Many of the female guests on the side didn't know, and when they saw Yu Qingyao so sad, they were all suspicious.

Seeing Mrs. Ji like this, Yu Qingyao seemed to believe that Ji Yingde was really dead.

She threw herself on the jade coffin again and cried: "Yingde, you promised to marry me, but you died, what should I do?"

As soon as these words came out, the unwitting guests sweated profusely, and all of them were in high spirits, pricking up their ears to listen to the gossip.

The guests who knew secretly rejoiced, thinking: It turned out that Yu Qingyao agreed with the marriage in her heart. Fortunately, Ji Yingde died, otherwise, the agreement that year would have been completely useless. No wonder the sect master would agree to the agreement, that old fox, I was afraid that I would know that Yu Qingyao would not regret the marriage. However, no matter how cunning the sect master was, he was afraid that he would not expect his son to die by himself. This is why people are not as good as heaven.

Hearing Yu Qingyao say this, Mrs. Ji was even more sad, and came over to hug Yu Qingyao and cry.

She said sadly: "Ying'er left us, and I don't want to live anymore." ”

Yu Qingyao turned around and cried: "Auntie, why is he willing to leave us?"

When Mrs. Ji heard this, she burst into tears again.

The women on the side hurriedly came to persuade them.

An old woman persuaded: "Fairy Yu, don't cry, the second son doesn't want to." Since you're here, give him incense!"

Yu Qingyao heard this, and said miserably: "Yes, I should give him a pillar of incense." ”

She gently broke away from Mrs. Ji and came to the spiritual seat.

The guests who were worshipping were interested in getting out of the way and making room for her.

Yu Qingyao shed tears, burned incense, bowed uprightly for nine times, and prayed silently in her heart: Second son, you go all the way, I will remember you. Thank you for bringing me to Da Luotian. I hope you will be reincarnated into a rich family in the next life and be a good person in the future.

When she had finished praying, she placed incense in front of the spiritual seat.

Mrs. Ji Shao knelt down with red eyes and returned the salute.

Yu Qingyao nodded at Young Lady Ji, but did not leave.

She took out another brocade robe and said to the jade coffin: "Yingde, this is the new clothes I made for you, and I was going to give it to you when you get out of the customs." I'll burn it to you now!"

This dress, but she discussed it with Mrs. Ji for a few days before determining the style and fabric, and finally spent nearly half a month to make it by herself.

Just wait for this moment to be burned to Ji Yingde, do you understand?

When everyone saw it, they were speechless.

When Mrs. Ji saw this, she cried bitterly again.

Yu Qingyao lit the incense burner in front of the spiritual throne and burned the brocade robe on the spot.

Then, she took out the wedding dress she bought in Qindu a year ago, and said, "Yingde, this is the wedding dress I prepared a long time ago, I thought I could wear it to marry you, but who would have thought that you would leave me halfway." I don't need this wedding dress, today, I burned it, and I will go to Huangquan to accompany you. ”

As she spoke, she threw her wedding dress into the fire again.

As soon as the red and glamorous wedding dress caught fire, it immediately burned.

Everyone looked very sad, and Mrs. Ji almost fainted from crying.

Yu Qingyao took out the mandarin duck pillow again, and the mandarin duck quilt was burned one by one with tears.

There was silence in the mourning hall, and everyone watched Yu Qingyao burn these newlyweds with mixed feelings.

Some of the female guests couldn't help but shed tears, this scene was too sad.

Ji Xuande looked at it, and was very happy in his heart, thinking: I really didn't expect that she had prepared all these things, she really wanted to marry that stinky boy. It's thanks to me that I killed him, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll only have to watch her marry that stinky boy.

After burning the last piece, Yu Qingyao was overwhelmed with grief and fainted in front of the spiritual seat.

When Mrs. Ji saw it, she cried and said, "My son is really unblessed!"

She also fainted.

The female guests hurriedly stepped forward to help them to rest in the back.

Mrs. Ji, who was kneeling on the side, was very messy in her heart.

She thought to herself, "Hey, doesn't she like my husband?" How can this be? Who does she love? Is it brother or brother? Or both? This is too bullshit!

As soon as she looked up, she saw Ji Xuande looking behind with concern, and she was very unhappy.

The matter of Fairy Yu crying and burning the dowry soon spread throughout the thirty-six peaks of the Fushan Sect.

Those who heard about this all sighed.

Everyone sighed that Ji Yingde was not blessed, and praised Yu Qingyao for being affectionate and righteous.

Zeng Jiwei's gentlemen, when they heard about this, they all envied Ji Yingde, and felt that if they died, there was such a fairy crying, and it would be in vain to call this life.

Among the disciples, some of them were not interested in Yu Qingyao, especially many female disciples. They felt that Yu Qingyao was drinking and feasting with those true disciples all day long, and she didn't look like a real cultivator. thinks that she is merciful everywhere, and she is not clear with many true disciples, and she is a floating woman with water-based poplars. Now I think of her differently.

Yu Qingyao woke up slowly, she really fainted.

But it's not because of sadness, it's because of the autistic heart sutra that makes me dizzy.

Mrs. Ji looked at her lovingly and said with tears in her eyes: "Good boy, I have suffered you." ”

At this moment, Mrs. Ji really regarded Yu Qingyao as a daughter-in-law who had never passed the door.

Yu Qingyao said with tears in her eyes: "I really want to go with him." ”

One sentence caused Mrs. Ji to cry again.

Mrs. Ji really wanted to say on the side: "Then you hurry up and follow! Then I don't have to worry about it." ”

But she still had to persuade against her will: "Sister Qingyao, don't talk nonsense! If you really go with him, what do people think of my Ji family?"

Well, if Yu Qingyao died at this time, it is rare that others will say that the Ji family forced him to death.

Mrs. Ji didn't understand that even if Yu Qingyao really wanted to commit suicide, the top of the sect would definitely not allow it.

A group of female relatives on the side also followed suit.

Yu Qingyao sighed and said to Mrs. Ji, "Auntie, I want to follow you to wake the spirit." ”

Mrs. Ji was moved in her heart and said with tears in her eyes: "How is that good?"

Yu Qingyao wiped her tears and said: "Yingde wants to marry me, I couldn't spend candles with him before I was alive, he died, I want to do my duty as a wife, I want to come to him under the nine springs, I will be happy." Please also ask my aunt to do it!"

The women on the side were shocked when they heard this, Yu Qingyao's approach was very impolite. How can a girl who has no name and no share, and who has not yet married give a man's spirit?

In doing so, she hardly wanted to marry again.

When Mrs. Ji heard this, she nodded again and again.

In Mrs. Ji's opinion, only Yu Qingyao has one heart with herself, and she is a person who is sincerely sad about Ji Yingde's death.

Yu Qingyao really began to wear linen and filial piety, she lived in Ji Mansion right now, and then accompanied Mrs. Ji in and out, as if she was not dead.

That night, in the middle of the night, there were no more guests, and Ji Yingde's concubines were qualified to come to worship.

They all cried profusely, but the reasons for crying were very different.

Like Mei Ji, she has no backer after crying.

Sister Rou Ji is crying that the enemy is finally dead, and she is finally relaxed.

Hanahime cried miserably because she thought of more. As soon as the second son died, as a concubine, she didn't want to remarry at all, and the Ji family couldn't afford to lose that person. These concubines can only be widowed until they die. As soon as the second son dies, their future days will go down, and day by day will not be as good as day by day. However, there is nothing they can do to change it, and no one can save them.