Once this thought is born, it can no longer be suppressed.

Shui Qingqing sat up straight, didn't care about wearing her cloak, opened the door and walked out.

Xiaoxi was frightened by her actions again, and chased forward and asked anxiously, "Miss, where are you going?" ”

Shui Qingqing's eyes were red, her expression was resolute, she didn't reply to Xiaoxi's words, but walked out in a hurry.

However, at this moment, there was a noise and mournful crying from the mourning hall next door, which was particularly desolate and sad in the cold snowy night.

Shui Qingqing's expression was shocked, she suddenly thought of something, her face changed, she immediately changed her mind, and turned around and walked towards the mourning hall.

The cold and quiet mourning hall was crowded with people at that time, and the eldest prince Mei was officially buried in the coffin, and other people in the Hou Mansion came to see him off for the last time, including the old lady Hou who loved her son.

When Shui Qingqing went, Mrs. Hou had fainted from grief and was being sent back to the Shi'an Hospital by other female dependents.

In the mourning hall caused by the chaos caused by Old Madam Hou's syncope, Shui Qingqing's appearance did not attract the attention of others, only Mei Zijin found her for the first time.

To be precise, I was attracted by the faint mint smell.

This taste, he ...... Déjà vu, once appeared in the dark night that plunged him into madness......

Her mind was instantly confused, Mei Zijin's hands couldn't help clenching, her eyes were as deep as an abyss, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the woman standing in front of the dark coffin in a daze-

Shui Qingqing, who took off a wedding dress, looked even thinner, and I felt pity.

And the pale little face that washed away the lead was as white as paper, and the charming fox eyes were gloomy, looking at the brother who was lying quietly in the coffin, and a tear slowly rolled down his cheek......

Mei Zijin was slightly stunned, and a trace of strangeness rose almost inaudibly in her heart, and then the next moment, she was awakened by Shui Qingqing's voice.

As soon as the hour came, seeing that the coffin was about to close, Shui Qingqing suddenly stopped it and said in a trembling voice: "Wait a minute...... Please let me send a ...... for my husband."

In the custom of the Great Jin Dynasty, the wife is the last burial bun for the deceased husband, in order to show the wife's deep love for the deceased husband, and it is also to express the chastity of not marrying again in this life......

As soon as Shui Qingqing's words came out, all the eyes of the mourning hall instantly gathered on her, which made Mei Zijin's heart slightly shocked.

Like everyone else, Mei Zijin looked at Shui Qingqing with a resolute face in disbelief, and more doubts arose in her heart-

Even if she really entered the mansion with the purpose of revenge as she had guessed, she didn't need to do this kind of step at all.

But on second thought, did she just show her determination to take revenge by doing this......

Thinking of this, Mei Zijin's eyes instantly turned cold, and he looked coldly at Shui Qingqing, who was standing across the coffin.

Among the many scrutinizing eyes, the cold light from the opposite side was particularly sick, even if she lowered her head, it also made Shui Qingqing's heart chill.

The more this happened, the more determined her eyes became, and for a moment she looked at the man lying quietly in the coffin—the ...... she had met for the first time Husband......

It stands to reason that this hour should be the time for the candles in the cave room on her wedding night, and she should be in the warm and festive new house, and her husband will help her lift her hijab and give her a doting smile......

But at this moment, she was in the cold mourning hall, facing the already cold corpse......

Sad in her heart, thinking about her miserable life, Shui Qingqing couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and fell down.

Seeing this, the Mei clan relatives who were originally going to block the exit all silently stopped, and they all looked at Mei Zijin, the head of the Hou Mansion.

After smelling the faint mint fragrance on Shui Qingqing's body, Mei Zijin felt a trace of uneasiness inexplicably.

And this hint of uneasiness once again reminded him of his previous doubts about Shui Qingqing's identity.

He withdrew his eyes and said coldly: "Everything for the burial has been prepared, cover the coffin!" ”

was rejected by Mei Zijin, Shui Qingqing's heart was cold, and she panicked again-

The eldest prince closed the coffin, the people of the Hou Mansion, and the Mei clan were all present, but she, the 'wife', was excluded and not informed.

It can be seen from this that the Mei family has never really recognized her.

In other words, even if Mei Zijin verbally promised to let her stay in the Hou Mansion, he would drive her out of the Mansion for any reason in the future.

That's why she wants to put her eldest son in a bun as a wife, just to let everyone recognize her identity as the eldest young lady in front of everyone in the Mei family, and from then on she will completely gain a foothold in the Hou Mansion......

However, Mei Zijin refused her request without hesitation.

The heavy coffin lid was about to close, and Shui Qingqing suddenly reached out to block the coffin.

"Master Hou, in front of my husband, I just want to ask you, I, Sheng Yu, am I a person from this Hou Mansion?!"