Princess Huizhen finally felt a little moved. She raised her head but quickly lowered it.
Like a little quail.
Qin Xiangxiang had some doubts. Now that Nangong Wenyue had contacted Mu Ting so openly? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?
But seeing Nangong Wenyue still looking deserted, she got out of the car and talked to Mu Ting.
The two people's voices were not loud, and Qin Xiangxiang didn't hear them clearly. But soon they saw Mu Ting glance at them, and then Nangong Wenyue walked towards them.
"Princess Huizhen." Nangong Wenyue said, her voice as cold as the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month.
Qin Xiangxiang suddenly had a bad feeling.
"You have cried several times today since you learned that the eldest princess is gone. If you cry again, you will not be welcome in my Fanlou."
Ahhhhhhh, she knew that there would never be anything nice to say from Nangong Wenyue.
Qin Xiangxiang tried to save the situation: "Wenyue Langjun is afraid that the princess will hurt her eyes if she cries too much."
Nangong Wenyue glanced at Qin Xiangxiang: "I want you to talk more."
How could she not talk too much? Princess Huizhen had just lost her grandmother who loved her so much. It would be abnormal if she didn't cry. Princess Huizhen is just a weak woman...
"I won't cry anymore." Princess Huizhen said, her voice not loud, with a hint of hoarseness.
"That's good." After Nangong Wenyue said that, he turned around and left without mercy.
Qin Xiangxiang watched him get into the carriage and leave.
"Am I ugly when I cry?" Qin Xiangxiang suddenly heard Princess Huizhen say. Princess Huizhen's head lowered again.
"No, no, it's not ugly at all." Qin Xiangxiang quickly comforted her. She was telling the truth. Others would be ugly if they cried, but Princess Huizhen would only make people feel bad when she cried.
"Then I want to cry." Princess Huizhen said.
Qin Xiangxiang's comforting words suddenly got stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.
Princess Huizhen said: "My grandmother is gone. If I don't cry, I will feel sorry for my grandmother. I live in Fanlou, and he has never treated me well. Doesn't he mean that he doesn't welcome me? Since whether to cry or not, The result is the same, so I will cry."
Princess Huizhen spoke plausibly.
When Nangong Wenyue was there just now, she didn't dare to say a word, like a cat seeing a mouse. Nowadays, he is very quibbling.
What is this called? Qin wanted to think about it.
After Nangong Wenyue left, their carriage set off again and soon arrived at Yizhuang.
As soon as Princess Huizhen got out of the car, her beauty immediately attracted the attention of people in Yizhuang.
Princess Huizhen was completely unaware.
Even though Mu Ting and others were very angry and helped, people from Yizhuang still looked over secretly from time to time.
Princess Huizhen was too beautiful after all.
No wonder the eldest princess built a loft for her and kept her upstairs.
Now that the eldest princess is dead, those with evil intentions can't wait to pounce on her.
Nangong Wenyue must have wanted Princess Huizhen to become strong as soon as possible.
Feeling the unconcealed gazes of those people again, Qin Xiangxiang had no choice but to call Mu Ting over: "Prince Mu."
Mu Ting was at Qin Xiangxiang's side in an instant: "Madam Qin."
Both of them were polite.
"There is a way to pull up a tent." Qin Xiangxiang said, "Those people are so annoying."
"Okay." Mu Ting agreed.
After a lot of work, the tent was finally pulled up. Ma Sizhi had been carried into the coffin. Princess Huizhen and Xiao Manchun Equinox were scrubbing the body of the eldest princess. Qin Xiangxiang stood aside and suddenly heard a burst of crying.
"My son, my son, where are you?" The gray-haired old woman was holding a child while crying heartbrokenly.
Qin Xiangxiang frowned. She recognized this old woman as Ma Sizhi's mother.
She had to go up to him: "Auntie, Ma Sizhi... is over there."
Ma Mu's eyes were filled with tears as she recognized her: "Madam Qin, why are you here? I want to take my son to his home. He still has a mother and a child at home. Why did you drag him to Yizhuang? "
"We were negligent." Mu Ting came over and explained to Ma Mu, "We will send Ma Sizhi to Auntie's house right now. Kang Sihongwu, you two help Auntie take Ma Sizhi to her home."
Kang Sihongwu took Ma Sizhi's body out of the coffin and placed it on a cart.
The mother and children followed the cart in tears. The steward of Yizhuang came over and said, "Mr. Sir, this coffin that once contained a dead person cannot be returned."
Yao Erlang said from the side: "I only pretended for half an hour, why can't I retreat?"
Zhu Sanlang also said: "The coffin you sell is quite expensive. A thin coffin costs twenty guan."
The person in charge doesn't care: "There is no reason to withdraw the coffin from our Yizhuang."
"Okay, if we don't retreat, we won't retreat." Mu Ting said, "Don't disturb the spirit of my sworn sister and grandmother."
As he spoke, he put money into the steward's hand: "Please be patient."
The manager immediately laughed: "Lang Jun is easy to talk to. But I have to remind him that in our Yizhuang, some strange and weird things often happen at night. Lang Jun must be careful when he is keeping vigil at night. If you have blind eyes, don't let the night deceive you into thinking this person is a ghost."
The steward took a special look at the tent before leaving. Unfortunately, I can't see anything clearly.
That fairy-like little lady is really a heart-wrenching curiosity. It's a pity that the people guarding her are all ferocious and scary. But some people are not afraid of death.
For the sake of money, the person in charge still said a few words. Whether they can understand it or not depends on their nature.
Yao Erlang looked confused: "Why does this steward say something so scary?"
"As long as our hearts are open and honest, we won't be afraid if ghosts come," Mu Ting said.
The night quickly fell, and when the eldest princess was carried into the coffin, Princess Huizhen cried so much that she fell into Xiao Man's arms.
Yizhuang is very big, but there are only a few sparsely lit lanterns, and it is dark everywhere. The night crows were screaming everywhere around Yizhuang, and the crows were very scary.
Mu Ting asked Yao Erlang to ask Yizhuang to get more candles. Yao Erlang left for a while and said, "Those people have left, leaving only a mute. He talked to him gesticulating and only took a few used ones." ." He said, showing Mu Ting a few candles that had been used up for a short period of time.
That's better than nothing.
Mu Ting asked Yao Erlang to save some money and only lit one.
There was a faint sound of crying in the tent.
By the time of the fifth watch, everyone was obviously very sleepy, and even the crying of Princess Huizhen stopped.
Mu Ting and Yao Erlang were already asleep, and Zhu Sanlang was keeping watch.
The night crows were still cawing.
Suddenly a black shadow jumped in front of Zhu Sanlang, and Zhu Sanlang shouted: "Who?!" He chased after him, and soon came back, and said to Mu Ting and Yao Erlang who were awakened, "It turns out to be a wild cat .”
"Don't be suspicious." Yao Erlang muttered, "It's so tiring."
The surroundings were calm again.
Another black shadow jumped in front of Zhu Sanlang. This time Zhu Sanlang didn't shout anymore, but followed quietly. This damn cat, let’s see if he doesn’t tear it apart.
It was quiet inside the pulled up tent, and everyone was still sleeping soundly.
Not long after Zhu Sanlang left, seven or eight black shadows tightly surrounded the tent.
Their goal is to snatch the seemingly immortal Princess Huizhen.
