Compared with the Jiji Ceremony that shocked the whole Chang'an not long ago, the funeral of the Duke and Duchess of the United Kingdom seemed rather dull.

When Qi Baixuan's life was hanging by a thread, people who were close to him all came to the British government. Ji Xinxue told Chunxiao, Qingzhu and others last night to go to the various government offices to pay their respects at dawn.Euphemistically hinting to his friends, he and Yu Heng don't need to look at his and Yu Heng's face, and came to the British government to express his condolences.

He was willing to let Qi Shisan, who had no time to bully Yu Heng, taste some sweetness when he wanted to achieve a certain purpose, but he would not repay kindness with kindness and honor the kind-hearted British princess.

The people who were closest to Yu Heng and Ji Xinxue on weekdays were silent about the death of the British Duke and Duchess, not only did they not go to the British Duke's residence to express their condolences, they even did not send someone to greet them.

The people who rushed to the British government purely to curry favor with Yu Heng and Ji Xinxue felt uneasy when they saw this, and tried their best to find out what was going on with Yu Heng and Ji Xinxue.

Knowing that Yu Heng and Ji Xinxue only used incense when the British princess moved into the mourning hall, they rushed back to the palace on the grounds that there were piles of political affairs to be resolved.They couldn't hide their panic, and dispersed within half an hour.

On the other hand, the government doctor of the British government and the imperial doctor who stayed in the British government to take care of Qi Baixuan's health all came to the conclusion that the British princess died during the Shen Dynasty.

The servant did not find out that the British Duchess had passed away until the next day.

There was a full eight hours in between.

According to the rules of the aristocratic family, when the deceased is still warm, he should put on new clothes and build a mourning hall, otherwise the deceased will feel unwilling and turn into a ghost...

In short, it's terrible.

Therefore, the first wife of the Duke of England, the mistress of the Qi family, died.No matter how you calculate it, it is a big event within the family, but there are only a few people who are willing to go to the British government to express their condolences.

Even these people couldn't hide the panic between their brows after entering the mourning hall.

They completed the steps of condolence absent-mindedly like rabbits being chased by a bear, and immediately left the British government.

The British Duke and Qi Baizhi both hurried back to the British Duke's residence from Cui Taishi's mansion when they heard the news that the British Duke's wife had passed away.I don't know if it was because of the guilt towards the British princess, or because of taboos in my heart, I passed out one after another and failed to show up in the mourning hall.

Qi Boxuan was not afraid of the 'big ominous', so he deliberately asked his servants to find a plain dress with luxurious dark patterns embroidered on the skirt and cuffs to wear under the sackcloth, and calmly sent the British princess to the last journey.

Although she woke up late, she only realized the horror of Qi's bloodline when she was dying.

But the early release, from the beginning to the end, only less than two hours of pain, is really a blessed person.

Not like him... Ugh.

Forget it, it's useless to think too much, I can only reap the blessings of Auntie.

Chu Qingjiu thought that the strange color between Qi Baixuan's brows was the result of extreme grief and confusion, and cautiously persuaded, "Liu Lang's condolences are due to the slackness of the servants in the main courtyard, which made the old lady go so restlessly."

You must not beat yourself up.

The smile on the corner of Qi Boxuan's mouth did not change at all, and he asked casually, "What are the rumors in the mansion?"

He was incapable of hiding his whereabouts, nor had he thought of doing so.

At least the master of the British government will know that he went to see the British princess, and then the British princess rushed to the British prince's study with a dagger on her skirt.

Does it mean that he killed his biological mother?

Still unfilial?

Chu Qingjiu was at a loss for words.

How can those obscene words dirty Liu Lang's ears?

The oncoming guards rescued Chu Qingjiu who was struggling in time.

The five guards knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "There are many people in the mourning hall, and they are prone to filth. The Duke is sympathetic to Liu Lang's recovering from a serious illness, so you are not allowed to guard the mourning for your wife."

Qi Boxuan looked over the head of the guards and looked at the mourning hall, the sudden indifference and sarcasm in his eyes almost turned into reality.

Originally, he wasn't sure that the Duke of England refused to go to the mourning hall because he felt 'ashamed' and dared not face the Duke and Duchess of England.Still shocked by the bad news, regretting the previous behavior, it is difficult to support the sick body.

Now it seems...

Qi Boxuan suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, nodded kindly, and said in a gentle voice, "That's fine, maybe Auntie doesn't want to see me, so I'll go and say hello to Aye."

