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The guards in the paddock searched for a whole month, but they did not find any trace of Chu Qinghe.

After learning about this, Xue Su was sad in her heart, but also faintly raised a little hope, after all, no news is good news, if they really brought the man's body back, then she should really be completely desperate.

The Hou Mansion has not mourned, and the people in Beijing can't help but be a little surprised.

Many people are secretly muttering, believing that the Xue family is a village woman from Jingyang, which is really unacceptable. The pillars of the family are gone, she has become a dou who can't be supported, and she can't support the huge Hou Mansion at all, at first there were people who argued a few words for Xue Su, but the icing on the cake is easy, and it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, and the rumors about the Fuguo Hou Mansion are boiling, and they are becoming more and more unbearable.

Still the Tan family father and son couldn't look at it, so they came to visit directly on this day.

After entering the study, Tan Bixing had a sad face, and persuaded bitterly, "Sister-in-law, it's been so long, it's impossible for my righteous brother to come back, let's handle the funeral first, otherwise it will be a ......joke for people to see."

Xue Su knew that Tan Bixing was a good intention, she thought for a moment, and knew that she couldn't delay it any longer, after all, there were no more people, so what was the use of delaying for a long time?

"Thank you Young Master Tan for reminding me, I will give the Hou Ye a funeral in three days, his bones are not preserved, so he can only set up a clothed mound, and please come to mourn at that time."

Tan Zheng stood in the main hall, looking at the haggard woman, shaking his head and sighing for a while. Previously, because of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties, Tan and Chu had a discord, but the righteous father and son have been together for many years, but the relationship cannot be cut off at one time.

Sending the Tan family's father and son out of the gate, Xue Su's face was as pale as paper, and she couldn't see a trace of blood at all, but her body and bones were not as weak as those ladies, even if she was physically and mentally exhausted at the moment, she could still hold on.

Now that Steward Li is seriously ill and can't manage the affairs of the house, all the big and small things have fallen into her hands, but fortunately, she has taken care of Yan Ruyu for so many years, although she was a little busy when she first started, but later she handled it in an orderly manner, even if she was a picky person, she couldn't find the slightest problem.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the funeral, and many guests came to the door early in the morning, Xue Su placed the people properly, and then knelt on the futon, and the moist apricot eyes stared at the empty coffin, and the eye circles were slightly red but he couldn't hold back his tears.

The sound of chanting sounded in the hall, because Xiao Ning'an was too young and was not carried into the mourning hall, there were only Xue Suliansheng and two people here, who kept reciting scriptures silently, lighting incense, candles, paper money and other things.

The Tan family was sitting not far away, seeing Xue Su's emaciated back, Tan Yuanqing's eyes showed a trace of happiness, this cheap hoof was extremely arrogant before, thinking that with Chu Qinghe's support, he could wash away the earthy smell on his body, but now that person is dead and will never come back, how can a widow keep the huge Hou Mansion?

As long as she thought that Xue Su had become the target of everyone, her heart was extremely comfortable, and the corners of her rosy lips were slightly hooked, and then she quickly pressed down, so as not to be caught by others.

Xue Su's whole person was immersed in endless grief, even though she knew that many of the guests in the hall had ghosts, she still didn't want to pay attention to it.

She doesn't know what she did wrong, she was crushed to death by a carriage with her children in her previous life, and suffered countless hardships, she boasted that she had never done anything evil in this life, and even actively opened a warehouse to release grain, saving many people who were affected by the disaster.

It is said that if you do good, you can accumulate blessings, why can't Chu Qinghe save his life? Her home has also become crumbling.

Grabbed the futon with both hands, and because of the force used, the soft fabric was torn a few times, but Xue Su didn't care at all.

According to the number of rites, the coffin can only be buried for three months, after the guests mourned, they all spoke of comfort, and their faces were extremely polite, just because Chu Qinghe lost his life to save His Majesty, it is true that people take the tea to cool it, but at this moment the tea is not cool, if it is too much, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of His Majesty?

Tan Yuanqing was dressed in plain clothes, and slowly walked in front of Xue Su, the beautiful face showed a little sadness just right, and said in a dumb voice, "Su Niang, you misunderstood me before, and you didn't want to see the Tan family, I know all this, but now that the righteous brother has an accident, the two families should watch and help each other, you don't have to be too sad, take care of your body." ”

Lowering her eyes, Xue Su nodded slightly, "Miss Tan, don't worry, although Master Hou is gone, the Chu family is still there, I will definitely guard this family well, and not give outsiders a chance to take advantage of it." ”

For some reason, when facing the woman's cold gaze, Tan Yuanqing couldn't help but feel a little worried, and after a few perfunctory words, he left with Mrs. Tan.

After sending all the guests away, Xue Su was reluctant to leave the mourning hall, and continued to kneel in front of the futon, neither chanting scriptures nor speaking, just staying here silently.

Chunlan Qiuju wanted to persuade her, but was stopped by Liansheng, "Auntie is uncomfortable, it's good to let her be quiet alone, if she can't get through this hurdle, I'm afraid it will be even more tormenting in the future." ”

Originally, Liansheng's temperament was cowardly, but since the accident of her uncle, there is no male in the family, only her aunt is struggling to support, she is both guilty and uncomfortable, so she cheered up, followed her, and carefully learned to be in charge of the family.

