Cui Hai didn't think so, he strode towards the spirit, and symbolically bowed to Huang Bo's spirit, still maintaining a smile in his eyes, "Brother Jianbai, I see you're here." ”

He took three sticks of incense from the case on the side, lit them on the candle flame, and the three wisps of green smoke slowly came up, wandering between the mourning halls, as if it was a green dragon and if it was a distant mountain, Cui Hai's smile was even stronger, "I didn't expect that in the end, it was my brother and I would give you a ride." Brother Jianbai, you can walk slowly along the way, maybe you may meet her somewhere in Huangquan. ”

Huang Yu's eyes froze, Cui Hai seemed to come to condole, but his words were clearly provocative, which made him very uncomfortable.

Cui Hai inserted the incense into the incense burner on the case, then glanced at the coffin inside, and then asked Huang Yu, "Huang Shilang, I and Jianbai are also old acquaintances, can you let me last look at the remains?" ”

Although his request was not excessive, his tone seemed to be not a request but an order, and before he heard Huang Yu speak, Yu Shi said, "General Cui, my husband died unexpectedly, and the concubine doesn't want him to be harassed in the spirit of heaven, and I hope the general will forgive me." ”

Cui Haihai glanced at Yu Shi up and down, but the corners of his mouth were full of contempt, but he said in his heart, the dignified lady of the Huang family only had such a posture, and then lost some interest, "That's it, that's it, it's the woman's order, and the little brother will leave." ”

He gave up.

Huang Bo's death was sudden, although the sage made a will, but most people in the court still don't know its depth, so Huang Yu guessed that Cui Hai came to explore the truth this time.

Purple Smoke Pavilion.

Ouyang Lan was burying her body in Lin Yun'er's bed, and she was still eating the grapes that Yingge handed her in her mouth, and she was very happy, but Lin Yun'er was kneeling in the hall, looking at a young woman in the hall who was also kneeling and bowing her head and saying nothing.

This woman had seen this woman yesterday in the mourning hall, and now she was kneeling there, and the sackcloth on her body had not yet faded, and she did not intend to fade away.

Lin Yun'er turned her head to look at Ouyang Lan, who was extremely leisurely at the moment, this woman was brought by her this morning, saying that she was detained by Wuhou last night, so she was brought back for placement, and now she is brought here for her to deal with.

Dispose? If it really is about seniority, this woman should be considered her elder, what should she do?

Lin Wan'er drank a cup of tea, moistened her throat, and asked the woman, "I don't know what this lady is called?" ”

The woman raised her head slightly, a pair of apricot eyes were big and full, red like a rabbit, as if she had been crying for a long time, she smiled lightly at Lin Yun'er, full of helplessness but a little shy, "The slave's name was taken by Huang Lang." It's called Yingluo. ”

After hearing this, Lin Wan'er sat up and saluted her slightly, "Mrs. Yingluo, do you know that my eldest uncle has a wife?" ”

The shyness on Yingluo's face faded, and then she showed a little helplessness, "I didn't know, just because the bandit slave was exiled to Fuzhou for some reason, and the slave was homeless and helpless, with no name or memory, fortunately Huang Lang took him in, so he was able to survive." ”

"Can the eldest uncle take you as a concubine?"

Yingluo smiled bitterly, "He said that he wanted to marry me." But the slave listened to his attendants, and he had a wife......"

"Therefore, you are willing to be a concubine?" Lin Wan'er asked softly.

Yingluo raised her eyes to look at her, "Huang Lang is upright, slave no."

I wanted to hurt him. Now that he is gone, the slave only wants to accompany him one last time. Sister Yu is virtuous, and the two Langjun under her knees are filial, and the slave is also happy when she sees it now. ”

"Don't you really have the heart to enter the main chamber?" Ouyang Lan's voice came from the Hu bed, Lin Yun'er turned her head to look, she still had to eat the grapes in her hands as if nothing happened.

Yingluo shook her head, "This is Sister Yu's, why did I take her things?" It's not fair to anyone. ”

Lin Wan'er then asked, "You really can't remember anything?" ”

Yingluo continued to shake her head, "I can't remember, Huang Lang took me to see the doctor, saying that there was blood in the brain, and I was afraid that it would ......" She smiled, "It's okay, people always die, and it is also my wish to accompany Huang Lang earlier." ”

In her eyes, Lin Yun'er saw the peace and calmness of the world, which is something that most people in this world do not have, and for some reason, the softness in her heart can't help but twitch.

Lin Yun'er nodded at Zilan beside her, and Zilan took a scroll of paintings from the easel, walked to Yingluo's side, and slowly unfolded it, "Mrs. Yingluo, I don't know if you have ever seen the person in the painting?" ”

When Zilan unfolded all the paintings, a beauty appeared in front of her, leaning on a peach blossom tree and smiling, smiling like a flower under the peach blossoms fluttering in the sky, very similar to Yingluo, but she seemed to be a little younger than her, she was dressed in a light blue dress, and she was holding a pure white cat in her hand.

This was copied by Lin Yun'er with her own memories a few days ago.

"Why is the person in the painting so similar to me?" Yingluo asked, pointing to the painting.

"Hasn't Madame ever seen this man?" Lin Wan'er asked, "What about the cat in her arms?" ”

Yingluo shook her head, "This cat is cute, but it's still white." The slave had never seen a cat all white. ”

"White cats are extremely rare, and cats of this breed are from the Western Regions, but not in the Great Rui Kingdom." At this time, it was dark in front of the hall door, a sound shadow leaned on the door frame, clasped her hands on her chest, and looked at Lin Yun'er elegantly, she was still dressed in a white robe as usual, her long ink-like hair was piled up in a bun by her with a hairpin, and the soft lines on her face looked particularly comfortable against the background of the sun, and even her voice, which was no longer hoarse, became warm.

Mu Ling walked up to Zilan, took the picture in her hand, and couldn't help but nod, "It's the best." She pointed to the cat at Lin Yun'er, "Such a superb product is rare in this world now." ”

She then turned around and bent down to look at Yingluo, "Madam, the little nephew also has a few questions she wants to ask, I wonder if it is convenient for Madame?" ”

Little nephew?

Yingluo Xing's eyes raised slightly, and she glanced at her outfit, "I don't know what's going on?" ”

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Mu Ling's mouth and looked at her, "Why did the eldest uncle die?" ”

Yes, instead of going all the way to Fuzhou to learn the truth, it is better to ask the person in the know, she knows Huang Bo's personal servants in Fuzhou, but why after welcoming back the coffin, she didn't see half of them, this matter is too strange.

Yingluo took a deep breath before saying to them, "A few months ago, a brothel in Fuzhou had a series of deaths, and Huang Lang's character was absolutely unstoppable. ”

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