Name: Is the prime minister crematorium today

Author: Sweet Kite

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As the concubine of the Hou Mansion, the most daring thing Jiang Wu has ever done in her life is to recommend a pillow when her brother and friend Xie Yuwan was designed.

Xie Yuwan is the youngest prime minister of the dynasty, with beautiful scenery and high power, if it weren't for this accident, Xie Yuwan would have been a person that Jiang Yuwan would have been difficult to touch in her life.

After a ridiculous look, everyone watched, Jiang Wu became the prime minister's wife as she wished.

Jiang Wu knew that she couldn't help but thank him too late, so she accommodated him in every way.

She is Xie Yuwan's most virtuous and dignified lady, and she is also Xie Yuwan's most loyal lover.

She originally thought that in the past ten years, even if Xie Yuwan didn't love her, she should respect and cherish her.

Until that winter, when she went to the study to deliver warm soup, she heard his cold tone outside the door, as if it were cold: "Self-destruction of reputation is done by villains." ”

The snow was very cold that year, and Jiang Wu accidentally fell into the lake.

The moment she opened her eyes again, she was back to fifteen years old.

At this time, the elder brother was leading Xie Yuwan into the door, and she looked at this husband who had been with her for decades day and night, and saluted demurely and unfamiliarly.

Jiang Wu thought that she would never want to marry Xie Yu too again.

*

After Xie Yuwan was reborn, he waited for Jiang Yu's calculation.

Just when he thought that everything would happen according to plan, he watched the glass of wine with the fragrance of enchantment given to the scholar at the next table with a light smile from Jiang Yu.

1.1v1, HE, overhead, please do not check the evidence, everything serves the plot~

2. Respect each other, please don't ask why the male protagonist is crematorium in the crematorium.

3. Small language writing, individuals have personal preferences, and there is no need to inform them if they abandon the text. Another: Only responsible for the genuine little angel, don't talk to the thief.

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One sentence introduction: The true incense crematorium of the flower of Kaolin~

Idea: cherish yourself

Chapter I

The first year of the empty frost, the seventh day of the third month.

Jiang Wu was kneeling in front of the simple mourning hall, looking at the simple spirit card on the wooden table, her eyes were red, and her body was haggard.

Seven days ago, my aunt committed suicide in the room after leaving a few words.

At that time, just after the New Year, everyone stayed away from such an unfortunate thing as committing suicide. She begged for three whole days, took out the little money left for her aunt's treatment, and begged for a long time before she got the coffin and spirit tablet in the house.

Even though seven days have passed, Jiang Wu still hasn't figured out why her aunt committed suicide.

She was almost numb to prepare for her aunt's funeral, but in her spare time, the scene of that day would still suddenly appear in front of her eyes.

*

The sun was shining that day, and she had just gotten a promise from her grandmother to tell her aunt about the upcoming marriage. She wanted to surprise her aunt, so she didn't knock on the door.

But when she pushed the door open, she saw a slender and thin corpse, and her aunt was hanging from a white silk, and her body hung straight down. When she trembled and looked up, she saw her aunt's pale and thin face, which had no breath at all.

On the table next to her, there was a small letter left by her aunt.

The yellowed rice paper is written gracefully: "The snow in Chang'an is too cold, and every winter day is biting." Xue Tuan'er, take A-Niang and go to Jiangnan together. ”

She didn't have time to look at Xiaoxin, so she panicked and picked up the stool that had fallen on the side, climbed up, and wanted to hug her aunt down. But her strength was small, and the stool kept shaking because of the movement, and although she hugged her aunt down in a panic, she stepped on the air and fell straight down.

She subconsciously protected her aunt's body, and put her hand around her aunt's neck, not wanting her aunt to fall. The moment the cold touch came from the tips of her fingers, she fell heavily to the ground.

Maybe it was too painful, she hugged her aunt's body, tears suddenly fell from her eyes, and she didn't react for a long time.

Auntie's body, how could it be ...... Is it cold?

Warm tears burst out of her eyes, she got up in a panic, held her aunt in her arms, and called blankly: "Auntie, auntie...... Aunt ......"

But no matter how she called, her aunt just fell on her stomach in her arms, her hands were still very soft, her waist was still very soft, but it was cold......

The sunlight outside the window shines through the open door into the room.

Until the light of early spring faded, the aunt in her arms did not wake up. Jiang Wu brushed the hair at the corners of her aunt's forehead blankly, and her eyes were dazed with tears.

She, she doesn't have an aunt anymore.

*

According to the current rules, when the elders die, the juniors should keep a vigil for seven days.

Jiang Wu had never organized a funeral, so she begged her grandmother for the first time. In this house, if there is anyone who has kindness to her and her aunt, the only thing Jiang Wu thinks of is her grandmother.

But before she could knock on the door, the guard guarding the door hurriedly said, "Third Miss, the old lady went to Shanxian Temple to pray for blessings two days ago." If the third lady wants to find the old lady, she may have to wait a few days. ”

"A few days...... How many days will that take? "How can the corpse of my aunt wait, in a panic, she grabbed the hand of the guard.

When she said this, her eyes were red and bloody, and panic was written everywhere in her body.

The guards were a little frightened, and they all stumbled a little when they spoke: "It may take four or five days, if the third lady is really urgent, you can send a letter over." It's just that this time the old lady made an appointment with the eldest princess of Qingyu, and she was afraid, afraid that she would not be able to come back. ”

Jiang Wu's mind is very confused, since she saw her aunt commit suicide, she has only been thinking and walking with a breath. The guard said that my grandmother would not be able to come back these days.

