Chapter 34 Aunt Zhou's death

With her eyes full of white, Su Ying's face did not appear. She came over with a calm face and bowed three times, and then walked to Mrs. Jiang and said, "Auntie, don't be too sad. Be careful not to hurt yourself. If my cousin sees you like this, the underground will not be peaceful.

When Mrs. Jiang heard Su Ying mention Jiang Jie, she couldn't help but be even more sad. She looked at Mrs. Ronghou's eyes almost oozed poison.

"Why did you die when you came back this morning? Why didn't Jiang Jie inform us when she was about to die, so that we didn't even see her for the last time? Why did she enter the museum in such a hurry and even give me a chance to clean up for her?

"Jiang Jie has been in poor health and died suddenly. Now Lu Qing is injured at home, and Aunt Zhou has a miscarriage again. I'm really sad and busy. Thinking that Jiang Jie is less than 20 years old, and tomorrow is Zhongyuan Festival, I'm afraid that she will die and come out. Now the old family, sick and injured, I really can't stand it.

Mrs. Jiang finally cried and sighed. She was always guilty about yesterday's incident. After all, Xuan'er is still in Ronghou Mansion. If it's too stiff and bad for Xuan'er, I'm afraid her daughter can't close her eyes.

Su Ying's clear eyes showed endless coldness, and even a fierce person like Mrs. Ronghou did not seem to be in an ice cave. Originally, there was some suspicion, but now it is indeed true. People like Mrs. Ronghou are full of confidence no matter whether they are right or not. After all, yesterday, her son went to the Bai family's birthday banquet to do such a thing first. It was unpleasant to make trouble, and it was also in the face of Xuan'er. I'm afraid it's not a small thing now.

"Who the hell are you talking about?" Hearing the extremely angry voice outside, Su Sikang's white clothes were red. He rushed over, grabbed Mrs. Ronghou's collar, and punched her fiercely.

"Third brother, after all, this is my cousin's mourning hall. Do you want to disturb her? Let's talk about it outside."

Su Sikang looked at Su Ying and then looked at the coffin and finally let go. He walked to the coffin and touched it with his hand. His eyes were already red and scary.

"Don't worry, I will make the people who hurt you pay the price no matter what." Sikang raised his fist fiercely and wanted to hit the coffin. Sikang has been a powerful force since childhood, and this punch went down. I'm afraid the nails on the coffin are about to bounce off.

"Now is not the right time. They will take precautions if you punch like this." Su Ying looked at her sad third brother and said quietly in a low voice that only two people heard, "Don't you want to kill them with your own hands?

Sikang looked at Mrs. Ronghou coldly and finally put down his fist. Mrs. Ronghou shivered and wanted to blame her, but she was so scared that she couldn't say a word.

Because Ronghou was in Nanming Gate and hadn't come back yet, he had to ask several relatives of the Lu clan to help. Mrs. Ronghou was also busy entertaining guests and arranging for the slaves to pack up. She seemed to be very busy. Only Xuan'er was left kneeling alone in the mourning hall. Bai's face was sad and she stayed by the coffin and cried all the time. Jiang Qin cried with her.

Su Ying, Su Sikang stood aside without saying anything, just standing so quietly.

"Why did you stop me just now? My cousin must have been abused to death by them. As long as I open the coffin, I can make them show their true colors."

"At most, if they push it to others, such as Aunt Zhou, Lu Qing and Mrs. Ronghou can still live a stable life. At that time, they strengthened their defenses, which was equivalent to doing nothing for their cousin. Besides, don't you want to kill them yourself?

Sikang looked at Su Ying with a calm face, and Su Ying squeezed out a smile at the corners of her mouth: "I heard that Ronghou is coming back soon. I'm looking forward to the death of the whole family. My grandson would rather follow his ancestors than follow his Ronghou's expression. Although he is not wrong, he is not good at teaching his children. Xuan'er is not as happy as following them in General Zhongyong's mansion.

Sikang looked at Su Ying and then at the coffin. The light in his eyes was even more firm: "I only thought you had become smart, but I didn't expect that your heart was also very dark. I really wanted to kill them with my own hands."

Su Ying still stands calmly. Instead of this third brother trying to figure it out in the future, it's better to do it now.

"Mrs. Jiang, Miss Jiang, Miss Su, Mr. Su, it's getting late, and we're going to have dinner outside. Why don't you go to the side hospital and have a rest first?

Mrs. Ronghou is usually used to being good. Now she has been tired to death. She has listened to Mrs. Jiang cry for a day. The sadness outside has also made her crazy. She can only force her spiritual greetings and curse Jiang Jie in her heart. It's so troublesome to die. It's really unlucky that she has to look at the face of the Bai family and the Su family.

Mrs. Jiang had cried so much that she couldn't make a sound. Jiang Qin helped her go down to rest. Xuan'er was also tired because she was young and was hugged by Mother Qian. Mother Qian and Xuan'er were just quiet, didn't say anything, didn't look at anything, just lowered their heads.