The guard didn't answer.

Their task is to prevent Qi Baixuan from going to the mourning hall, and will not restrict Qi Baixuan from going to other places.

A sigh appeared in Chu Qingjiu's eyes, and in order to eliminate Qi Baixuan's regret that he did not go to the mourning hall, he specifically asked about the situation in the guard mourning hall.

The answer made him unable to recover for a long time.

Unable to bear the shock of the sudden death of the British Duke and his wife, Ying Gong and Qi Baizhi are bedridden and unable to go to the mourning hall.

While taking care of Qi Baizhi, Princess Yiyun said that Mr. Dalang's zodiac sign was incompatible with the British wife, which would disturb the soul of the British lady. He specially ordered Dalang to go to Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing to pray for the British lady.

The time of Mr. Wulang's birth coincided with the death of the British princess, and the five elements of the thirteen ladies violated taboos with the British princess, and she could not stay in the British palace.One was sent to the Prince's Mansion of Xinyang County, and the other was sent to another Zhuangzi to pray for the British Duke and Duchess.

Now in the entire big house, only Qi Baizhi's personal servant, Princess Yiyun's maid and servants of the young masters are in the mourning hall for the master to guard the spirit of the British princess.

Compared with the big house, the three-bedroom house is not outrageous.

When Vice-Lieutenant Qi was having fun with Tong Fang the night before, some unexpected accidents happened and he had to stay in bed to recuperate.Zheng was so angry that she couldn't get up from bed and could only recuperate.

Qi Yanhe was not ill, but his horoscope was incompatible with that of the British duchess, and he rushed to Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing non-stop to pray for the British duchess, just like the husband and wife of the big house.

Therefore, in the mourning hall of the British duchess, there is no third-bedroom master, only a servant who cries for the master.

Qi Boxuan stopped suddenly.

"You, go to Mrs. Li, ask her to pay her respects to the old lady, and explain in detail the scene of her death." He looked at the headed guard with fixed eyes, and smiled again, "I'm too afraid that Mrs. Li will be unhappy. I dare not associate with the old lady. Since the lady has not survived the old lady, let the old lady be happier."

Chu Qingjiu's eyes widened silently, and she unconsciously held her breath.

Why does he know every word Liu Lang said, but he can't understand it at all when put together?

He knew that Mrs. Li was the old lady's niece, but he had been by Liulang's side for many years, and he had never seen Mrs. Li or Mrs. Li's grand lord and Mrs. Li mentioned the old lady.

Instead, she vaguely heard the wind, and Lady Li smiled when she learned that the old lady had been reprimanded by the Fifth Highness, and rewarded the person who reported the letter with a pair of excellent bracelets.

Besides... no matter how he tasted Liulang's words, he felt that they were full of gloating that watching the excitement was not a big deal.

The leading guard was silent for a long time, and hesitantly responded to Qi Baixuan's words.In front of Qi Boxuan, order the other guards to find Li Niangzi and convey Qi Boxuan's order.

Qi Baixuan nodded in satisfaction, and continued to order, "Let Da Lang and find Qi Yanhe to come back to A Niang to keep a filial piety. If Qi Yanhe can't be found, he doesn't have to come back. In addition, tell the eldest lady to find the Thirteenth Lady. Similarly, if the Thirteenth Lady cannot be found, She doesn't have to come back either."

He said with a half-smile, "There can't be only people from the sixth room guarding the mourning hall. If Auntie really can't think about it and wants to arrest someone to accompany her, wouldn't there be a [-]% chance of arresting the sixth room?"

Chu Qingjiu's eyelids twitched violently, and suddenly felt that the occasional cold wind was extremely piercing, so she subconsciously pulled Qi Baixuan's cloak.

Although Qi Boxuan's words were even more sinister, the leading guards did not hesitate and immediately complied with his request.

Seeing this, Chu Qingjiu reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Eleven was also taken to the mourning hall. He is young and his eyes are particularly clear. I am afraid he will have nightmares at night."

"Who is Eleven Lord?" Qi Baixuan asked back.

Chu Qingjiu froze, embarrassment suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he whispered, "It's Mr. 26."

He has been in Jiangnan for ten years, and he has only been in Chang'an for two months. He always addresses the young master according to the ranking of the six houses. Mrs. Li's eldest son is Da Langjun, her eldest daughter is Da Niangzi, and the county king is the county king.

Qi Boxuan didn't even blink, and asked again, "Who is Mr. 26?"

