A bright red ......

Shui Qingqing's head was covered with a red Xipa embroidered with mandarin ducks, and she sat in the sedan chair with her back straight.

She had never sat in a sedan chair, and she was a little dizzy by the sedan chair.

Clenching the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, Shui Qingqing closed her eyes to suppress the panic and discomfort surging in her heart.

But in my ears, there was an endless stream of jokes from the onlookers on the street.

"Anyway, this daughter of the Sheng family was bent on marrying Mei Zijin, the Marquis of Dingguo, but she didn't expect to become the little sister-in-law of the Marquis of Dingguo, it's really interesting."

"I heard that she made a lot of trouble about this before, and even jumped into the lake, but I didn't expect that after being fished out of the lake, the person was quiet, not noisy or noisy, and promised to marry into the Dingguo Marquis Mansion as this Chongxi lady......"

"Alas, it's pitiful to say, this eldest son of the Mei family can't breathe that day, this Sheng Yu is only afraid that she will be a widow as soon as she marries, no wonder she is going to jump into the lake......"

"Hey, I want to know more, if you really become a widow, you say, according to Sheng Yu's enthusiasm for the Marquis of Dingguo, will he be a thief and wait for an opportunity to pester the little uncle......"

Of course not, because I'm not Sheng Yu - I'm Shui Qingqing!

The closed eyes suddenly opened, Shui Qingqing's eyes were stained with blood, her teeth were clenched, and the chill in her heart made her thin body tremble uncontrollably......

The noisy human voices and the sound of festive firecrackers all died down, and only the cry of a baby remained in Shui Qingqing's ears.

The baby cried helplessly, and the cry echoed in her head for a long time, and again and again. It was as if the newborn, delicate child who had just broken through the ground was crying in front of her eyes at this moment. Every sound slashed Shui Qingqing's heart......

Tears fell unconsciously from her dark eyes, Shui Qingqing gritted her teeth to suppress the hatred and pain in her heart, and was about to wipe away her tears with a handkerchief, when the sedan chair suddenly stopped and fell to the ground with a bang, which made Shui Qingqing's hand holding the handkerchief tremble slightly.

Before she came back to her senses, the red sedan curtain was lifted, and the maid Xiaoxi poked her head in with a white face and said, "Miss is not good, there is news from the Hou Mansion, the eldest prince ...... The eldest prince swallowed his breath a quarter of an hour ago - dead! ”

The whole body trembled violently, Shui Qingqing ripped off the hijab on her head, looked at Xiao Xi with a flustered face in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "What are you talking about...... The eldest prince is gone?! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Shui Qingqing realized that the joy along the way had stopped at some point, and the chatters of everyone on the side of the road were all ugly words such as 'broom star', 'bad luck' and 'new widow'.

Xiaoxi was so anxious that she was about to cry, and said with a sad face: "Miss, now that the sedan chair has just reached the halfway point, you have not yet entered the mansion, and you have not paid homage to the prince of Namei...... I'm afraid that this family business will not be counted, so let's go back to the Sheng family the same way......"

Hearing this, Shui Qingqing's mind went blank-

It stands to reason that the eldest son of Mei was terminally ill and married her just to be happy, but now he died before she entered the door, so this family business can not be counted, which is a good thing for her.

However, at the beginning, she promised the Sheng family to marry into the Hou Mansion instead of Sheng Yu, not only to repay the Sheng family's life-saving grace, but also for her own purposes-

She endured the humiliation of the child, but within a moment of birth, she was snatched away by the people of the Hou Mansion before she had time to hug and see what her son looked like.

Swear to death, she will take her child back!

Even through the bright red Xipa, the sharp nails that had been growing for almost three months still pinched out the red marks on the palms of his hands, and there was a pain, but Shui Qingqing's dark and panicked eyes instantly returned to calm.

She smiled dismally and said slowly: "Since I have walked out of my parents' house in my wedding dress, I am the daughter who married out, and there is no reason to go back." Xiaoxi, please find filial piety clothes for me - even if I wear linen and filial piety, I will also marry into the Hou Mansion! ”

The news of the sudden death of the eldest son of the Mei family at the moment before the marriage spread throughout the capital in less than a moment.

