Li Qingzhu's coffin was placed in the side hall.
However, Li Qingluo could see from the front yard that everything was white.
White soul-guiding banners, white tents, and white paper money scattered all over the ground.
Countless maids and servants in linen clothes knelt in front of the coffin, sobbing and burning paper and incense.
Here, Li Chaojing and Qu were sitting in the lobby. Qu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and Li Chaojing seemed to have aged several years overnight.
Li Qingluo was brought in and Li Chaojing asked her to kneel down.
The majesty and intimidation in his eyes was unquestionable.
Li Qingluo knew that if she didn't kneel, Li Chaojing, the head of the family, would have plenty of ways to make her kneel.
There was no need for her to suffer, so she knelt down obediently.
Li Chaojing originally thought that she was very unruly, but he didn't expect that she was so obedient at this moment.
However, when he thought that everything that happened in the General's Mansion today was caused by her, a hint of cruelty flashed in Li Chaojing's eyes.
"Evil beast! Are you truly heartless? Your brother only asked you to come over and light a stick of incense for Zhu'er. If you didn't want to, then that's all. Why did you stab him?"
Qu cried softly, "I don't know what you're thinking. But Zhu'er has been by my side since she was little. She's my sweetheart, my treasure. She's been your daughter, your filial son to your parents. Even if you have a heart made of stone, you should still burn some incense and paper for her, right?"
"My poor Zhu'er, mother really hates you, you are the piece that fell off my body..."
“Wuwuwu…”
Li Qingluo smiled bitterly and pulled the corners of his mouth.
She thought that she really no longer cared about it.
But at this moment, her heart was still filled with pain as if it were being pricked by needles.
Just treat it as the last time...
For the last time, she was so cowardly.
Li Qingluo lifted her braid, raised her head, and exposed the bruises and swelling on her neck.
"Father, Mother. Luo'er is not a cruel brother-killer, but if Luo'er had not fought back, I'm afraid there would have been another coffin in this General's Mansion today."
She spoke lightly, and there was clearly no grievance or resentment in her tone, but Li Chaojing and the Qu couple still felt a tightness in their chests.
There was disbelief in the eyes of both of them.
"How could Chuan'er... be like this..."
Violent.
The words of defense came to Qu's lips, but she refused to utter them.
Because the wound on Li Qingluo's neck was too shocking!
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