Chu Qingjiu couldn't help raising her hand to test the temperature of Qi Baixuan's forehead, and her speech speed also unknowingly increased, "It's Qian Ji who gave birth to your husband last year, who just turned half a few days ago."

Qi Boxuan patted Chu Qingjiu's hand away, and said with a smile, "That is the grandson of the Duke and Madam, what does it have to do with me?"

Chu Qingjiu blinked blankly.

Is it okay?

The weirdness that had been purposely suppressed in the past resurfaced in Chu Qingjiu's mind again.

When the concubine Ji in the backyard gave birth, Liu Lang never asked about it, and when naming the little master, he also took out a collection of poems to refer to it.

Sometimes Liulang closes his eyes and points casually, and sometimes he asks Mr. Dalang to recite a poem randomly, and then chooses words from that poem at random.When Liu Lang was particularly impatient, he would even let him choose words directly.

When I heard that Mr. Dalang was born, Liulang selected six names, and after calculating the eight characters and five elements in turn, he decided to choose the character "Zhu".

The princess was pregnant, and Liu Lang became obsessed with collecting ancient books. He selected nearly a hundred characters with each meaning, and asked the princess to choose [-] of them.

When the eldest lady was born, the princess was lingering on the sick bed. Liu Lang didn't want to name her, so he asked Mrs. Li to name his daughter.

Starting from Mr. San Lang who was born in the second year of Changping, the little masters down there can only rely on luck to get a name from a collection of poems.

If it hadn't been for sure that Liu Lang himself was the one who was obsessed with women, and even bumped into Liu Lang and concubine Ji accidentally in the garden in the south of the Yangtze River... Chu Qingjiu would have doubted whether the little master from Lord San Lang to the next was Liu Lang's blood.

Qi Boxuan had no intention of explaining more to Chu Qingjiu.

Seeing that Chu Qingjiu was in a daze and stopped asking questions, he silently raised the corners of his mouth, and walked towards the courtyard of the British public as if nothing had happened, as if he was not the one who made his confidants and guards speechless with just a few words.

Those were born in the expectation of the British Duke and his wife. The wet nurses, servants and mentors who took care of them were all prepared by the British Duke and his wife.

He doesn't even care about his own children, let alone the children of the 'Qi family'?

The British government did not recuperate in the main hospital.

The government doctor said that he was saddened by grief, and it was best not to think about the death of the British princess.

Hearing this, the butler immediately ordered someone to clean up the desolate courtyard located in the northeast corner of the Duke's mansion, and carefully invited the Duke of England to recuperate there.

It has to be said that the housekeeper is very considerate, the distance between the new courtyard and the main courtyard is very far.Qi Boxuan had only walked less than one-third of the distance, and he began to feel short of breath, and had to accept Chu Qingjiu's suggestion, and the guards would carry him to see the Duke of England.

When he actually saw Duke Ying, Qi Boxuan couldn't even hear the funeral music.

The British official finished copying the scriptures with the last stroke and looked up at Qi Boxuan, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, "Sit down, you are just recovering from a serious illness, don't be tired."

Qi Baixuan nodded and comforted, "I can rest assured that Aye is fine. Although it's a pity that Aye's death, it shouldn't affect what Aye is doing."

The British Duke's eyes gradually revealed pain, "Ma'am is because of you...not only are you ungrateful, you didn't even let her leave with peace of mind."

Qi Boxuan lowered his eyelashes to block the sarcasm.

He was silent for a long time, then got up suddenly, strode to the side of Duke Ying, and knelt down straight, "I went to apologize to Auntie, but I didn't expect Auntie to be so disappointed, and even wanted to die with Aye. If I had known the return This is the result, I will not go to A Niang."

The British prince looked down at Qi Boxuan's dark head, and a deep hatred suddenly appeared in his eyes.

If it wasn't for Fenglang...

This kind of beast should be skinned and boned in front of the lady's soul!

"Yunniang was confused at the moment." The British Duke closed his eyes and sighed, "I don't blame her, I will definitely fulfill her last wish and lead the Qi family through this difficult time. Then I will hand over both the Qi family and the Duke's mansion to Da Lang, Go down with her."

"Although she is strong, she has some innocuous shortcomings. She is afraid of the dark, afraid of the cold, and can't be disturbed. If I go late, she may not be able to forgive me."

Speaking of this, the voice of the British Duke has changed from pain to expectation and satisfaction, as if he has foreseen the scene of the reunion with the British Duke and Duchess.