This time, those people who watched the excitement were even more interested, wanting to see how this young daughter of the Sheng family, who was married halfway, ended?

Everyone's thoughts were the same as that maid Xiaoxi, thinking that Sheng Yu would take advantage of the sudden death of Prince Mei, cancel the marriage with the Dingguo Marquis Mansion, and go back.

After all, no one wants to lose her husband just after passing the door, and bear the reputation of a widow in vain, and lose a lifetime of happiness for this......

In the midst of everyone's discussion, the big sedan chair carried by eight people stopped quietly in the middle of the road, the sedan curtain was closed, and the sedan chair continued to move forward, and the sedan chair turned back for a long time.

Just when everyone was surprised, Xiaoxi squeezed through the crowd and took a package and stuffed it into the sedan chair. After a while, the sedan curtain door opened, Shui Qingqing got out of the sedan car, and a white filial piety suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The red gold phoenix crown headdress has been removed, leaving only a knee-long black and translucent green silk, which hangs behind him, lining the thin body more and more slender.

The gold and silver jewelry he wore was also removed, and the red wedding dress was covered with filial piety clothes, and even the red embroidered shoes embroidered on the feet were replaced with shoes covered with blue and gray cloth.

Shui Qingqing, who came down from the wedding sedan chair, was still a festive bride one moment, and the next moment she was already a widow who was widowed and filial piety.

Looking at Shui Qingqing, who was dressed in filial piety and got down from the wedding sedan chair, the onlookers were in an uproar, and everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces.

The first snow of early winter quietly fell.

In the snowflakes flying in the sky, Shui Qingqing ignored the surprise and discussion of the onlookers around her, and walked towards the Hou Mansion without squinting......

Mei Zichu, the eldest son of Mei, died on the day of the wedding, which made the people of the Hou Mansion panic at the same time as they were hurt.

In just a moment, the festive red characters and lantern red silk in Manfu were quickly removed and replaced with shocking white flags and white silk, which was so fast that the guests who came to drink the wedding wine were stunned.

Dingguo Hou Mei Zijin walked out of Tinglan Courtyard in the face of heavy snow, his handsome face was dyed with sadness, listening to the crying in the house, his mood was low to the bottom, and he was extremely sad.

The entourage Sanshi followed him, and said cautiously while holding an umbrella for him: "Lord, please mourn, the humble duty has made the previous arrangement in the mansion be removed, and the mourning hall has also been built, but how to place those guests in the front hall, please show the Hou Ye!" ”

Pressing the grief in his heart, Mei Zijin said in a hoarse voice: "Let the guests go back, and come to the Hou Mansion in three days to condole!" ”

"That'...... The Sheng family has set off on the way to the bride...... What to do? ”

Hearing this, Mei Zijin frowned, and said coldly without thinking about it: "Since the eldest brother has passed away, why do you marry her and enter the door?" Let her go back. As for the gift money, the Hou Mansion will not take it back! ”

After getting Mei Zijin's instructions, Sanshi was about to leave to make arrangements, but at this time, a small servant came in a panic and told Mei Zijin that the bride of the Sheng family had entered the mourning hall!

With a sinking of his eyes, Mei Zijin couldn't care about the snow, and threw off his robe and rushed towards the mourning hall.

In the mourning hall that has just been built, two cold white candles are lit, and the cold wind comes in through the crack in the door, blowing the faint fire of the white candle trembling and beating, adding a bit of desolation to the mourning hall for no reason.

Shui Qingqing knelt alone in front of the spiritual seat, bowed her head and silently added paper money to the brazier.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned her head slowly and bumped into the man's gloomy and cold handsome face.

Mei Zijin, dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, strode into the mourning hall, and her eyes fell on the woman kneeling in front of the hall like a blade. When she saw the filial piety clothes she was wearing, the anger in her eyes was slightly shortened by half a minute, but it added a trace of doubt.

"Who gave you permission to do that?"