Su Ying looked at Xuan'er with a calm face but red eyes and sighed. Fortunately, my son died in front of me at that time. If I died first, my son didn't know how to live.

Originally, the sunny and sultry weather suddenly became gloomy, and the faint crying of the mourning hall came. In addition, tomorrow is the Mid-yuan Festival, and the whole Lu family looks gloomy. It was getting dark, but I felt a gust of cold wind blowing. Compared with other funerals, Ronghou Mansion felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Ah... Oh no, there is a dead person on the other side of the toilet." The girl who shouted was Wang Hanlin's family.

The sharp voice made the people in the room nervous. Mrs. Wang looked at her trembling daughter in her arms, patted her back and said, "Liner, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I just felt uncomfortable and wanted to go to the toilet. I felt gloomy all the way. I felt something swaying in front of me. I thought it was a fallen branch, but when I saw it, I was hanging there alone."

The people here are all women, and their faces can't help but change when they hear it.

Mrs. Ronghou's face is also not good-looking. The people here are all eunuchs, and there are many officials. If she offend them, a notebook is not for fun, so she asked the girl to inform Housekeeper Liu, who is busy receiving guests. After Mrs. Ronghou asked the girl to go, she thought that if it was really dead, it would be okay to say that if the girl died, it was not for fun. After thinking about it, she would better follow her to have a look.

There are dim street lights around the aisle, and Xiao Si next to him is also holding a lantern. People in Hou's house want to say that this road is often taken, but now they feel particularly cold on the road that had the smell of summer in the morning.

Mrs. Ronghou walked in the middle with some fear, remembering the sad look on Jiang Jie's face when she died, and the left eye that died without closing, she only felt that there was a pair of cold eyes behind her and staring at herself so desperately. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I didn't feel that I walked a few steps faster and suddenly hit the housekeeper in front of me. As soon as I was about to open the door and curse, I saw a pale face hanging on the tree with my eyes hanging on the tree. I just shouted, "Ah..." and my feet were almost falling down. The girl next to me was busy holding me.

A few bold people went up and put people down. Butler Liu went up and looked back and said respectfully with fear, "Madam, that... that's Aunt Zhou. It's already out of breath."

Mrs. Ronghou looked at the body and boldly approached. The originally enchanting face, the powder had already floated on her face. Her flexible eyes were just white, and her tongue had been stretched out.

"What...what should I do?" After all, Mrs. Ronghou panicked. She saw two dead people in a row, and her heart was about to collapse. Thinking of Jiang Jie, who had a smile on the corners of her mouth before she died, Mrs. Ronghou only felt cold.

"So...what is that?" Mrs. Ronghou listened to the girl's scream and just wanted to scold, but saw a woman in the distance who looked down and could not see her face clearly, but wore Jiang Jie's favorite blue dress, lit a lantern, and walked step by step to this group of people who were already full of fear, and she was about to raise her head little by little.

"Ah..." Everyone shouted in horror and ran to the banquet hall. In fact, they didn't know where to go. They just wanted to leave here and only felt that there were many people there. With light, they can get rid of the current darkness and be safe.

Mrs. Ronghou ran regardless of her image and rushed into the banquet hall, worried that she would be captured by the devil if she took a step slower. But he saw Ronghou sitting on the main seat, running over and gasping, "Are you a ghost!"

"Why are you crazy? You are the host mother, don't treat guests well, go out to run around, and come back like this. Are you crazy?"

Ronghou was speechless for a while, and the untidy woman in front of him would only make trouble for herself. Originally, the emperor was quite dissatisfied with himself. Now the emperor finally let himself go to guard Nanming Town. He is almost 50 years old and can still fight for several years. However, this dead woman felt that the shame of Beijing was not as good as the scenery in Kyoto.

To mention, he has only been out for a few years. When he came back, his son was seriously injured and his daughter-in-law died. Xuan'er, the only one Lu family expected, was just stunned and stopped talking. Lord Rong is not stupid. This lady has always looked down on this daughter-in-law, and Xuan'er looks overly frightened. What else can she understand?

The more Ronghou thought about it, the more angry he became. Seeing that there were many people here, he could only endure this and said, "Get out of here. If you don't help, go to see Xuan'er. Xuan'er is surrounded by Mother Qian, looking at what she looks like.

Mrs. Ronghou saw that it was indeed her master and swallowed the saliva; ": Sir, I'm not... My aunt died there just last week on the path. I was thinking about how to deal with it, and then I found Jiang Jie... Sir, I really saw Jiang Jie.

The people sitting at the banquet couldn't help whispering to themselves. Originally, I just came to mourn for it, but I didn't want to encounter such a thing. There are too many things in Ronghou Mansion. Such a thing just happened yesterday, and many people here were there yesterday. This Hou family is really evil. Even if it is dead, it has never been so gloomy and weird.