If Grandmother can't come back, who else can she go to?

Xiaochun, the maid beside her, looked at Jiang Wu worriedly, for fear that she would fall directly to the ground at some point.

Jiang Wu stood in front of her grandmother's yard, staring blankly at the intertwined roads ahead.

To the west, it is my father's yard, but can that person really be called my father? It had been six years since he had seen his aunt and her.

To the east, it is the courtyard of Liu Boniang, who is in charge of the middle feed in the house. But over the years, in order to please her second sister, Liu Boniang has also bullied her and her aunt day by day.

Who else can you turn to?

Even her father, who has ignored her and her aunt for many years, or Uncle Liu, who oppresses her and her aunt every day, is even a 'pleasant' person to her compared to other people in the house.

Jiang Wu's eyes suddenly turned red, as if the grievances of more than ten years suddenly broke out at this moment. The huge Jiang Mansion, how could she not find anyone who could help her.

Who else can you turn to?

Who else......

She looked around in a panic, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and in Xiaochun's worried gaze, she quickly ran towards the south wing.

The wing room on the south side is occupied by the distinguished guests of the Jiang Mansion, and one of them lives the youngest prime minister of the dynasty - Xie Yuwan.

He was a classmate and friend of his brother, and after the new emperor ascended the throne, he paid homage to the prime minister and was granted a leave of absence for three months. The Prime Minister's Mansion is still under repair, so he temporarily borrowed Jiang's Mansion.

coincided with the return of the master of the Jiang family school, and the elder brother tried every possible way to grind each other, so that Xie Yuwan should take the post of master.

Last time, my aunt was seriously ill, and she begged everywhere in the house, but she didn't ask for a doctor. In the end, the dead horse became a live horse doctor, and he begged to Xie Yuwan's door. When he found out, he immediately asked the doctor who accompanied him to see a doctor and saved his aunt.

It's ridiculous, abrupt, and not polite, but at this time, Jiang Wu can't think about it so much. My aunt's body was still lying on the bed, and if I delayed for one more day, my aunt's bones would be more devastated.

It's that she's useless, if she's angry, if she's more likeable to her grandmother and father, if she's not divorced from her marriage, she's at least ...... At least let my aunt be buried like an ordinary person.

Stopping in front of the wing, Jiang Wu didn't care about the panic all over her body, and stepped forward. She curled her fingers and slammed the door in a panic.

Seeing that no one was guarding the door at this moment, she thought that these days the school was on holiday, and it was precisely because Xie Xiangwan, who was temporarily acting as the master, had something to go out late.

It's only been two days now, has he returned?

Just as she was thinking in a panic, the door suddenly opened, and out came a strange maid.

The maid looked at her and looked her up and down: "My son-in-law is not in the house these days, if the young lady has something, come back in a few days." ”

With that, the door slammed shut in front of her.

Jiang Wu's eyes twitched for a moment, and she didn't have time to open her mouth for a word to say.

The heart, which had been infiltrated by grief, began to condense frost in the bleak wind of March. She didn't actually feel that Xie Wanwan had to help her, she just, just thinking.

Why did she and her aunt live so sadly in their lives.

At this time, her first reaction was not her father, not her brother-in-law, not her sister-in-law, not her aunt, just a stranger who had only met a few times in the school.

It's as if she knows it in her heart.

A stranger like Xie Yuwan will do much better than those who are born with a relationship.

But she still has to go, she is a young lady who has not yet left the cabinet, and she only has a maid who doesn't know anything, and she can't handle the matter of her aunt's burial.

My aunt had been infinitely harsh before her death, she didn't want to, and after her aunt died, she didn't even have a humble funeral.

Jiang Wu walked to the west, today is resting, my father should be in the house. When she knocked on the door of her father's yard with a shudder, as soon as she opened the door, the guard stopped her: "Your Excellency has something important today, why don't you come back tomorrow." ”

Tomorrow, it's tomorrow again. A series of refusals made Jiang Wu unable to hold back any longer, and couldn't help but break down and cry: "You go and tell your father, my aunt is dead, go tell him, my aunt is dead, she is dead." He didn't visit once before he died, and can't he go after he dies? ”

She collapsed in a panic, already incoherent: "Let me in, or you go and tell my father that my aunt is dead, and he can't do this without such a father and husband." ”

As she spoke, she tried to pull away the guard's hand.

The two guards were quick and stopped the person to death.

Jiang Wu couldn't pull her hands away, and said in a trembling voice: "Then I won't go in, you go and report, my aunt is dead, you go and tell your father, at least, go and report it." ”

With that, she knelt down directly and looked at the two guards with teary eyes.

One of them seemed to be unbearable, and looked at his companion to the side. The companion hesitated for a moment, then nodded. The unbearable guard hurried into the courtyard.

But in a moment, there was the sound of a vase smashing inside.

Jiang Wu was supported by Xiaochun, and her body was tense. Then I heard my father's indifferent voice: "Bad luck, if you die, you die, if you die, you will be buried, what's the use of looking for me?" ”

Jiang Wu's body suddenly went limp, and she fell to the ground.

The bloodied squire ran out of the room with his head bowed and stood in his place.

What else does Jiang Wu not understand?