Looking at the spirit card on the hall that had not yet dried, Mei Zijin's expression was filled with sadness, and the words he said were even more cold without a trace of temperature, with a biting chill.

"Since the eldest brother has passed away, there is no need for you to marry in and rejoice - you can go!"

Even if the woman in front of him is willing to admit this marriage, he, Mei Zijin, will not agree!

Although he had never seen Sheng Yu, Mei Zijin had heard of this person, which stemmed from Sheng Yu's previous love and infatuation for him.

Since he returned to Beijing a year ago, embroidered shoes and socks embroidered with the word "Yu", as well as various love poems and letterheads, have been continuously sent in from outside the house, and finally let him know that there is an admirer named Sheng Yu.

And choosing Sheng Yu, the daughter of a little imperial doctor, to marry her eldest brother is the most compatible with her eldest brother. Otherwise, how could Mei Zijin let her marry her eldest brother knowing that she had feelings for her? !

But now that his brother is gone, how could he be willing to leave a man who is obsessed with him in the mansion and cause trouble?

Moreover, with Mei Zijin's keen intuition, he felt that Sheng Yu was still willing to invite himself into the mansion in this situation, and there must be an ulterior secret.

He didn't have time to spy on the purpose of her insistence on entering the mansion, but he just understood that if he left her, the Hou Mansion would definitely not be peaceful in the future!

Thinking of this, Mei Zijin's grief and boredom surged in her heart, and she no longer looked at the filial piety woman kneeling in front of the hall, and waved her hand coldly: "Come on, please Miss Sheng Jia out of the house!" ”

At the sound of an order, two grandmothers immediately stepped forward and dragged Shui Qingqing, who was kneeling on the ground.

Mei Zijin's move, Shui Qingqing was not surprised, because from the first photo, she clearly felt the disgust in his eyes when he looked at her.

In this way, the previous rumors about Sheng Yu's obsession with Mei Zijin turned out to be true.

Hiding the coldness in her eyes, Shui Qingqing got up, turned around and looked at Mei Zijin who was standing sideways, and said indifferently: "Master Hou is so resolute to push me out of the house, but are you afraid of me?" ”

Hearing this, Mei Zijin frowned and turned her head to look at Shui Qingqing coldly, and at a glance, her cold expression was slightly stunned-

The woman in front of her has a pair of charming and amorous fox eyes.

But at this moment, the charming eyes that were originally touching were full of frost, and even ...... Hatred!

Mei Zijin felt a pang in his heart.

According to the love poem letterhead that Sheng Yu wrote to him before, it is not difficult for him to find that this little lady from a medical family is a superficial and pampered person.

But the woman in front of him, who was plain and had cold eyes, gave him the feeling of being like a rock in a cold pool, calm and tenacious at the same time, it made people feel cold......

The surprise in Mei Zijin's expression fell into Shui Qingqing's eyes. Without waiting for him to speak, she said slowly: "What are the concerns in Hou Ye's heart, I know very well - Hou Ye rest assured, from the moment I agreed to marry the eldest prince, I have let go of all the past events, and there is only the eldest prince in my heart......"

"And from the moment I received the dowry from the Hou Mansion and put on the wedding dress and stepped on the wedding sedan chair, I was the Hou Mansion and the eldest prince. Now that my husband has unfortunately passed away, I have to take on the responsibility of being a wife, personally support his coffin, and send him on his last journey! ”

Shui Qingqing did not shy away from Sheng Yu's previous infatuation with Mei Zijin, but she also firmly stated her current attitude.

Yes, she is her, and Sheng Yu is Sheng Yu.

In her eyes, Mei Zijin is the culprit who teamed up with his aunt to rob her child, and she is her enemy, and her love ...... Less than half a penny.

Therefore, she said this confidently and categorically.

She raised her eyes and met Mei Zijin's inquiring eyes without fear, smiled coldly, and said: "The husband's bones are not cold, if the Hou Ye wants to drive away his surviving people in front of the spirit, I am afraid that the husband's spirit in the sky will not be at peace." Am I right - little uncle! ”