Murong Wanxin was scolded by her father, and she was obviously shocked, her father had always been ashamed of such a gentleman like Du Mian, but now he was so fierce to her, it seems that her mother cares about this cousin very much!

"Sister Ning......" She didn't know how to do it, so she had to ask her sister for help.

"Okay," Murong Yening pulled her in front of him, tapped her forehead with her index finger, and said angrily, "Next time, don't say this kind of nonsense again, you see that you make Madam angry!" Don't worry, it's going to be fine......" After speaking, Murong Yening gently touched her head with his hand. Fortunately, you don't blame me, I can take revenge by any means, but I'm also afraid of breaking your heart, your heart is so pure, even if you have a little more scheming, my sister still doesn't want to hurt it......

Murong Wan felt the perennial cold hand gently brushing her forehead, as if it also took away her irritability, she suddenly felt very relieved, but her mother was angry and her sister seemed to be very happy to see it, if there was really any grievance, her heart would be angry for her sister, but could you not really hurt her, if it hurt my mother, I would also be heartbroken......

Murong Mansion used the most simple carriage, and the group drove to the front of Du Mansion's mansion. The guests in front of the door poured in, and a pair of plain white papier-mâché lanterns under the room were particularly eye-catching, together with the big stone lions that were usually extraordinary, they were a little haggard.

There is a coffin with the body of the second son of the Du family in the mourning hall, the old man of the Du family, Du Fengmian, greeted the distinguished guests who came to mourn outside the door with a sad face, and the middle-aged woman who was surrounded by a goddess in the mourning hall was even more beautiful apricot eyes crying and swollen, Mu Rong Ye Ning saw that it was the biological mother of Du Qing'an, the second son of the Du family, and the most noble hostess of the Du Mansion today. The Yan family was born in a famous scholarly family, and his temperament is even more mild, but it is a pity that he was married to the Du family, Du Qing'an's gentleman is not half like his mother except for a good skin, he has a husband and a son, Mu Rong Ye Ning doesn't know whether she should feel guilty about her for murdering the second son of the Du family, or whether she should thank herself for cutting off all her worries for the rest of her life as soon as possible.

"Cousin! Lord Murong! Seeing his cousin and his party from Murong Mansion coming to mourn, Lord Du was emotionally uncontrollable for a while, "It's the dog who is stubborn, doing such a foolish thing and dying, and I am tired of Lord Murong and still thinking about my useless son, I came to mourn today, since An'er was born, Lan Mei has always valued An'er, it is the old man who has no way to teach her son, and the dog not only failed Lord Murong and his wife, but also ended up with the current posthumous reputation, alas." ”

"Cousin......" Mrs. Du's eyes turned red instantly.

"Lord Du's Day condolences!" Master Du and his entourage of servants greeted each other with the Murong Mansion, and the ladies of the Murong Mansion went to the mourning hall to visit Mrs. Yan.

"Sister Yan!"

"Auntie!"

Mrs. Du and Murong Wanxin saw the vicissitudes of life on their faces and immediately greeted the Yan family.

"Lan Mei and Xin'er are here......"

"Mrs. Yan!"

"This, Miss Ye Ning is also here!"

"Father and we came together to mourn Qing'an's younger brother, how can Ning'er not come!"

"Miss Ye Ning is bothered!"

"Where, Where, ......"

The Yan family didn't have much contact with Murong Ye Ning, and only heard rumors that the eldest lady of Murong Mansion had always lived in a simple house, and she was very low-key, and she was indeed generous and decent. Now when I see it, I don't feel that the real person is better than the rumors, and the nobility is natural, and the demeanor is impeccable. Although she is not Mrs. Du's own flesh and blood, she is also a serious heir, and she can't help but have a little more affection for Mu Rong Ye Ning.

"Xin'er, add some paper money to your cousin with your mother......"

"Mother, I don't want it, my cousin is confused to this point in this life, it's nothing more than a greedy word, if you don't have the resources to be rich, how can you be arrogant and greedy, this paper money is afraid that it is a little better!"

"Xin'er, what do you mean by that?"

I saw a difference in Mrs. Yan's face, "My son can't be a weapon, but I have never done anything that hurts the heavens and reason, yes, An'er is easy to be confused by beauty, and often lingers in the dusty land, but An'er's personal servant said that An'er just fell in love with the girl who wanted to accept her as a concubine, but who knew ......" Yan said that he was already in tears, and he almost fainted. "Who knew that she died on her flower boat!"

