Chapter 127 The little girl is getting bolder
The next day.
Wen Xingluo fell asleep in the mourning hall and was not woken up by the noise until early morning.
In the yard, Mu Zhiqiu's guards kept asking the Wen family where they had hidden their young lady. They ignored Wen Rufeng's humble apology and turned the county government office upside down like crazy.
Wen Xingluo stepped out of the mourning hall and looked at the messy courtyard. He said lightly: "Sister Mu didn't want to stay with me at the Wen family. I think she got up early and went back to the Zhenbei Palace. Why don't you two go back and take a look?"
After the guards hurried away, she looked at Wen Rufeng, who was relieved, and said, "Brother, it's time to start the funeral."
Xu Miaomiao scolded unhappily, "Since when has it been your turn to make decisions about the Wen family? Your eldest brother has the final say on when the spirits are released, so why are you giving orders blindly? In our Xu family, there are no girls like you who don't know the rules!"
Wen Rufeng agreed, "Xingluo, your sister-in-law is right!"
Wen Xingluo glanced at the coffin in the mourning hall and said nothing.
After the whole family had finished breakfast, Wen Rufeng finally said, "Okay, we can start the funeral now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of soldiers suddenly rushed into the yard.
The black-armored soldiers made way, and a young man with a gold hairpin, red clothes, leather belt and military boots appeared in front of everyone.
"Thank you, Prince?"
Everyone was shocked and suspicious.
Wen Rufeng was the first to react. He stepped forward with a smile and said, "Could it be that the prince is here to pay his respects to my father? My humble abode is simple, and I don't have any good tea. I wonder what kind of tea the prince likes. I'll have my wife go buy some right away!"
Xie Guanlan looked at the girl standing under the eaves. "The guards from the prefectural government came to me and said that Mu Zhiqiu had disappeared from the Wen family. Is this true?"
He didn't want to deal with this mess.
However, Mu Zhiqiu came to Chengdu in a grand manner under the pretext of raising funds for the disaster victims and was admired by countless people in the southwest. He could not ignore her disappearance.
A row of white lanterns hang under the eaves.
The girl in mourning clothes was like the moon shrouded in cold smoke, with a white silk flower pinned in her temples. The blush at the corners of her eyes slanted into her temples. In the late autumn morning covered with white frost, she looked so weak and delicate that I felt pity for her.
The moment their eyes met, Xie Guanlan knew that Mu Zhiqiu's disappearance was related to her.
This little girl is becoming more and more courageous.
He called out, "Wen Ningning."
Wen Xingluo said calmly, "I went to the mourning hall after dinner last night and didn't see Sister Mu. I think she's not used to the climate here, so she might have returned to Yangcheng."
Xie Guanlan twisted the sachet around his waist.
In public, he couldn't openly favor Wen Ningning.
You still have to pretend.
He ordered, "Search."
The black-armored soldiers searched the Wen family's house again. They searched carefully, even checking the cellar and the roof.
While they were waiting, Wen Rufeng led Wen Yueyin forward and said with an apologetic smile, "My Lord, I made a decision yesterday and had Xingluo and Yueyin swap their identities. Now Xingluo is the elder sister, and Yueyin is the younger sister. From now on, Yueyin will be your and my little sister! My Lord, please love her more, considering her delicate body, her illness, and her father's untimely death!"
Xie Guanlan sat on the armchair brought by Fushan, with his long legs casually crossed.
He leaned back lazily and glanced at Wen Xingluo.
The little girl was still standing under the eaves.
That snow-white little face was unusually calm, and she didn't seem to be worried at all that Mu Zhiqiu would be found out.
He retracted his gaze, "Why, Miss Wen is so delicate, weak, and sickly. Is it me who caused it? Or was it me who caused Wen Qingsong's death a long time ago?"
"This..." Wen Rufeng was embarrassed, "Of course it has nothing to do with the prince..."
"If it's unrelated, why should I love her?" Xie Guanlan scoffed. "I can't even love my own sister, so how can I have time to love an outsider?"
