As a new widow, when her husband's bones were not cold and had not yet been buried in the ground, she saw such a famous gentleman in the capital, which really damaged her reputation.

Not to mention, this man is still the culprit who caused her to become a widow.

His eyes were slightly slight, and the murder in Ling Luoyu's eyes gradually came out.

"You two, do you want to go in and help me report?!"

The two looked at each other, instinctively took a step back, and shook their heads in tacit agreement.

Isn't reporting at this time tantamount to looking for death?!

If the old man of the Xiang family is angry, he can't cure Ling Luoyu, and if he can't keep it, he will have to take his hand to cure them!!

It's possible to be beaten to death with a stick!

In such a situation, who would dare to go to death?!

Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed over the two of them: "If the two of you are too troublesome, then I will go in by myself?!" ”

The sleeves of the robe flicked lightly, and Ling Luoyu entered leisurely.

"Third Young Master......"

A small guy suddenly realized that he was derelict in his duties, and instinctively followed up and wanted to stop him.

Ling Luoyu's black eyes squinted, and he was full of murder.

"Something?!"

Her eyes were full of murderous intent and evil.

There is a big slap that slaps him to death.

The little girl's footsteps were abrupt, and he almost knelt down.

But fortunately, his mind is still alive, and his brain turns quickly.

The moment Ling Luoyu saw it, he quickly changed his words.

"It's not...... The little one wants to remind the third young master...... The young lady is crying in the mourning hall......"

Crying Spirit?!

Ling Luoyu's heart suddenly froze.

She remembered that she had said that Feng Ziqing was pregnant.

Xiang Yi is no longer there, and the child in her womb is the only bloodline of the Xiang family.

Since it is the only one, it should be extremely rare, and a good bed rest is.

But why should a pregnant person cry for the spirit!?

In the main hall, there are coffins that have not yet been closed.

The guests who came to mourn always had to come forward and cry twice, but most of them were dry howls and there were not a few tears.

In front of the coffin in front of it, a brazier was placed, and a woman in plain clothes, supported by two maids, was burning paper inside.

On the other side, a woman with her hair in a disheveled bun was crying heartily.

"Yi'er, you are so willful! It's so disobedient! My mother told you a long time ago that this woman is a broom star and cannot marry into the family...... But you just won't listen! You see, now everything has come to pass...... But I regret that it's too late......"

Xiang Madame was grief-stricken and cried bitterly, and her eyes looked at the woman who burned the paper through her messy hair.

"Feng Ziqing, you broom star ......"

She suddenly jumped up like crazy, wanting to tear Feng Ziqing apart.

"Madame......"

The surrounding maids were quick and hurriedly pressed her.

"The young lady is pregnant, please be careful......"

"Phew! My son is gone, what do I want my grandson for?? And also...... Who the wild seed in her belly is, no one knows...... Maybe it's not our family's...... That's a wild species...... His Ling family's wild seed! ”

Feng Ziqing's body trembled suddenly, and a pair of black eyes aggressively pressed up to Mrs. Xiang.

There was no sadness in her eyes, nothing but anger.

Mrs. Xiang was even more angry when she was watched, and suddenly jumped up.

"You,! You broom star! You dare to stare at me! You killed my son, and I want you to pay for it today......"

If it weren't for the maids on both sides who were desperately pulling, it is estimated that she would have rushed up at this time.

"Smack!"