A carriage quietly stopped at the gate of the Marquis of Jin'an, the coachman stepped forward to knock on the door, and after a while, the porter opened the door, and He Haiyao got off the carriage and got off the carriage from Qingdong.

He Haiyao stepped into the door of the Marquis of Jin'an's mansion, stretched out her hand and pulled the cloak on her body, she didn't expect His Royal Highness King Yi to let her go back to the Marquis of Jin'an Mansion overnight, and the good thing to say was to let her come back to comfort her grandmother and help the family deal with He Haixing's funeral, but she knew what he said Look at how He Hailan is, but it's better, it's the most important thing.

She finally gave her most feared He Haixing to death, but now there is a He Hailan who makes the prince worried, not afraid of the enemy on the surface, but afraid of the person who makes the prince worry...

He Haiyao secretly shook his hand and glanced sideways at Qingdong, "How is the matter with Nanling that I asked you to inquire about?" ”

"The slave and maid should be back in a day or two." Qingdong said in a low voice.

But I was wondering in my heart, why did the young lady investigate the third master? Could it be that the third master really has a small one in Nanling? But this is also normal, after all, the third master is a man in the prime of life, and his wife is not around all the year round, so it is normal for one to be a concubine.

When He Haiyao heard Qing Dong say this, she didn't speak, glanced at Qing Dong lightly, quickened her steps, and walked towards Old Madam He's courtyard.

Mrs. He's courtyard was still bright, and when He Haiyao entered, she heard Uncle He and Mrs. He arguing, He Haiyao raised her hand to stop Qingdong from standing at the door and listening.

"Boss, you are not allowed to be stubborn, the starfish was posthumously crowned by the emperor as Princess Jiahe and buried in the imperial mausoleum, that is her creation, and other people's families don't want such glory!" Old Madam He's voice sounded a little vicissitudes and tiredness.

Then came Uncle He's voice, his voice was full of sorrow, "Impossible! That's impossible! Starfish is the child of our He family, even if he has a meritorious service, he will be buried in the ancestral grave of our He family after his death, I don't agree with letting the emperor do that, and as soon as the palace door opens, I will enter the palace to find the emperor's theory! My daughter, who is dead, is also a ghost of the He family! ”

"Enough!" At this time, Jin Anhou's voice suddenly sounded, and there was obvious displeasure in his tone, "This matter has been decided like this, boss, you are not allowed to have any meaning, the starfish is to win glory for our He family, and it is your ancestor to accumulate virtue when buried in the imperial mausoleum, if you dare to go to the emperor to mess around, I will break your legs!" ”

Uncle He's voice suddenly choked, and it took a while before it sounded again, "I just thought, my daughter is dead, I can't even see the last side, I feel unfair..."

"The emperor said that when he was buried, the people of the He family were allowed to see the starfish for the last time." Old Madam He rubbed her eyebrows, "Boss, go and fire the cannon, if you die tonight, you should mourn tonight." ”

When He Haiyao heard this, she glanced at Qingdong, Qingdong hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door, and soon Qiulin came over to open the door, and when she saw He Haiyao, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly recovered, "The third aunt and grandmother are back." ”

Jin Anhou looked over and pursed his lips and didn't speak, Uncle He just glanced at He Haiyao, Old Madam He stared at her deeply, He Haiyao walked up and curtsied and saluted the three, "Grandfather, grandmother, uncle." ”

Old Madam He said in a deep voice, "Why did you come here tonight?" ”

He Haiyao is now the concubine of King Yi, and when King Yi got the news of He Haixing's death, He Haiyao knew, which was normal.

He Haiyao's face was sad, tears were already hanging in the corners of her eyes when she raised her eyes, and she said in a low voice, "The granddaughter has learned from the prince about the fourth sister's... The prince allowed his granddaughter to come back for the funeral, and asked his granddaughter to help the family take care of the funeral of the fourth sister. ”

When Mrs. He heard He Haiyao say this, the look on her face looked a little better, and Uncle He said, "Haiyao, you have a heart." ”

"Uncle, don't say that, Hai Yao is ashamed." He Haiyao sighed, raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It's just a pity that the fourth sister died like this at a young age, uncle, you want to mourn." ”

"Okay, you can rest in your Yuyao Pavilion tonight, no matter how busy you are, you won't be busy tonight." Mrs. He's voice was calm, the death of the young lady who had not yet married was not a big deal, there was no need to make a big deal, but He Haixing is no longer simply the young lady of the Marquis of Jin'an, she is the hero who saved the emperor, and she is the princess of Jiahe who was personally crowned by the emperor, so even if the Marquis of Jin'an Mansion has He Haixing's tablet, it will have to hold a funeral for He Haixing.

In addition to several palaces outside the palace that received the news of He Haixing's death, many concubines in the palace also received the news, including Wan Guifei, and He Haiqiao, who was imprisoned in the East Palace, also received the news of He Haixing's death.

When Concubine Wan heard the news of He Haixing's death, she sat up from the bed and laughed, "Hahahaha, He Haixing, how capable does this palace think you are, didn't you lose your life in the end?" Princess Jiahe? What about Princess Jiahe? It's not like you didn't have the life to be this princess! ”

He Haiqiao heard the news that Chunling brought back, sat on the soft couch and was stunned for a long time, she raised her eyes to look at Chunling who was standing on the side, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really dead?" ”

"The palace has spread, and the emperor has issued a holy decree to posthumously crown the fourth lady as Princess Jiahe, bury her in the imperial mausoleum, and announce it to the world as soon as the sky dawns." Chunling glanced at He Haiqiao and said in a low voice, "Niangniang, the fourth miss is gone." ”

"Hehehe..." He Haiqiao laughed lowly, Chunling was frightened by He Haiqiao like this, she stepped forward to cover He Haiqiao's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Niangniang, this can't be laughed, if it gets out, you can..."

He Haiqiao pushed Chunling's hand away and sneered, "What are you afraid of?" Anyway, there is no one in this East Palace, am I still afraid of anyone? ”

"Niangniang, there are still a lot of people staring at the East Palace now, you are a little sad..."

"Sadness?" The corners of He Haiqiao's mouth hooked, "Yes, others want me to be sad, the prince's assassination of the emperor is a capital crime, but He Haixing helped block a knife, if He Haixing is alive, maybe he can help intercede, but He Haixing is dead... I really should be sad now, not laugh. ”

Chunling looked at He Haiqiao's appearance and didn't speak.

He Haiqiao suddenly smiled, "But why should I do that?" I just want to laugh! He Haixing, that slut, why didn't he die early! If I die sooner, who will follow me to hunt, I won't..."

"!" Chunling stretched out her hand to cover He Haiqiao's mouth, "Be careful of causing trouble for yourself, just bear with it." ”

Chunling looked at He Haiqiao's appearance, a trace of indifference flashed in her eyes, the eldest lady was so indifferent to her own sister, let alone her subordinates.