"Du Gongzi is not a foolish person, he will not fall to this point, there must be something hidden! There are also many good rumors in the market, and there are some good family styles. Mu Rong Ye Ning opened her mouth to try to persuade her, with an innocent face.

"What is the secret, and what is the daughter of a good family? A prostitute! Pity my son who was so confused by her that he lost his life in vain! ”

"Ning'er, it's not that my mother said that you're not, now that Mrs. Yan has lost her beloved son, how can she blindly talk to outsiders, not to mention that she is a dusty woman, to put it mildly, maybe she deliberately killed An'er's life on the flower boat!" Mrs. Du sneered lukewarmly, on the surface, she was a motherly who taught carefully, but she secretly pushed Mu Rong Ye Ning to the waves who did not understand etiquette and behaved frivolously.

Several ladies from other mansions had just come to mourn, and when they heard this, they couldn't help but say a few words: "Yes, I heard that the women in the workshop are the most demagogic, I'm afraid that they really poured Du Gongzi a bowl of ecstasy soup!" ”

"Isn't that the work of a fox, I heard that the fox spirit will turn into a human form in the middle of the moon, ride a flower boat to seduce people with temperament, and murder others!"

"Yes, I'm indeed a vixen, but I didn't get his life!" There was a burst of laughter, three points of charm and seven points of coldness from behind the ladies. I saw the man walking slowly, pouring out all the flowers, and the red dust was discolored......

"Who are you?" Mrs. Yan, who had just lost her son, couldn't help but change her former gentleness and weakness when she saw this overly charming woman, and there was obviously a trace of unkindness in her tone.

"Madam, damn it, you couldn't stop her!" I saw the chief servant standing outside the mourning hall following him, and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Murong Ye looked at the scene in front of him quietly, and thought in his heart: Sure enough, the Yan clan is not a good master. If it was placed in normal times, this young lady from a family of poetry and books would naturally smile gently. But you must know that the power behind the Yan family should not be underestimated, it is the powerful force behind the Yan family that has made her stand tall in Du Mansion for more than ten years, and even on weekdays, she still has the heart to recite poems, splash ink and paint, and live a very unhappy life. But this does not mean that the Yan family is still as pure and harmless as when he was in the boudoir, because no matter how prominent his background is, even if she is the emperor's favorite princess, when she arrives in this back house that eats people and does not spit out bones, she will inevitably be covered with a layer of dust in her originally pure heart.

"Madam, just now I was thinking about it, why does it look rusty now?" Hua Qianrong did not flinch because of Mrs. Yan's anger, but stepped forward with a smile.

"Ah, she's the flower Qianrong, and she really has a vixen's face!" "Yes, it's so beautiful, no wonder this Du Gongzi has been hooked!" Several older ladies of the family couldn't help but discuss. "yes, but how can she still have a face!" Said a lady at the head. I saw that she had a pair of raised phoenix eyebrows, and although she was wearing plain clothes, she still wore a lot of jewelry, which looked extravagant.

"You, you are a foxy woman, who seduced my family An'er and killed him innocently!"

"Madame, where do you begin to say this? I hit it off at first sight with your son, and my son fell in love with me, and ran to Yulan Garden to find me again and again, and all kinds of treasures were sent in boxes and boxes, and even threatened to marry me as a wife. ”

"What, An'er wants to marry you? Nothing short of nonsense! Even if you look a little good, but you are from the land of fireworks, Du Mansion is one of the four great families, even if An'er wants to welcome you into the door, you are a concubine at most! Now that my An'er is dead on your ship, you still have the face to run here and speak wildly! ”

"Madame, this is yours, isn't it! If your son hadn't been blindly indulged by you, and he had the family Du Mansion behind him, how could he die on my flower boat? I think I am the number one in this Magnolia Pavilion, even if the royal relatives come, they are kind and don't dare to be reluctant to me. I have always prided myself on being high, if it weren't for the noble son who insisted on leading people to persecute Thirteen Niang, how would I go to the flower boat to dance? I thought that although this Du Gongzi was a gentleman who couldn't support the wall, and his temperament was a little arrogant, if he was willing to concentrate on me, I might be able to consider being the eldest lady of the future Du Mansion. But now I see that the ladies who are known as the first talents in the capital are like this...... I don't have anything to pity now. But I met your son, and he did die on my ship, so I feel a little guilty in my heart, so let's add some paper money to him! ”

After finishing speaking, she ignored Yan's obstruction, and raised the paper money placed next to the coffin, only to see the snow-white paper flowers fluttering one after another, and a few pieces fell into the fire, gradually scorching the edges, curled up into a strange shape.