The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Just wondering, I saw Feng Yuning coming in from the outside.

She had already changed her clothes and put on her makeup, and was standing at the door with a smile on her face, looking at him.

"Have you forgotten today's day? Your funeral is still waiting for you."

Zhan Xiaocheng saw that Feng Yuning was dressed in a black formal suit, and the makeup on her face was also plain. It looked like she was going to a funeral.

This……

"Mom, what's a funeral? Why is it Uncle's funeral?"

Dole asked if he didn't understand, looking at his mother helplessly.

Feng Yuning covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "A funeral is when a person dies, and everyone gathers to bid farewell to him."

Hearing this, Duo Le was so frightened that he covered his mouth.

"Then, is that uncle dead? Is this uncle a ghost now?"

Duofu couldn't help but rolled his eyes seeing his sister's silly look.

"How could uncle be a ghost? Ghosts are impossible to touch and grasp, and dead people are cold and hard. You can touch uncle to see if he is hot."

Hearing what his younger brother said, Duo Le tentatively touched Zhan Xiaocheng's hand.

Hey, it really is hot, it really is soft.

Then, why did mother say that today is uncle's funeral?
The grown-ups speak so profoundly that she can't even understand them.

"Change and eat, get ready to go."

Feng Yuning threw a white suit in her hand in front of Zhan Xiaocheng, and said with a smile.

"Why do you wear black and I wear white? Shouldn't we both wear couple clothes?"

Zhan Xiaocheng was very dissatisfied with this color.

"Brother, wake up, today is your big day. This black is only worn by the living. As for you, you have become an angel, so you have to wear white. Have you ever seen a black angel?"

Feng Yuning pursed her lips, unreasonably dismissing his request.

War Owl City: "..."

Once this woman returns to normal, she won't be cute at all!

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Who will let people have the final say now?
"Uncle, don't pick and choose, let me tell you, last time I picked clothes, my mother spanked me."

Dole kindly reminded.

Really, this is a bloody experience, I have shared it with you, you must not make mistakes.

Looking at his daughter's worried eyes, Zhan Xiaocheng couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, I won't pick and choose, let's listen to my mother, okay?"

After changing his clothes, Zhan Xiaocheng specially shaved his beard and tidied his hair. When he went downstairs, he was already a high-spirited dead man, oh no, Mr. Ba.

Downstairs, everyone from the Feng family was there, looking at him with unison, as if they were watching... the excitement?
"Ahem, Zhan Xiaocheng, I want to ask, how do you feel now?"

Feng Mingli couldn't help asking.

This is just too weird, isn't it?Going to his funeral in a neat suit, this is simply a ghost movie!
"Next time, I can also give you a chance to try the feeling of attending your own funeral. I will pay for it, and you are responsible for enjoying it."

Looking at Feng Mingli, Zhan Xiaocheng said with a sad smile.

Feng Mingli couldn't help shivering: "Forget it, I don't want this kind of experience, just write me a [-]-character postscript in the evening."

Well, what a great feeling it was to go to my own funeral!

Feng Nanzheng tapped Feng Mingli on the head with his chopsticks.

"Shut up, no one will treat you as dumb."

Being reprimanded by his own father, Feng Mingli reluctantly shut up.

"Xiaocheng, have you arranged everything for today? Nothing will go wrong, right?"

Feng Nanzheng asked with concern.

The opponent is not the kind of weak chicken, but also a character who will counterattack if he is not careful. If there is any omission in this plan, the direction of the matter will be...

"Dad, do you still need to worry about this matter? Who is he? People like him are always ruthless in doing things, and won't give the other party a chance to resist. "

Feng Yuning smiled, as if she felt that her father's worries were unnecessary.

"That's right, Xiaocheng's methods are known to everyone."

Feng Nanzheng smiled and said: "Okay, then we will wait for the good news of your triumphant return at home, come, eat and eat, and leave quickly after eating, don't be late."

The dinner table of Feng's family is always lively.

The three brothers of the Feng family and Feng Nanzheng are the kind of people who take care of the family. Whenever they have time, they try to sit and eat with their families as much as possible.

And this kind of liveliness is the warmth that Zhan Xiao City has not enjoyed for many years.

He looked at a large table of people, old and young men and women chatting and laughing, and his heart seemed not so heavy anymore.

After breakfast, it is already 08:30.

Feng Yuning carried her bag and walked out together with Zhan Xiaocheng.

"Your father...don't stop you? After all, this matter..."

On the contrary, Zhan Xiaocheng hesitated a little.

"I'm not a child, what did he stop me for? Besides, is your funeral a dragon's den or a tiger's den? If you go in, you will be smashed to pieces?"

Feng Yuning joked with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhan Xiaocheng smiled.

"Even if it's a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, as long as I'm here, I'll let you go home safe and sound."

"So let's go quickly, if you keep moaning, you really won't be able to keep up with the excitement."

If Zhan Xiaocheng was still on crutches, Feng Yuning would probably drag him out directly.

On the way to the funeral, the expressions of both of them were very calm and relaxed.

There was a driver driving, they sat side by side in the back, and neither of them spoke.

When he was about to arrive, Zhan Xiaocheng quietly held Feng Yuning's hand.

"Xiao Ning, thank you."

Hearing this, Feng Yuning didn't speak, nor did she pull out her hand.

She just smiled, then turned and looked out the window, watching the scenery flash by outside the car window.

Zhan Xiaocheng held Feng Yuning's hand tightly, and his mood quickly became calm and stable.

With her here, what else is he afraid of?

Meanwhile, the foyer where the funeral is being held is in turmoil.

Ren Qing was wearing a long black dress, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help frowning.

"No, this makeup is not good, how many times have I told you? It makes me look haggard, but what are you? It's old, am I that old?"

The makeup artist didn't dare to speak, and while apologizing, changed Ren Qing's makeup.

Ren Qing looked sullen, full of anger and unwillingness, and after a while, he looked at Zhan Liancheng who was resting on the sofa behind him with his eyes closed.

"What do you think about what I said yesterday? Sanhe can't keep it any longer, he is from Zhan Xiaocheng at all."

Zhan Liancheng frowned impatiently: "Let's talk about this after the incident, today's matter is hundreds of times more important than Sanhe, don't put the cart before the horse."

"Put my words here, if you want me to continue to help you, Sanhe must..."

Just about to say the word "death", Ren Qing stopped talking when he saw the makeup artist.

"it is good."

Zhan Liancheng was silent, and nodded in agreement with Ren Qing's request.

"As soon as today's matter is over, I will send someone to deal with it immediately, but in exchange, you have to deal with Liu Xiaoxiao."

The mother and son began to talk about the conditions in the most ruthless tone.

I don't know when it started, the mother is no longer a mother, and the son is no longer a son.

This is the giant!