Outside the spirit pavilion, the clouds and mountains grew higher and higher, reaching the sky, filling the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

The sky was still bright and clear, and no one in the mourning hall noticed the change. All attention was focused on Aunt Eight.

Auntie Ba felt a little uneasy and laughed dryly, "What are you trying to say?"

That smile hurt Xie Qingyao's eyes. The girl's pretty face was tense, and she said coldly: "Tell me how to plan for my brother and what are the advantages of the woman. Didn't you talk freely just now? Why don't you know what to say in front of my parents' coffin?"

The eighth aunt quietly tugged at the hem of her clothes and glanced at her aunt: "Let my aunt speak first, you are the guests."

The aunt glanced at the eighth aunt with disdain and said seriously, "What's the difference between being a guest and not a guest? We are only thinking about the Yin House, and there is nothing we can't say. Qingyao, your second cousin has been good to you since childhood, and you know what kind of person she is. It was your grandmother's idea to marry your second cousin to help your brother through the difficult times. Do you think there is anyone more considerate than your cousin from your uncle's family? It's not like some people who find a girl from nowhere and want to stuff her into the Earl's Mansion regardless of whether she is good-looking or not-"

The eighth aunt was not happy when she heard this and immediately retorted: "What do you mean by that, my aunt? The girl I want to introduce to Yin Lou is already known to the clan leader. You can't write two 'thank you' characters with one stroke. We are a family, don't you hope that Yin Lou will be well?"

Both of them were eloquent and good at speaking. They argued back and forth, and soon forgot that this was a solemn and dignified mourning hall.

Xie Qingyao would occasionally interject and add fuel to the fire.

Xie Yinlou vaguely guessed that his sister's behavior was not without purpose, so he watched the farce from beginning to end with an expressionless face.

Jiang Si stood at the outermost side and could clearly see the changes in the clouds in the sky.

Just as my aunt and my eighth aunt were arguing fiercely, the mountain of clouds that reached the sky suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Si coughed lightly.

Xie Qingyao couldn't help but grab the rough white linen skirt and restrain the subconscious impulse to look at Jiang.

"My aunt and my eighth aunt both said that this was for my eldest brother's own good, and my eldest brother and I are even more undecided. What should we do if my brother gets what he wants but my sister-in-law doesn't like him?"

Xie Qingyao's dilemma caused her aunt and eighth aunt to temporarily stop their confrontation, and they all looked at her.

In front of the coffin, the young girl was in mourning, with a sad smile on her face: "If either my aunt or my eighth aunt can swear to heaven that she is wholeheartedly doing good for my eldest brother, we will believe her and marry her."

The aunt's scalp suddenly tingled, and she said in dissatisfaction: "You kid, getting married is a good thing, why do you swear an oath——"

Xie Qingyao turned around and said to her aunt, "Aunt, then choose my second cousin."

Auntie Ba got anxious when she heard this, and quickly raised her hand and said, "I swear, we are doing this wholeheartedly for the good of Yin Lou, without any selfish motives..."

The aunt thought that Xie Qingyao was a little confused because of the sudden loss of her parents, which was why she acted so absurdly. However, it was precisely because of her confusion that this girl could do anything. In order to prevent the eighth aunt from taking advantage, she raised her hand unwillingly.

There is no need to bother with an unruly little girl at this moment. The important thing is to grab the marriage.

In my aunt's opinion, only two families knew what happened in the mourning shed, so neither the dispute with my aunt nor the oath she made now was shameful.

There are many people who quarrel over the division of property after their parents pass away. After all, if one does not fight for the interests, he is a fool. When her daughter becomes a lady of the baron, outsiders will only see her daughter's glamorous appearance. Who will know these?

As the two were vying to swear, the clouds and mountains in the sky had already turned pitch black. The mourning tent, which had been bright, seemed to be covered by a huge black cloth and became dark in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a thunder rolled down, making a loud noise in people's ears, and the entire mourning tent seemed to tremble with it.

My aunt and my eighth aunt screamed at the same time.

The mourning hall was in darkness, with only flickering white candles, looking eerie and gloomy.

"Are you really doing this for Yin Lou's own good?" A woman's faint voice came from somewhere.

Purple lightning split the sky, illuminating Xie Qingyao's miserable face.

Auntie rubbed her eyes suddenly, stepped back, and stepped into the clay basin where paper money was burned.

When she heard the scream, Aunt Eight's eyes went wide with fear and she ran out crawling, but the girl not far in front of her suddenly changed her appearance and became the wife of the Earl of Yongchang.

"Eighth brother's sister-in-law, you will be struck by lightning if you tell lies." The blood-soaked wife of the Earl of Yongchang gave Eighth Aunt a sinister smile and took a step forward.

"Ah, don't come over here, don't come over here!"

The wife of the Earl of Yongchang came behind Aunt Eight almost instantly and put her cool hands on her neck.

Aunt Ba soon found it difficult to breathe, and her face turned the color of liver.

"I told you to lie, I told you to lie!" Lady Yongchang repeated this sentence over and over again, "If you lie, you will be struck by lightning."

There was a loud bang, lightning and thunder, as if they were exploding next to Aunt Ba. Aunt Ba could even faintly smell the burnt smell of her hair.

The eighth aunt's mind suddenly collapsed, and she shouted: "Let me go, I won't dare to do it again, never again. We just want to keep the wealth within the family, so that Xie Yinlou can marry my niece. Then we will have the final say on the business of the Bo Mansion. We are all members of the Xie family, so when the Bo Mansion eats meat, we should at least give the clan members some soup..."

At the same time, my aunt said something similar: "If we don't marry our daughter here, won't Yin Lou's family treat her as a piece of fat meat? After all, Ying'er is his cousin, why should the dowry left by my sister-in-law be given to someone else?"

"You're crazy, shut up!" Xie Qingyao's uncle rushed over and gave his aunt a loud slap in the face.

Uncle Ba raised his foot and kicked Aunt Ba fiercely: "Idiot, are you crazy?"

It was raining heavily outside the mourning tent, but the dark clouds and mountains had dispersed at this moment, and the earth was bright again.

Everyone in the mourning shed had grim expressions on their faces, looking coldly at the two crazy women.

Aunt Eight and my aunt shuddered at the same time and gradually regained consciousness.

"What happened to me?" Auntie raised her hand to smooth her messy hair and touched a strand of hair that was burnt and curled. Her face turned pale immediately. She vaguely remembered that she had just stepped on the clay pot for burning paper money and the sparks had burnt the scattered hair.

"How dare you ask, are you possessed by evil spirits?" Uncle Eight roared angrily.

A sneer came, with the unique crispness of a young girl.

Xie Qingyao looked at these people with ulterior motives expressionlessly. When everyone's attention was drawn to her, she suddenly covered her face and cried, "It turns out that my aunt and my eighth aunt don't really care about my eldest brother. If my eldest brother really agreed to get married on the seventh day after his death, my parents would definitely die with regrets..."

The girl looked at her brother in grief and said, "Brother, is that right?"

Xie Yinlou looked at everyone with eyes that seemed to have frozen: "Yes, so please don't mention Re Xiaonei's marriage anymore, elders."