After An Ming said this sentence with some complications, he looked at Lin Jinglan intently, wanting to see if she was angry or sad.

To An Ming's surprise, Lin Jinglan's expression was very calm, and she couldn't see any joy or anger at all, as if she had expected such a thing a long time ago.

On the other hand, Uncle Qi and Su Xiaoluo were angry and angry.

"I didn't look for Miss at all, but now I say that Miss is dead, and I give Miss such an ugly reputation, it's too much."

Su Xiaoluo slapped the table suddenly, eager to go to Dingbeihou Mansion now.

"Master Hou, they did go a little too far."

Uncle Qi also frowned and said, Master Hou After they came back, Miss must have had a very difficult time in the Hou Mansion.

"Lan'er, you said you are dead, how can you marry me now, after all, we are about to get married."

Gu Junheng smiled and approached Lin Jinglan a little closer, and asked softly.

"Married? If my guess is correct, my father has begged His Majesty to cancel our marriage, after all, I am a dead man, and it is not good to delay the marriage of the noble prince any longer. ”

In fact, Lin Jinglan did not guess wrong.

"Madam is powerful, the Marquis of Dingbei had entered the palace the day before yesterday to plead to His Majesty and asked to cancel the marriage contract, but His Majesty's attitude is unclear, and he has not made a clear will."

An Ming nodded, with a slight admiration, worthy of being the person their son wants to marry, and it is really different from those ladies in the capital.

"That's good."

Gu Junheng seemed to be joking again, and said a word to Lin Jinglan.

Lin Jinglan turned his head, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile.

"Don't worry, we will definitely get married."

A simple sentence seems to be telling Gu Junheng about love.

Jun Shizi, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, suddenly felt his face hot and his heart beat faster at this time.

What does this girl mean by this, does she really want to marry herself? She had a different idea about herself.

..........

Lin Jinglan didn't know the hundred turns and thousands of turns in Gu Junheng's heart at all.

"Since my funeral is in full swing, if I don't go to join in the excitement, I won't let down the good intentions of some people, rest for a day today, set off early tomorrow, and be sure to rush to the capital at the most lively time."

Lin Jinglan's decision was not objected to.

After the group had a good meal, they went back to their rooms to wash and rest.

Soon it was the early morning of the second day, and Su Xiaoluo helped Lin Jinglan get dressed up.

"Xiaoluo, we are not attending a banquet, so we don't have to dress up."

"What Miss said is not right, we want to appear in front of everyone at 'your funeral', not to mention the country and the city, but also to be bright and beautiful, so that everyone can see that you are better than anyone else."

Su Xiaoluo spoke to Lin Jinglan in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Okay, you're right."

Lin Jinglan listened to Su Xiaoluo's words, and suddenly felt that what she said was very reasonable, so he let Xiaoluo help him dress up.

After everything was cleaned up, the group left the town and headed for the capital.

It was about a hundred miles away from the capital, and their carriage was unhurried, and they arrived in the capital in the afternoon.

"You said that if the people from the Dingbei Hou Mansion saw you, would they think they had seen a ghost?"

Gu Junheng leaned against the window of the carriage and asked Lin Jinglan with interest.

"Won't you know when you get there?"

After Lin Jinglan replied casually, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Gu Junheng and asked again:

"By the way, I asked you to help settle the little nine mother and daughter in Heifeng Village before, where are they now?"

This mother and daughter are of great use to Lin Jinglan.

Lin Qingyun almost lost her life when she designed to harm herself, and she smeared her reputation everywhere, she wouldn't just settle this account.

"It's in the capital, if you need it, I can hand it over to you at any time."

Gu Junheng's promise was also very refreshing.

"Okay, I'll have someone pick them up in two days."

"Xiao Lan'er, you said that in the past two months, I have helped you a lot, tell me, how do you want to repay me."

Seeing Lin Jinglan calmly talking about things with himself, Gu Junheng couldn't help but joke again.

"Didn't you say it all before? We are husband and wife, and you should help me. ”

Lin Jinglan's natural attitude made Gu Junheng choke all of a sudden.

As if she was right.

"Miss, we have set the Beihou Mansion, do you want to go in now?"

Su Xiaoluo, who was outside the car, suddenly spoke to them, Lin Jinglan gently lifted the curtain, and at this time, the carriage stopped on the other side of the gate of the Hou Mansion, and there were already many carriages and horses parked at the door.

It seems that they are all here to mourn Lin Jinglan.

There were also white sails hanging at the upper door of the Dingbei Hou Mansion, which was solemn, Lin Jinglan didn't expect that his daughter, who was not valued by his parents, would have such a pomp and circumstance after her death.

"Anyway, my reputation has been ruined by them, why do so many people come to the funeral."

Lin Jinglan really didn't understand this point.

"After all, the identities are different, and they are the future princesses of the palace, or the queen of Your Majesty, the magnates in the capital are all human spirits, how can they not understand these truths."

Gu Junheng waved his folding fan and explained to Lin Jinglan.

"No wonder, but it's better this way, after all, more people make it lively?"

and Gu Junheng glanced at each other, and the two laughed at the same time.

At this time, in the lobby of the Hou Mansion, there was a coffin, Lin Xiaotian and his wife were full of grief, and Lin Qingfeng's brothers and sisters were also wearing sackcloth, extremely sad.

Especially Lin Qingxue, who almost cried into tears, it seems that she is heartbroken for the death of her sister.

"Qingxue, let's mourn and change, your sister is destined for this catastrophe, and she can't hide from it."

There are people who are good friends with Lin Qingxue to comfort her.

"My sister is such a good person, she is about to get married, but when she encounters such a thing, her life is so miserable."

Lin Qingxue seemed to be unable to help it, hugged Mrs. Lin and continued to cry.

There are many people in the hall, but almost all of them have their own ideas, and many people feel that Lin Jinglan's death now may be a relief.

After all, he left his brother and fled, and he was humiliated by bandits and bandits, even if he didn't die, he would have no face to see anyone.

"You guys are talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, Miss is not dead at all, Miss will be back soon."

The people in the lobby had their own thoughts and greeted the people of the Lin family.

A somewhat crazy maid rushed in, yelling at Lin Qingxue, and wanted to step forward to the coffin, wanting to kick open the basin that burned paper money.

was only caught by the two guards quickly, and Lin Xiaotian looked at Qiao Yan with an angry face.

"Qiao Yan, you turned your back on your master, fled back alone, and died in shock, doing such a thing that is worse than a pig and a dog, we wanted to wait for the funeral to deal with you later, but you actually want to make a big fuss about my daughter's funeral, this time I can't tolerate you, come here, take her down, and punish fifty with a cane."

Qiao Yan's face was full of tears, her face was unwilling, and she muttered that the young lady was not dead.

The guards pressed Qiao Yan and wanted to go down, and the rod was fifty years old, basically asking for her life.

Everyone just watched, and no one came out to say a word for the poor little girl.

As soon as I walked to the door, I was confronted by a few people.

"Father, mother, Qiao Yan is my person, and it's up to my daughter to decide what to do with it."