klisemfg Chapter 841 Chapter 841
Chapter 841 Chapter 841
The old princess shook her head and cried, "We have been married for more than 40 years, and I never thought we would be separated like this. Every time I think of this, my heart aches terribly! My Lord, if you can't take me with you..."
As soon as the crying sounded, the women stood up one after another.
Princess Hongan supported her right side, "You are a noble man, you must not be like this, look at your brothers and sisters, think more about them."
After saying this, he also shed tears.
When the women around heard this, they thought of their lost relatives at home and their eyes became wet.
Seeing that the old princess was very sad, Cheng Shi tried to hold back her tears and choked up to persuade her, "Mother, let your daughter-in-law help you to come over and send Father off, okay?"
The old princess nodded with difficulty, unable to stop her tears, and called out the word "Prince" in a low voice, each word breaking one's heart.
"My Lord..."
As the funeral was about to begin, firecrackers were set off. When the old princess heard the noise, she burst into tears and leaned on Cheng's arm as she staggered out.
The room was not big, but it was crowded with too many female relatives. The maids heard the noise and came to the door to greet their masters.
Suddenly, it became crowded.
Song Guanzhou didn't like crowds, so he just walked at the back. The old lady and the eldest lady of the Qin family looked back several times, but their sight was blocked by the women of other families.
When she wanted to leave the courtyard and look for him again, the old princess grabbed Madam Qin's hand and said, "Sister, please accompany me..."
The old lady of the Qin family signaled to her eldest daughter-in-law to pay more attention to Song Guanzhou, but when Pei Qiuyun, the Princess of Ming County, saw her looking back to look for her fourth brother's wife, she frowned slightly, and then she thought about it and went forward to hold Madam Qin's hand, "It's been a few years since we last met, and Sister Lan and I have become unfamiliar."
"The Princess is joking, how can it be strange..."
Pei Qiuyun held her wrist and walked out with the other female relatives. She wanted to look back, but was stopped by the maids and servants coming out of the side rooms.
"Who is Sister Lan looking for?"
Mrs. Qin thought of the letter sent by the second son in recent days, and knew that the princess in front of her had made things difficult for Song Guanzhou many times, so she had to swallow the truth in her heart.
After hesitating for a moment, he was taken out of the old princess's courtyard by Pei Qiuyun.
The funeral is a chaotic one.
Hundreds of mourners carried banners and flags, hundreds of monks followed behind, chanting sutras, servants served as guards, and hundreds of people carried sacrificial paper goods in front and behind. There were also a large number of filial sons and grandsons in mourning, kneeling under the mourning shed.
Pei An was worried about Song Guanzhou, but he had no time to go in at the moment.
Not to mention entering, even looking for Linshan can't find him. Prince An has a gentle temperament and rarely argues with others. He has a very good relationship with people both in the court and in the opposition.
Therefore, the number of people who came to pay their respects was several times more than expected.
The heavy snow fell all over the sky, but it did not stop everyone from seeing Prince An off for the last time.
Pei An stared at the direction coming out of the inner courtyard and saw wave after wave of female guests, but no trace of Song Guanzhou.
He wanted to ask someone, but Liu Ke stopped him, "Old Four, come and help me."
"Please give your orders, Prince."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Ke pulled him aside and said, "I don't know which bastard threw a handful of snow on my neck. Hurry up and take it out for my brother-in-law."
what?
This is outrageous!
Seeing everyone busy kowtowing and kneeling, Pei An was speechless and put his hand into the collar of Liu Ke, who was wearing mourning clothes...
In such chaos, He Jiang planned to stand there for a while and then retreat. He stood alone in a corridor not far away, wearing a dark brocade robe and looking very low-key. He had helped the prince a lot of things earlier, but now that there was a funeral, his identity was awkward and it was not appropriate for him to move forward.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his sleeve from behind and said, "Prince, I'll bring you some clothes."
A familiar voice, yet not one that he often heard, rang in his ears. He Jiang thought, it's impossible?
Turning around, I saw a tall woman, in plain clothes, with her hair tied up and a veil covering half of her face, standing obediently behind him.
"you……"
He Jiang frowned, "This is not the place for you today, go back quickly." Although he said that, he looked at Song Youan dressed as a woman, and a smile rose in his eyes, "This kind of dress is quite unique."
Song Youan handed him some clothes and said, "It snowed hard all of a sudden. I was afraid that you would be cold. I drove here alone with all my heart. How come I didn't even get a single kind word from you?"
After saying that, he twisted half of his waist.
If it is said that this kind of charm is really irresistible to He Jiang, he looked around and saw that few people were looking at this place. He felt itchy and winked at Song Youan, "You go back to the house, I will find time to come back later."
The desire in the eyes is self-evident.
Song Youan snorted and laughed, "I came to give you clothes, not for your favor. I have been to this Prince An's Mansion several times in the past. Humph, Prince, don't worry about me. I will take care of myself."
"Nonsense, there are so many people coming and going in the palace today, don't let anyone see it."
Although he said this, his eyes could not hide his lust.
Song Youan didn't say anything else, just snorted and laughed, walked to the end of the corridor, looked back and raised his eyebrows, and looked at He Jiang deeply. This look was full of charm and seduction, making people's mouths hot and their hearts restless.
He Jiang thought that his zodiac sign conflicted with Prince An's, so he just avoided him.
When she thought of this, she walked along the corridor holding the clothes, following Song Youan not far away.
Song Youan followed the direction pointed by Meng Xiaoxing and went to Yingxue Pavilion.
Although there were maids and old women passing by in a hurry along the way, the heavy snow really drove people away, and no one was too lazy to stop and ask He Jiang.
Anyway, I couldn't see clearly who it was, but it seemed to be the master.
They would salute randomly or take a side path.
It saves a lot of trouble. Otherwise, who would have the patience to serve these guests who would ask for a charcoal basin and hot tea?
The plaque of Yingxue Pavilion has been weathered by wind and rain, and the words on it are a little blurred.
But Song Youan didn't look at it at all, and pushed the door open and walked in, "Prince, wait for me for a moment, I'll go in and find a cup of tea, and we can find a place to hide and talk."
"I'm with you."
Song Youan chuckled and his figure flashed by, "Prince, just wait."
He Jiang stood at the door, watching the heavy snow falling. He could originally see the red walls and green tiles, but they were slowly all covered by the heavy snow.
He waited for a while, it was really cold.
He could only shake out the clothes Song Youan had brought him, put them on randomly, stamped his feet, and called out from the half-open door, "Anlang, Anlang..."
The courtyard was silent and no one answered.
Although Yingxue Pavilion is an independent courtyard, it is not far from the courtyard next door. He Jiang felt it was inappropriate to stand there, so he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.
"Anlang!"
The courtyard was not big. There was no trace of flowers, plants or trees in the small square yard. The heavy snow falling from the sky was like a natural curtain, making it difficult for He Jiang to see Song Youan's figure. He could vaguely hear someone waving at him in front of a door not far away.
Humph, little fox, you really know how to find a place!