Qi Boxuan stared fixedly at the blood on the corner of Yingying's robe, and his voice suddenly became softer, "If I really repent, will Auntie forgive me?"

He raised his head and looked at the British Duke with expectations and admiration in his eyes, and two lines of tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.

The old face reflected in the cloudy eyes is eighty percent similar to the owner of the eyes.

British Duke bent down and took Qi Boxuan into his arms, and said softly, "Of course Yunniang will forgive you. You have been willful so many times before, when did Yunniang really get angry?"

Qi Boxuan's shoulders suddenly trembled violently, and the choking sound started from nothing, and gradually became presumptuous.

Why doesn't he have the good fortune of A Niang?

Not only did he still have to face this old face, but he was also hugged into his arms.

Chu Qingjiu who was outside the door looked up silently, his eyes hurting from the scorching sun.

He didn't think the king of the county decided to save Liulang because of his request.

But at this moment, he is regretting asking the county king to save Liulang.

Ji Xinxue and Yu Heng didn't stay in the palace for a long time, neither asked to see Emperor Changping, nor paid respects to Empress Dowager Su and Concubine Su, for fear of bringing bad luck into the Tranquility Palace.

They made some repairs in Ji Xinxue's Yuhe Palace, left the palace quietly, and returned to Princess An's Mansion.

Yu Heng stood quietly by the window for a moment, then walked towards the backyard in silence.

Seeing this, Ji Xinxue immediately followed.

Qingzhu grabs Zizhu and Chunxiao who also want to follow, and reminds them to be more honest with eyebrows and stares.

Yu Heng stopped in front of the small courtyard without a plaque next to the ancestral hall, and said in a low voice, "After I left the British government, people moved back some wooden boxes one after another. Inside were all the utensils and gadgets arranged by Auntie herself. Something I used as a kid."

When he first moved these wooden boxes back, he hated Qi Baizhi and Princess Yiyun deeply, and even had a grudge against the entire British government, so he had no intention of tidying up the wooden boxes.

As the years went by, his hatred for Qi Baizhi and Princess Yiyun gradually dissipated, but his grudge against the British government became more and more profound, and he didn't want to look back at the things in the wooden box and recall the past.

Yu Heng stared at the courtyard door with complicated eyes, neither entering nor leaving, as if he was still hesitating.

Ji Xinxue took Yu Heng's hand and walked towards the courtyard gate, and asked naturally, "I want to see the things you used when you were young."

Sensing Yu Heng's body gradually becoming soft from stiffness, Ji Xinxue felt distressed and angry at the same time, and silently quickened her pace.

"This..." Ji Xinxue's eyes were full of confusion, "Are these the boxes you mentioned?"

There is neither a bed nor a wardrobe in the entire room, except for the table in the center, surrounded by wooden boxes stacked to the top.

Yu Heng shook his head and hugged Ji Xinxue from behind, "The five rooms in this yard are filled with wooden boxes brought back from the British government."

Ji Xinxue silently calculated in her head.

It can be seen that there are eighteen wooden boxes that can hold him and Yu Heng at the same time, and there is still room.

Five rooms, if not every room was the same size as this room, there were at least eighty large wooden boxes.

These are just things that Yu Heng used, and Princess Lu felt that it was necessary to keep them as souvenirs.

Yes, this is Princess An's Mansion.

"You haven't sorted these boxes, isn't it because it takes too much time, so you don't bother to sort them?"

After all, Ji Xinxue still asked questions from the soul.

Yu Heng tightened his arms silently, buried his head in Ji Xinxue's neck, and whispered like a baby, "You help me clean up."

Ji Xinxue showed helplessness.

Of course he would not just watch Yu Heng busy alone.

The first wooden box surprised Ji Xinxue and Yu Heng.

These are children's clothes, and the materials used are rare treasures that are hard to buy.Even after nearly 20 years, there is still no trace of fading.

However, the embroidery work is ridiculously poor.

Confusion appeared in Ji Xinxue's eyes, and her fingertips carefully slid across the uneven area, "This is... a parasol tree?"

It looks a bit like a green onion, so one can imagine who made it.

Yu Heng raised the corners of his mouth, silently folded the big red apron into the size of a handkerchief, and put it into the secret pocket on his chest.

This wooden box is full of this brand-new little bellyband, and there is also a steamed bun with the shoe mouth sealed for some reason, no, it is a tiger-toed shoe.

