Mu Ling closed his eyes fiercely and opened them quickly.

When he lowered his head again, his deep dark eyes were focused and full of tenderness, looking at the little words in his arms, he solemnly promised.

"Unless my uncle dies, no one is allowed to bully Yanbao and my sister anymore."

Gu Qilin's angry voice mixed with killing intent came from under the willow tree.

"Mu Ling, do you dare to do anything to your own face?"

Mu Ling glanced at the gray sky, hugged Yan Bao tightly in his arms, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Gu Qilin, I just kicked you today, and I ...... in the future. General Ben will let you die in front of my sister's grave and make amends for her sins! ”

Xiao Yanbao kept his uncle's words firmly in his heart.

She wants the bad daddy to make amends to her mother!

And the bad mother-in-law!

The damned person should be a bad mother-in-law, not her aunt!

Hanyan finally arrived panting with thick clothes.

"Miss!"

Seeing the general, Hanyan was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"The general forgives the sins, the slave ......"

Yan Bao looked at it, and uneasily stirred his little finger to explain in a soft voice.

"It's Yanbao who wants to see Doudou soon, and wants Doudou to save Yanbao's aunt, Yanbao ran too fast, and the fairy sister didn't keep up with Yanbao."

Mu Ling's eyes swept at Hanyan with an extremely cold look.

Yan Bao is injured, he is still a three-and-a-half-year-old child, although Hanyan has not practiced martial arts, she is also an adult woman, how can she not catch up?

But what Yan Bao said was true.

She didn't know why she was able to run so fast, and she didn't feel any pain at all, even though she had fallen in pain before, and now she had bandages on her forehead and hands.

She couldn't help but rub her head against Mu Ling's chest and feel it carefully.

Mu Ling was startled: "Yan Bao be careful, don't touch the wound, it will hurt." ”

Yanbao touched the wound, but it really didn't hurt.

Yan Bao raised his little head, and his white and tender little face was full of confusion.

"Doudou, Yanbao doesn't hurt at all."

Mu Ling only regarded Yanbao as not wanting him to worry, and he was even more distressed.

is only three and a half years old, and the thin one is only two years old as an ordinary child, but he is sensible and distressing.

In the five years that he was away, how many sins did my sister and Yanbao suffer in the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Glancing at Gu Qilin who was covered in mud and getting up from the ground, Mu Ling took Yanbao to the nearest room to let Hanyan dress her neatly, and then carried her to the mourning hall to send Aunt Mu on her last journey.

In front of the mourning hall, Mu Ling carefully avoided Yan Bao's injured little hand and held her wrist instead, and asked Wen Xin to take a thick and warm blanket and spread it in front of Yan Bao.

"Yanbao, say goodbye to your aunt with your uncle."

Yan Bao knelt on the soft and thick blanket and raised his little head.

looked at the mourning hall, then at Mu Ling, and then at the huge coffin in front of him.

There were all kinds of expectations in the clear and pure big eyes, and slowly seemed to understand something, and the light under the eyes instantly dimmed.

"Doudou, Auntie......"

Mu Ling felt sorry for her, picked her up, and looked at Aunt Mu in the coffin for the last time.

"Yanbao, your aunt is a fairy in the sky, and she knows that her uncle is back and Yanbao is taken care of, so she went back to heaven to rest."

Yanbao: "......"

Yanbao's tears fell.

The little milk voice is empty, and the eyes are dumbfounded.

"Doudou, Yanbao doesn't have a mother anymore...... Woowoo woo ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The surrounding people who came to mourn listened to the child's immature voice, and their faces were unbearable.

Mu Ling's eyes were red, and she gently kissed her fine and soft hair that had not been combed because of the wounds on her forehead and the back of her head.

"Yanbao's aunt will always live in the hearts of Yanbao and uncle, Yanbao still has an uncle, uncle will always accompany Yanbao, and the uncle will take care of Yanbao on behalf of Yanbao's aunt, and watch Yanbao grow up safely."

After finishing speaking, Mu Ling lowered his voice again, and he didn't care that Xiao Yanbao could understand, but he wanted Xiao Yanbao to know.

"Yanbao, remember that your aunt was killed by Gu Qilin and Yang Chaoyun, and everyone in the Gu family!"

"Gu Qilin, Yang Chaoyun, all of them will give your aunt a funeral in the future!"

Xiao Yanbao heard that A-Niang once mentioned the burial, which is put in a big coffin after death.

A-Niang didn't want to be in a coffin with a bad father and a bad mother-in-law.

The little guy shook his head almost subconsciously.

"Nope! Can't be buried! ”

Mu Ling's expression froze.

