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"I didn't expect this Nantong City to be very humane, the hottest coffin shop next to the largest mourning shop in Nantong, hey, I said Xiao Er, do you have a full-time mourning part-time worker on this street?"

"Zixuan, that's enough! Even if your cousin lost you back then, and he was still in Baihualou every day, but now that he has died, it can be regarded as a reward, and you should put out the fire! Don't forget that he turned out to be the only heir of the Du family, one of the four great families in the capital! ”

Hearing this, the shopkeeper Xiao Er and Zi Xuangu were stunned.

"Miss......" Zi Xuan looked at Murong Yening with a confused face, but found that Murong Yening secretly winked at her, and quietly looked at Xiao Er on the side, Zi Xuan instantly seemed to understand something

Although this funeral should be painful, in fact, there are few people who come to mourn and ask the mourners who are really sad. It's no wonder that when a man marries a woman in a yard, there are a few who are really in love, but often these women who want to marry the most sincerely will die first. Then the women in this room will give birth to a large number of children, so many that even some girls from rich and noble families are too lazy to name because there are too many children in the family, one, two, three, four, five, six...... Seventeen and eighteen mothers, but they can still tell who was born to that aunt, it's really amazing! Then there are relatives from all walks of life, and there are too many to count. In the end, when a certain son died, a group of people went to mourn and cried shockingly, but often the truth was that the deceased's biological father, mother, wife, concubine, and children were not sad, so the father gave high hopes to other sons; The mother-in-law secretly snickered that it was really the retribution of the slut, and now that her son is gone, look at how arrogant she is; Then the so-called slut began to think of any more ways to come out; The wives and concubines of the deceased will engage in a battle for property...... As for the so-called relatives, the funeral is regarded as a reunion of relatives, and getting together to talk about some short and gossip about the parents is an indispensable wake. God knows why they were able to stay in the house next to the mourning hall and talk so happily, aren't they afraid that the one in the coffin is also a gossip enthusiast, and he can't help but lie to the corpse and chat for a few words? But in addition, the major funeral stores are also their indispensable gathering places for small talk, because you should always bring something to the dead when you go to the funeral, right? So after a large number of crookedness, Zi Xuan came to the conclusion that her young lady was nothing more than trying to make the other party stink, just imagine a young master who didn't let go from the fireworks girl to his cousin's personal maidservant, and finally died, which made others think about the Du family.

But, huh, die Ning'er, she is not your maidservant, she is a little sister of Zixuan who has both talent and appearance, extraordinary martial arts, and is loved by everyone! (Although you seem to be the smallest...... But don't take you to play with me like this! I don't want to have anything to do with that dead cousin of yours!

A certain "Death Ning": Good behave, little junior sister, just sacrifice it, I know you don't mind...... As the saying goes, I can't bear to let my sister catch the treasure!

Angry Xiao Zixuan: When did you have this sentence, why don't I know...... It's a child, right......

Mouning: ...... But I don't have any children...... I can't bear to have it......

Zixuan finally cried......

Belly Black Ning laughed in his heart, that's right, that's what you want, it's really like something when you cry, En'en! It's too similar!!

"Well, miss, what do you think of this mourning dress?"

Murong Ye Ning looked at Xiao Er's hand, and saw that it was a plain white long skirt, and the neckline and cuffs did have pale cyan lines.

"Why is there a pale cyan, shouldn't there be a color other than black on the mourning clothes?"

"Miss, it stands to reason that this is the case, but just now you said that it was your cousin who died, it was a foreigner, and few people would wear it so formally when their cousin died, not to mention that there are women who like to wear black and white all their lives, and always like to wear some color."

"Yes, Miss, that's Mrs. Du's maiden family, not your maternal family......"

"But Xin'er is my own sister, Du Gongzi is also her cousin, although Xin'er doesn't like him, but she doesn't necessarily care that he went suddenly."

"Miss is just too kind, I hope Miss Xin'er can understand that you are doing this for her, otherwise it will add a little bad luck!" Zi Xuan couldn't help but say sincerely.

She will understand...... "I have considered it for her in my heart, for her, Du Fu is by no means a wing, it will only drag her down......

"Little Er, please take this set for me!"

In the Murong Mansion, Murong Yening was helped by the maid to take care of her dress, her hair hung down from her shoulders, she simply combed the long hair on both sides behind her head, and pulled up a noble bun, and a white hosta with a warm color set off her extraordinary temperament.

Murong Ye looked at himself in the mirror quietly, dressed in plain white, with eyebrows like paint, and a calm complexion, without waves and joy......

"Zixuan, let's go, Mrs. Du is already waiting for us in the front hall at this moment!"

"Then we'll have to hurry!" Zi Xuan smiled, the play won't look good after waiting for a long time......

Sure enough, when Murong Yening and Zixuan walked into the front hall, Mrs. Du was already sitting on the sandalwood chair, but her anxious look had already betrayed the panic in her heart, and Master Murong comforted her warmly on the side, after all, no one in the capital knew that although this Duke Mansion was famous, he was indeed the heart of the Du family, and Master Du did not have a sister, and this Du Xinlan was the only cousin of Master Du, and the relationship was naturally intimate.

"Father, ma'am!" Murong Yening curtsited his knees and bowed.

"Ning'er is here, sit down! What about Xin'er, this eldest lady has just come back from outside and has already packed up, why hasn't Xin'er come out yet, Qiao Hui, you go to the young lady's room to have a look! Mrs. Du didn't know if it was because of the death of the second son of the Du family that she had lost a little sharpness, and the whole person seemed depressed, and her tone was a little more tender to Ye Ning.

"Yes!" Qiao Jian was just about to go, but Murong Wanxin had already stepped into the door.

"Daddy, I'm not coming!" Murong Wan walked up to Mrs. Du with a bitter little face, tugged at her cuffs, and pleaded, "Mother, I don't want to go ......"

After hearing this, Mrs. Du couldn't help but look at her daughter in shock: "Xin'er, why don't you understand the rules so much!" ”

"Mother, don't you know what outsiders say, Du Mian died on the flower boat, and there are a lot of courtesans next to him!"

"Xin'er, it's really open-mouthed, that's your cousin!" Master Murong was quite annoyed by Xin'er's move, and scolded while comforting Mrs. Du.

Looking at Mrs. Nadu again, she seemed to be angry with Murong Wanxin's words, she knew that her daughter had always been unwilling to have anything to do with the second son of the Du family, but she didn't expect to be disgusted with him to such an extent. Now my cousin only has this one son, although the mud can't support the wall, and he is mixed up every day, but it is better than dying now, and now the Du family has no sons-in-law, do you want to let those concubines go to the family in the future! That's it, now that she has married into the Murong family, there are some things that she can't do even if she is afraid......