Ji Xinxue held back the complaints that were already on her lips, and looked at the tiger shoes over and over again, trying to find something to praise.

"Huh?" He grabbed the top of the shoe and tried his best to identify the embroidered pattern on the sole of the shoe.

It seems... Ji Xinxue let go of Yu Heng's force, her eyes were full of bewilderment.

Is it the word 'Xuan'?

This is something that the Princess of Lu specially ordered to leave to Yu Heng when she was dying. Should there be no other meanings of "Xuan"?

Yu Heng stared at the embroidered figure for a while, then suddenly picked up another tiger-toed shoe that was inexplicably sealed and put it at the same place as this tiger-toed shoe.

He stared fixedly at the two tiger-toed shoes for a while, then looked at Ji Xinxue questioningly, "Are these two embroidery methods?"

Ji Xinxue was stunned.

Such an embroiderer can actually recognize the embroidery method?

Half a quarter of an hour later, Qingyun brought the embroidered lady from the princess' mansion.

The embroiderer carefully observed the two tiger-toed shoes, and said respectfully, "If you go back to the king, these are indeed two embroidery methods."

She pointed to the sealed tiger-toe shoes, "This shoe has thinner stitches, and the stitching of the embroidery is neat enough. It should be made by...someone who used to do embroidery."

"Although the other one is tighter, the embroidery pattern is chaotic. It should be the first embroidery work, but the strength is stronger. The characters on the sole are the same as the other tiger-toed shoes. It should be So the person who embroidered the other tiger-toed shoe stays."

When Ji Xinxue heard this, only the word 'outrageous' remained in his mind.

As expected of the embroiderer of the Princess Mansion, she can boast of the tiger-head shoes that embroidered tigers into fallen leaves.

Yu Heng stared at the tiger-toed shoes for a while, put them back to the original place in silence, and walked to the next wooden box, which was still children's clothes.

Ji Xinxue withdrew her gaze from looking at the tiger-toed shoes with a sense of loss, and strode to Yu Heng's side.

The clothes in this wooden box are no longer brand new, there are traces of being worn, and the workmanship is completely different from the previous box of clothes.

When they rummaged through the contents, they no longer had to be cautious, and the speed immediately became faster.

Ji Xinxue and Yu Heng stayed up almost all night, only looking through the eighteen wooden boxes that filled a room.

The roughness of the objects in the three wooden boxes is extremely inconsistent with the wealth and honor of the Princess Mansion.

Whenever such a box is found, Yu Heng will personally register it, classify it and put it into a brand-new wooden box, and let people move it into the main courtyard.

At dawn, they finally opened the last wooden box in the room.

It's miscellaneous.

There are six exquisite small wooden swords, and there are blueprints in each wooden sword box, and the blueprints in five of the wooden boxes are completely different from the other blueprints in terms of strokes and styles.

Ji Xinxue hugged Yu Heng quietly, and said in a low voice, "At least he was sincere to you once."

If it's just tiger shoes, there are other possibilities.

Among the [-] wooden boxes, there are more than [-] items that have traces left by another person, and it is definitely not a pure coincidence or perfunctory.

If he was born in fear, at least Feng Lang was born in anticipation.

Yu Heng took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "He... He told me many things that day."

Ji Xinxue immediately responded, and gently opened her white fingertips, carefully smoothed out the wrinkled drawing, and put it into her arms.

No matter what purpose Qi Boxuan had in anticipating Yu Heng's birth, just because he had ignored Yu Heng for many years, he was not qualified to pray for Yu Heng to have any positive father-son response to him.

Ji Xinxue supports all of Yu Heng's decisions, and hopes that Yu Heng can choose how to deal with the traces left by Qi Boxuan when he is calm.

He didn't want Yu Heng to have even the slightest chance of regretting it.

"In the second year of Changping, you were poisoned by Feisi grass and beetleworm in the fief. I asked him if it was done by the Yu family. He said, I don't know." Yu Heng looked around, and the complexity in his eyes became more and more intense , gritted his teeth and said, "I asked him again, has A Niang ever been poisoned by the same thing."

Ji Xinxue seemed to have sensed it, and silently increased her strength in hugging Yu Heng.

"It was before they got married. At that time, Auntie had been using Feisi grass lipstick for a long time, and suddenly came into contact with a large amount of Pichia powder under the design of the British husband-in-law, so she was pushed to the pregnant lady Li by delusion. "Yu Heng closed his eyes in pain, "I asked him again if Auntie was killed by the British government."

"He said yes."

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