Wen Rufeng was anxious, "How can it be an outsider? Yue Yin is the youngest, and she should be held in the palm of our hands, protected and loved! Not to mention you, the prince, even the King of Zhenbei and the Queen Mother should love Yue Yin! As for Wen Xingluo, she is the elder sister now, she should give in to her younger sister——"
"Alright." Xie Guanlan interrupted him, "I'm going to make a decision today. From now on, Young Master Wen will no longer be the eldest son in the Wen family. He will be directly ranked as a grandson. Ningning."
Wen Xingluo understood and called out to Wen Rufeng, "Nephew."
Nephew, nephew...
Wen Rufeng was stunned for a moment, then angrily said, "What the hell is this?! I'm the eldest son of the Wen family, how can I go to the grandson's level?! This is a mess, a complete mess!"
Wen Xingluo sneered.
Does he still know what's going on?
How come he didn't know that things were going to get messed up when he arranged for Wen Yueyin to be her sister?
While the commotion was going on here, the black-armored soldiers had already searched the mourning hall.
Inside the coffin, Mu Zhiqiu had a splitting headache and the buzzing sound in his ears was overwhelming.
Wen Xingluo hit her head so hard last night that she could feel a sticky liquid on it in the dark. She must have been bleeding from the blow.
Wen Xingluo knocked her unconscious and hid her in a coffin.
She wanted her to disappear from the world silently!
This woman is more cruel than she imagined!
Mu Zhiqiu knocked on the coffin wall with difficulty, "Is there... anyone there?"
But she was already seriously injured and dying, and the air in the coffin was thin and it was difficult for her to breathe. She was completely exhausted and powerless, and the noise she made was far from enough to attract attention from outside.
She lay in the coffin, breathing hard, and forced her heavily closed eyelids open. She groped slowly with her ten fingers and finally felt a crack in the coffin.
She pulled out her hairpin and cut her palm, letting the blood drip into the gap.
Blood gushed out of the cracks and slowly spread across the floor tiles.
The black-armored soldiers quickly noticed this unusual situation.
After looking at each other, they immediately reported the whole story to Xie Guanlan.
Under the locust tree.
After hearing the report from the black-armored soldier, Xie Guanlan glanced at Wen Xingluo.
The girl remained calm throughout, as if she was not afraid that Mu Zhiqiu would be rescued alive.
It seems that there is a backup plan.
He ordered the coffin to be opened.
The black-armored soldiers carried the coffin into the yard and opened it in public.
The dazzling sunlight made Mu Zhiqiu close his eyes tightly.
She listened to the screams of the people around her. Although she knew she was saved, the experience of being at the gates of hell still made her feel cold all over.
She wants to identify Wen Xingluo!
She wanted her to be kicked out of the palace and ruined!
Just at this moment, a soft hand suddenly helped her up.
Wen Xingluo let Mu Zhiqiu lean against her chest and asked with concern, "Sister Mu, how did you get into the coffin? Last night, I was so sad that I fainted in the mourning hall. Could it be that you hid in there? You really made us worried!"
After she finished speaking, she whispered in Mu Zhiqiu's ear, "I have some connections in the capital. If Sister Mu dares to point the finger at me, I will immediately let the emperor know that the Mu family has betrayed him. By then, my eldest brother has not yet accepted the Mu family, and the emperor is disgusted with your betrayal. The Mu family will be attacked from all sides. I don't know what to do."
Mu Zhiqiu knew that Wen Xingluo had some inexplicable connection with the capital.
It is said that the head of the Shen family was thrown into jail in the capital, and it was Wen Xingluo who came up with an idea to rescue him.
Mu Zhiqiu didn’t know who Wen Xingluo’s so-called “connections” were, but her threats did make her feel dangerous.
The relationship between my father and Xie Guanlan is still in the stage of mutual testing. Both the Taishou Mansion and the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion are pursuing maximization of interests, and so far there is no intention of turning against each other.
You can hear the stars falling...
She came up and wanted to overturn the table.
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