Xiao Yanbao's voice was hoarse and could barely be heard.

"To ...... You have to use other coffins and dig a big pit far, far away...... Buried, ...... A-Niang is far away. ”

"A-Niang doesn't like them...... Woowoo woo ......"

Mu Ling hugged Xiao Yanbao, whose eyes were red and swollen and crying breathlessly, and nodded heavily.

"Good!"

In Mu Ling's promise and Xiao Yanbao's cry, the coffin closed heavily.

The three-and-a-half-year-old Yanbao cried heartbreakingly, his thin little hands tightly gripping the lid of the coffin, whimpering like an abandoned beast.

shouted A-Niang one by one!

The people who came to pay the letter heard the tip of their noses sour.

Even if most of them came for the identity of Mu Ling's hussar general, they were also red-eyed by the whimpering of Yanbao at this moment.

The ladies bowed their heads and wiped away their tears.

wiped the fake cry with compliments on his original face, and slowly devoted himself to the truth.

As mothers, I imagined that one day if they left, their children would cry and cry in front of the mourning hall like this......

Which one is not like a knife?

Soon there were cries in the mourning hall.

Yang Chaoyun, who was dressed in plain white and only wore a simple vermilion hairpin on his head, came with his servants.

She looked sad and thin, as if she didn't care about the manners of the housewife, and pushed away Mama Lu's support to the front of the mourning hall.

"Sister Wanwan, it's my sister who is not good, it's my sister who didn't take good care of you, so you left in such a hurry, and my sister came to apologize to you."

She wiped her tears with a handkerchief as she spoke, and made a gesture to kneel down in front of Aunt Mu's coffin.

The grandmother in the back arrived and hurriedly supported her.

"Ouch Madame, you can't help it! You are the lady of the Xiangfu, even if Aunt Mu is the sister of the hussar general, she is also the concubine of the Xiangfu. ”

"You can come to the General's Mansion to see her off for the last time, that is because you are kind and benevolent, thinking that she has added six young ladies to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but there is a difference between respect and inferiority."

Yang Chaoyun's tears flowed terribly.

The weeping women on the side nodded their heads in agreement with Mama Lu's words.

"Mrs. Gu, what she said is reasonable. Since she is a concubine, there is no rule for the housewife to kneel to the concubine. ”

Otherwise, Yang Chaoyun's kneel, in the future, the favored concubines of the lords in their respective mansions will be gone, will they also have to look up to Yang Chaoyun and kneel to the favored concubines who have passed?

Just thinking about it doesn't work.

The sadness that was originally brought up by Yan Bao's crying and shouting also disappeared without a trace.

The hussar general's sister is good, and she is also a concubine!

Still a concubine!

If they can come on this trip, it is all for the sake of the general's face, otherwise who knows who Aunt Mu is?

Yang Chaoyun's face was full of sadness, and his expression was sad.

It seems that because of Aunt Mu's departure, she is particularly sad, and the eyes of the ladies who provoked her have changed.

Secretly, this Mrs. Gu is worthy of being the most virtuous and generous housewife in Beijing, and she actually treats a cheap concubine so attentively, but she is like a sister.

Mu Ling never spoke, if he hadn't seen his sister's bloody corpse, he would have been deceived by Yang Chaoyun's acting skills.

The crying convulsions in his arms, Yan Bao, who was almost silent, took a while to ease up, and turned his head to look at Yang Chaoyun.

The moment he saw Yang Chaoyun, Yan Bao suddenly cried out in horror.

"Doudou! It's her! Is it Madame...... It was Madame who made A-Niang ...... killed."

"A-Niang...... A-Niang flowed...... Woowoo...... Better...... A lot of blood...... Woowoo woo ......"

The crowd's faces were full of consternation.

But Yang Chaoyun is a well-known virtuous and tolerant person in Beijing, and everyone doesn't know who to trust for a while.

Yang Chaoyun looked sad, sad but looked at Mu Ling with deep meaning.

It seems to be saying, "I made her die, but do you want your sister to have a reputation for fornicating with others after she dies?" ”

She said sadly: "General Mu, Yan Bao is only three and a half years old, and there is still a long way to go. Although Aunt Mu is gone, I am her mother-in-law, if Aunt Mu is really me who let people die with a cane, how can I let her know and make her resentful of me as a grandmother since she was a child? ”

She is threatening Mu Ling, even if she doesn't plan for Aunt Mu, does she still want to take advantage of Yanbao's future?

After all, Yanbao has a mother who has an affair with others!

Since she dared to come at this time, she had all the natural person evidence and material evidence.