brother still can't forget you all these years."