In just a few days, the originally immature little girl has become a lot more mature.

Mourning Hall.

Xue Su straightened her waist and crossed her fingertips over the dark coffin, and she couldn't help but think of Chu Qinghe's resolute face in her mind.

At first, she didn't like this vulgar hunter, but she just had feelings, how could she think that the longer they got along, the deeper the affection between husband and wife became, and it had already penetrated into the bone marrow, and now half of her body was suddenly cut off, and the pain made her almost faint.

The window sash of the mourning hall was not closed tightly, a gust of wind blew in, and a little coolness rose on his face, Xue Su reached out and touched it, only to find that his face was wet with tears.

Rubbing her calves, which were a little sour and numb, she couldn't help but think of the scene in the paddock, where everything was different in just a few days.

With a wry smile, Xue Su stood up directly and left the mourning hall step by step. returned to the room and hugged Xiao Ning'an, gently coaxing, extremely patient and extremely gentle.

Li Shi watched from the sidelines, only felt extremely distressed, Mrs. is not yet twenty this year, it is a good age, how could I have thought that she would suddenly become a widow, not only the hard life, but also have to endure the gossip to bring up the child, the taste of hardship, outsiders can't understand it at all.

After March, the coffin parked in the mourning hall was carried out.

There were still a lot of people who came on the day of the funeral, and Xue Su was wearing filial piety clothes and was mourning with an expressionless face.

Wang Youqing stood in the crowd, and when he saw Su Niang's emaciated and haggard appearance, his heart tightened, and he couldn't wait to rush forward directly, hold the person in his arms, and never let her suffer again. But now, as a colt, he could do nothing but stand silently in place.

Back at the Hou Mansion, Chunlan delivered the hot tea to the woman and spat out what she had heard.

"Master, the people on the street are talking about it, saying that Miss Tan wants to be the concubine of the fifth prince."

Hearing this, Xue Su couldn't help but be stunned.

The five princes not only used insidious and vicious methods, but also had a personal affair with Concubine Xiao in the palace, and the beads were secretly knotted. Xiao Yingnian and Tan Yuanqing are cousins, if such pickled things are exposed, the fun will be great.

The corners of her mouth hooked up with a sneer, she took the tea bowl and instructed, "Our Hou Mansion has long drawn a line with the Tan family, whether Tan Yuanqing is good or bad, it has nothing to do with us." ”

It's a pity that the sky doesn't fulfill people's wishes, the more Xue Su doesn't want to be involved with the Tan family, the more the Tan family's mother and daughter rush forward. On this day, the two of them came to the house in Tonghua Lane, because of their noble status, the little guy guarding the door did not dare to stop them, so they could only lead people to the main hall.

originally thought that Xue Su would become a widow, and she would be in a slump from now on, and her life would be very miserable, but as soon as she met the little white face, Tan Yuanqing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The woman in front of her was clearly very thin, her face was only the size of a palm, and at a glance she knew that she didn't care about her body at all, and she didn't have a good chance of eating.

But even so, her cheeks are still smooth and clear, as if carved by ice and snow, and with the watery apricot eyes, it adds a bit of delicateness, and this skin is quite dazzling.

Mrs. Tan was also stunned, but fortunately, she was old, so she quickly reacted, and took the woman's hand and sighed, "Now that Qinghe has gone, Su Niang is young, how hard it is to be widowed, what are the plans for a year of filial piety?" ”

Xue Su's face instantly became gloomy, she had been running Yan Ruyu for so many years, and she had seen many people, and she immediately heard the deep meaning of Mrs. Tan's words. At this time, Chu Qinghe was buried for less than a month, so she urged herself to remarry, what kind of heart did she have? What is the meaning of the deposit?

Breaking free of Mrs. Tan's clamps, Xue Su said coldly, "Madame, don't bother, I stay in the Hou Mansion, and my life can be passed, as long as I have a good birth and raise Xiao Ning'an, after a hundred years, when I get to the Nai He Bridge, I will be worthy of the Hou Ye, don't you say?" ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Tan couldn't help but feel a little weak. But after thinking about it, Xue Su is the first lady of His Majesty's personal title, and his only son can inherit the huge Auxiliary Marquis Mansion, as long as she is married, there is no shortage of wealth and power, even if she is a widow? Compared to these good things that can be seen and touched, chastity and reputation are nothing at all.

"Su Niang can't think like this, if my stepmother is not mistaken, you are nineteen this year, Yuan Qing is about the same age as you, and you have only been married for a short time, your life has just begun, why bother to enter the grave early in the morning"

No matter how fanciful the words of persuasion were, Xue Su was unmoved, she glanced at Chunlan, who trotted out of the main hall, and directly called Xu Cheng and others in, more than a dozen tall guards stood in the hall, and their bodies were full of anger, which made the delicate female relatives uneasy, and they didn't dare to say anything more, and left the Hou Mansion in a gloomy manner.