Chapter 129 Xing Dairong is dead

Cheng Yunshuo at this time.

Getting drunk in a brothel.

All the girls in the brothel gathered around him.

But he didn't let any of them get close to him and just drank alone.

"Master, what's wrong with you? You said you would take me to the brothel to see it for myself, but you're just drinking here!"

A clear female voice rang out.

"Or are you still thinking about that wonderful woman at home?"

Cheng Yunshuo glanced at her and said, "You should go back! This is not the place for you!"

A group of people on the side started to make noises, "Aruo, it's enough that you've seen it before, hurry back!"

"Once you leave, our main event will begin!"

"You didn't understand what your master said!"

Du Ruo glared at everyone with a red face amid the booing. "Tsk! There's nothing interesting here."

She was chased away, and when she reached the door, she saw the servants from the Marquis's Mansion coming again.

"Please tell our prince that something big has happened in the mansion. Madam, please ask the prince to go back!"

After hearing this, Du Ruo said to the others, "Get out! Get rid of everyone! My master will not come home until he is drunk tonight, and no one is allowed to disturb him!"

All the people in the mansion were sent back and were not allowed to come in again.

Not long after these people left, Cheng Yunshuo, who was drinking alone in the house, suddenly felt a stagnation in his heart. He seemed to have sensed something, and he stood up suddenly, his mind full of Xing Dairong.

"Yun Shuo, what's wrong with you?"

"If you are really worried, go back and have a look!"

Listening to what the people around him said, Cheng Yunshuo stopped and just asked the servants if anyone from their mansion had come.

Hearing that there was no answer, he sat down in panic.

Since no one is looking for him, that means nothing is wrong, so let it be.

Besides, what would he go back to do?

Does he want him to apologize for Xing Dairong?

It's impossible.

At most, he didn't divorce her.

He no longer had any feelings for her. He felt disgusted and annoyed just looking at her. He simply couldn't treat her like before and he didn't even have anything to say to her.

She didn't understand his work at all, nor did she care about it. She also didn't understand his thoughts and interesting stories. All she did every day was ask him if he had any women and who the women were.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yunshuo became annoyed again.

From beginning to end, he and she are actually people from two different worlds.

They are so far off.

There was only an intersection when we first met, but with every day that followed, we were actually moving further and further apart.

He didn't understand Xing Dairong at all, and Xing Dairong didn't understand him either.

They only loved each other madly, desperately, intensely and deeply at that moment of collision. But in the end, between them, there were thousands of mountains covered with razor blades.

That is the gap between them.

With every step forward, the blade would grind the soles of their feet until they were bleeding.

It's easy to fall in love, but it's hard to live with each other.

Cheng Yunshuo couldn't figure it out, so he drank like crazy, thinking about all the bad things Xing Dairong had done to suppress the panic in his heart.

After all, Xing Dairong called him a traitor and a liar.

That's him.

That's it.

the next day.

Cheng Yunshuo woke up from his hangover.

He went to the Duwei Mansion and worked absent-mindedly for a whole day. It was not until the evening that he returned to the Marquis' Mansion.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he felt something strange.

The servants looked at him with complicated expressions.

He did not return to his own courtyard. He hesitated on the way to Yaoguang Pavilion because he was afraid of passing by Yuerong Pavilion and seeing Xing Dairong again.

I was afraid that if I saw her, she would go crazy, and I was afraid of arguing with her again.

She was so upset.

He went directly to Lu Lingyun's yard.

But as soon as he entered Lu Lingyun's yard, he discovered more differences.

There were several nuns in Lu Lingyun's yard.

"The ritual will take three days."

"Yes, Madam."

"What ritual?"

Cheng Yunshuo's voice sounded, and he walked into the house.

Seeing Cheng Yunshuo's haggard expression, Lu Lingjun's eyes were filled with disappointment. "The prince is back."

Just at this moment, the shrill cries of children were heard from the house.

Xiaowei and Xiaoqin hurriedly carried the two children out.

These are the twins Xing Dairong gave birth to yesterday, a pair of boy and girl twins.

What's terrible is that Xing Dairong was born full-term, but the two children are much smaller than little Bing'an, especially the little girl, who was stillborn when she was born yesterday.

Lu Lingyun refused to give up and was determined to save the baby, and finally brought the dead fetus back to life.

The older son was also pitifully weak, like a kitten, and it seemed as if he would die if he was shaken a little more.

Lu Lingyun stayed with the two children for most of the night and managed to bring them back to life.

"Slow down, slow down."

Lu Lingyun spoke carefully and gently, taking the children from both sides and began to coax them.

Cheng Yunshuo was startled when he saw the two newborn children, then he said with surprise in his eyes, "She gave birth to them."

"Yes, Aunt Xing gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl." Lu Lingyun said in a cold tone.

The joy in Cheng Yunshuo's eyes was even greater than when he saw little Bing'an being born. He couldn't help but step forward and want to hug the child.

Lu Lingyun dodged and said, "Don't hold them, my lord. These two children are very weak and need to be taken good care of."

Cheng Yunshuo stopped thinking about hugging the children. He stared at the two children closely. They were indeed as fragile as kittens and not as fragile as Bing'an.

"Where's Xing Dairong?"

He finally asked Xing Dairong.

Lu Lingyun raised her head and met his eyes, "Aunt Xing is dead."

At this time, the servants also came in to report.

"Madam, the coffin has been made overnight."

"Should the remains of Aunt Xing be preserved or kept in the temple?"

Cheng Yunshuo listened to the servants' consecutive words and was so shocked that he stood there in a daze.

Lu Lingyun looked at him and said, "Prince, you make the decision."

She called Cheng Yunshuo several times in a row, but Cheng Yunshuo ignored her. When she called Cheng Yunshuo for the last time, Cheng Yunshuo just said something.

"Good death!"

He just ran away.

"Prince, where are you going?"

Cheng Yunshuo went to the brothel again.

And I stayed there for three days.

At first, Lu Lingyun asked people to look for him several times, but there was no response. Later, when he was at a loss, he decided to do it himself.

The nuns performed a three-day ritual and put Xing Dairong into the coffin. However, Cheng Yunshuo did not show up when the coffin was about to be closed, and he still did not show up when the coffin was about to be buried.

Cheng Yunshuo spent his entire time in brothels and even stopped doing his job. He became a completely dissolute playboy and a heartless man.

Lu Lingyun was too lazy to look for him, so she went with the other concubines in the mansion to bury Xing Dairong and sent his spirit tablet to the Buddhist temple.

Surprisingly, Qiu Ling, who had fought Xing Dairong the most fiercely, cried the most.

She also gave her one of her own gold hairpins as a burial object.

After returning home, he volunteered to go to the Buddhist temple to chant sutras for Xing Dairong for a month.

Lu Lingyun agreed to both.

She didn't have much energy to care about other things because she received letters from Qin and the old marquis.

They had just finished attending the funeral at the Duke of Qin's mansion and would be returning to the capital soon.

This time, they are also bringing a lady.