There was a roar in the sky, dark clouds quickly obscured the sun, the world was dark, a gust of wind whistled, and a few drops of light rain fell from the sky and fell on the bustling streets of Dashengguan.

"Let's go, it's raining" The pedestrians on the street hurried, each running towards their homes.

Dasheng Guancheng East, a nameless dilapidated land temple.

There were still four people still staying here, and in an instant, it was already pouring rain, but these four people seemed to be unaware, in a heap, in a hazy place, three women could be vaguely seen around a man lying on the ground, the man had a peaceful smile, closed his eyes, his face was extremely pale, and his body exuded an outstanding aura. The three women, all dressed in white dresses, with gorgeous and unparalleled appearances, all had sad faces.

The raindrops fell to the ground endlessly, splashing a mixture of water and dirt on the hems of the three women's draped skirts.

"Husband, ......" Li Mochou's eyes were red, and he stretched out his white and tender palm, and slowly put it in front of He Bu's drunken nose.

The white finger stayed for about two or three breaths, then trembled, and after a moment's absence, it was put back again, as if it couldn't be believed, and finally, the finger slowly withdrew.

Li Mochou looked at He Budrunk's pale face blankly, felt a tightness in his chest, and a feeling of vomiting was used, she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, her body was weak, and she lay on He Budrunk's body, losing consciousness.

......

Guiyunzhuang.

In the room where he is not drunk, there are two beds in the bedroom, one is asleep Li Mochou, why not drunk his body is quietly placed on the big bed in the middle, his face is pale, and a palm print on his chest is sunken. Breath and heartbeat are gone.

In front of the bed, surrounded by a large group of old and young women and children, an old man with a clear face sat in front of the bed, his fingers lightly put on He Budrunk's wrist, the old man sometimes shook his head, sometimes sighed, and his face was solemn.

Half a day. With a heavy sigh, the old man let go of his palm, shook his head, and walked out.

"Father-in-law......" Guo Jing saw that the old man didn't leave a word, and opened his mouth to ask, but Huang Rong beside him reached out and grabbed the palm, Guo Jing looked back in confusion, but saw Huang Rong shaking his head vaguely.

Guo Jing is stupid. Huang Rong knew it in her heart, but this Brother He was hopeless.

Huang Yaoshi is known as the Eastern Evil, one of the five uniques in the world, proficient in innate gossip, Qimen Dunjia, divination astrology, medical books and miscellaneous science, can be described as omniscient. Who else can do something that even he shakes his head!

Present. The atmosphere in the room was solemn, everyone was not stupid, and everyone understood what Huang Yaoshi meant.

The tears in Mu Nianci's eyes couldn't be stopped any longer, and they flowed down his cheeks into a stream, but he kept biting his lip and didn't want to cry.

Beside. Xiaolongnu sat next to her, also with a sad face, but she didn't want to be like Mu Nianci, with tears on her face.

Just when the whole room was in mourning, a cold voice sounded.

"Since the husband is dead. As his wife, I will arrange all his funerals" Li Mochou, whose face was slightly pale, took two steps forward, stood in front of the bed, the front of everyone, looked at He Bu who was lying on the bed and was completely cold, and said: "My husband has settled down in Jiaxing, so he naturally wants to return to his hometown for burial, and I want to take him back."

Saying that, Li Mochou took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, picked up He Budrunk's body, turned around and walked out.

Fang had only taken two steps, but a hand reached out from the side to stop her.

"Slow"

Li Mochou stopped, turned his head to look at Mu Nianci, his face was flat, but his body was already tense and ready to do it at any time.

"Can you, let me go with you?" Mu Nianci looked at Li Mochou cautiously. She is right, she is the wife who is not drunk Ming Media is marrying, and if you want to be with him, you need her permission!

Li Mochou snorted lightly, stared at Mu Nianci, and didn't say a word for a long time, obviously, her heart was also struggling.

In the end, Li Mochou still didn't say a word, hugged He Bu's drunken corpse, and left.

Mu Nianci stood in place, looking at Li Mochou's disappearing back, biting his lip, and chased after him firmly.

Seeing this, the little dragon girl next to her also followed.

The three of them left with why not get drunk, leaving a room full of sighs.

"Brother He is a genius, but I didn't expect it...... Alas, how unfair God is" Guo Jing looked up and sighed, his face sad.

"Uncle He just left, it's a pity that my mother has a true affection ......for him," Yang Guo said to himself unwillingly.

......

When he went out of Yunzhuang, Li Mochou didn't know where to go, but he saw Lao Wang in the distance, and he was rushing over in a carriage.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate, and Lao Wang got up and got out of the car, his resolute face was full of grief: "Madam, let me come" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take over He Bu's drunken body.

Li Mochou stubbornly rejected Lao Wang's kindness, she silently hugged He Bu drunk and got into the carriage alone.

Lao Wang looked at Li Mochou's gloomy back, sighed, and felt even more sad in his heart. God, you don't open your eyes!

"Let's go" Behind the curtain of the carriage, Li Mochou's cold words came.

Lao Wang wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, did not dare to slack off, got up and got into the carriage, the whip was raised, and whipped on the horse's buttocks, the black horse was in pain, and with a long neigh, he spread his hooves and galloped.

"Stop!" the carriage had just started, but suddenly a delicate figure stopped in front of the carriage and shouted.

"This, Miss Mu," Lao Wang exclaimed.

"Li Mochou, please promise me to give him a ride," Mu Nianci shouted at the carriage.

"Hmph" In the carriage, Li Mochou snorted softly and said, "If you want to send it, follow behind the carriage."

"Lao Wang, let's go"

"This ......" Lao Wang hesitated for a while, and finally had to say: "Miss Mu, please let me go."

Mu Nianci was still standing in front of the carriage, with his arms outstretched, motionless.

Lao Wang hesitated for a while, he didn't know what to do, he didn't dare to disobey Li Mochou's order, but he didn't dare to hurt Mu Nianci, these two women are both Gongzi's women.

"Lao Wang, don't catch the car yet!" Li Mochou's cold voice came.

"Yes......" Lao Wang's face changed for a while.

"Senior sister, if you want to hit someone, even I will hit it" The little dragon girl's figure flashed, and she stood with Mu Nianci, looking at the carriage.

“......”

There was silence in the carriage, and there was no sound for a long time.

Lao Wang held the horsewhip tightly in his hand, and sweat was pouring from his face.

"Lao Wang, get out of the car, let's take the waterway" As he spoke, Li Mochou lifted the curtain, hugged He Bu drunk and got off the carriage, and walked towards the rear.

"Yes" Lao Wang bowed his head and answered, threw the horsewhip, followed behind Li Mochou, and followed without falling a step. Li Mochou is the eldest lady of the main house, why don't you get drunk and leave, naturally you have to listen to her.

Mu Nianci and Xiaolongnu looked at Li Mochou's departing back resentfully, the two glanced at each other, followed one after another, and made up their minds that they would always follow. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you to the head of the accounting institution for the monthly pass and tip, sorry, I was too busy to forget about this in the past two days