Chapter 15 I'm glad you came to my funeral

By the time Chaoling returned to the prince's mansion, there were I don't know how many versions of the book about her jumping into the moat in grief because the prince was about to get married.

"I heard that it was Lin Wanqi who threatened His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with his life, but he forgot that the moat had just rained and the water was turbulent, so he was swept away."

"After jumping into the river, I didn't catch it. I heard that the prince also jumped the moat at that time, and came back wet that day, and was sick for a few days. ”

"I heard that when the body was recovered, it couldn't be seen in human form."

Chaoling walked on the road, and the more he listened, the more outrageous he felt. Until the corpse is heard, "What corpse?" ”

"It's Lin Wanqi's body, and it's going to be mourned today."

The Prince's Mansion was like a layer of white paper, and the sun shone with a miserable white light. There was a coffin in the middle, but there were not many mourners.

Jiuli stood in front of the coffin in white clothes, his brows tightened, and he still didn't figure out why Lin Wanqi jumped into the river inexplicably. Just when he once thought that Lin Wanqi was not dead, he salvaged a corpse, and his face and clothes matched, and he couldn't help but believe it.

There was also a woman standing next to him, with a white fan covering her face, and a maidservant holding an umbrella, who was Nie Wanqing, the lord of Pingning County. She lowered her eyebrows, pulled Jiuli's cuffs, and whispered, "Brother Jiuli's Day is a good change." ”

Then the guard of honor rushed in, the suona wailed and shook the sky, and eight people carried the coffin out of the door of the prince's mansion.

The prince personally mourned for the remnants of the Lin family, and this scene was both sad and ridiculous. Soon, the news that Lin Wanqi, the last member of the Lin family, has died, will spread to the border city, and the prince will be tantamount to becoming the most trustworthy candidate for soldiers.

Bai Yu hid in the shadows, and felt that he was missing a move.

A woman is crashing into a coffin, she is not tall, and her body is light. When the coffin collided with the departure, there was a muffled sound, and the coffin lid was heavily pried open.

This is a great disrespect to the deceased.

The coffin bearer deliberately wanted to avoid the woman, but saw that the person was getting more and more anxious. She landed lightly on the coffin, dressed in red like fire, lonely and arrogant.

"Lin Wanqi."

"She's not dead."

Jiuli stopped and pushed away the coffin bearer to pick up Chaoling. With a bang, the coffin collapsed, stirring up dust.

Chaoling originally prepared a set of lines, but he was caught off guard and pulled into his arms. As if she had been picked up many times, she was used to it, and she didn't struggle, letting him take her down, like a lost treasure.

"Where have you been?"

Chaoling struggled to wrap his arms around his neck to prevent himself from being strangled. "Where did you get my corpse?"

At this moment, the coffin that was opened was already empty, and even the shroud for the deceased was gone, leaving only the entangled aquatic plants and the fishy smell blowing on the face.

She leapt to her feet and fell into the coffin, trying to see what it was, but there was hardly anything unusual except for the aquatic plants.

It's an obstacle. The voice of the Pleiades Star Monarch remembered in her mind, it was the ability of the Immortal Family.

Chao Ling frowned, copied the sword on Jiuli's waist, and split the wooden coffin in half with both hands. This sword provoked Nie Wanqing on one side to exclaim in surprise.

Nie Wanqing withdrew the fan and stared at the girl in red, she was like cinnabar splashed on rice paper, not rendered with heavy brush and ink, and only one stroke could make people remember it vividly. She was standing there, with the Lin family behind her.

Chao Ling tilted his head and smiled at Nie Wanqing, and the smile was full of mockery, "I'm glad you came to my funeral." ”