Riding the Pheonix Chapter 54: Wake

"Miss Seven, do you want to get up?"

Mingwei, who was lying naked, sat up from the bed and looked at the girl who came in.

She remembered that this was the second lady’s confidant maid named Qiu Yu.

"How blessed are you?"

"Duofu just fell down on the road, which has caused some inconvenience these days. The second lady ordered a servant to serve the seventh lady for a few days." Qiu Yu said with a smile.

Mingwei twitched the corners of his lips: "Wouldn't Bing Xin and Su Jie also wrestle?"

Qiu Yu replied: "The third lady will be buried soon. The two sisters are serving personally and have many things to do."

Mingwei stopped asking questions, got up, washed up, and put on mourning clothes.

Qiu Yu gave her a mourning bun and linen clothes, but she didn’t wear any accessories.

Looking at her pure white body, her lips are red, her teeth are white, and her eyebrows are picturesque. Qiu Yu can’t help but say: "Miss Seventh is so well born..."

Having only said half a sentence, Qiu Yu was startled when she saw her expression suddenly became serious, and immediately said: "My slave said the wrong thing, Miss Qi, don't be angry."

Mingwei suddenly smiled: "You praise me, how can I be angry?"

Qiu Yu was so heartbroken by her smile that she didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Is the mourning hall ready?"

Qiu Yu quickly replied: "It's already set up."

Mingwei nodded: "You go to the kitchen to get some porridge. After eating, I will have the strength to keep watch."

Qiu Yu thought to herself, this seventh lady is really calm, and she still remembers to eat at this time.

Shouldn't filial sons and grandsons show their filial piety and sorrow by "not eating for three days," "sleeping on a thatch pillow," and "prostrate and cry bitterly"? Even if filial piety is no longer strictly observed in ancient rituals, how can people see her not crying or mourning like this?

But she is not Yu Fangyuan's maid, so she won't be too troublesome, so she just responded: "Yes."

Qiu Yu went out to give instructions to the little girl, and Mingwei closed her eyes to rest.

Why did Duofu fall down when he was so good? This was clearly arranged deliberately by the Ming family so that Qiu Yu could spy on her.

Needless to say, the reason was that she went to Xinyuan for Mrs. Mingsan last night. The scandal had already been made known to her, and she was worried that she would expose the family scandal.

Mingwei rubbed the golden hairpin in her arms.

Since the Ming family wants to monitor, then let’s monitor.

Do you think you can have peace of mind this way? Let them dream for a while.

Not long after, the little girl came with a food box.

There is a funeral in the family, so naturally there is no big fish or meat. Mingwei ate rice porridge with a plate of pickled cucumbers, straightened her clothes again, and went to the mourning hall to keep vigil.

In just one day, the Ming Mansion was filled with white, which diluted the spring scenery a bit.

Mingwei stepped on the morning dew and walked to the fork in the road. She paused briefly and looked at the willow tree at the end.

Her mana recovered a little, and she could clearly see that the blood of the vicious creature had faded a lot.

That's almost it. Now that she's released, she has the ability to subdue him.

"Miss Seventh?" Qiu Yu urged from behind.

Mingwei continued to walk forward.

When they arrived at the mourning hall, the second lady immediately put down what she was doing and came over to express her condolences: "Why did you get up so early? You didn't sleep much last night, and you didn't sleep for a while until the fourth watch. You are young and frail, and you are too sad. Keeping a wake is a laborious task and must not be taken carelessly."

Ask Qiu Yu again: "Can I give the porridge to Miss Qi? Even if I can't eat, I have to eat some, otherwise I won't have the strength to cry?"

Qiu Yu couldn’t tell, Miss Qi had a very good appetite, and she didn’t stop until she had two bowls. She could only say: "Madam, don’t worry, Miss Qi has already eaten porridge."

Mingwei gave a gift and said calmly: "Second aunt didn't sleep much either. She was so busy all day and night. As a child, how can I be lazy? My mother has passed away, how many more days can I see her kind face? ?"

The second lady wiped away tears after hearing this: "If you are so filial, your mother will be happy if she knows you."

Mingwei neither spoke nor cried with her, he just stood there with an indifferent expression.

The second lady couldn't help but murmur in her heart that although Xiao Qi was fine, she still looked a little different from ordinary people. Seeing her like this, it wasn't that she wasn't sad, but it didn't show on her face. Maybe there is still a little bit of this stupidity left?

Without a response, it was impossible to stage a scene of mourning and crying.

The second lady had no choice but to stop crying and said: "Qiu Yu, please serve Miss Seventh so well, don't make her tired."

After giving many more instructions, he went back to his own business.

As soon as the second lady left, Mingwei walked to the soul and knelt down.

She didn't cry, she just threw the paper money into the brazier one by one.

As the sun gets higher, people close to the Ming family come to express their condolences.

When I saw this seventh lady who never appeared in front of others, I couldn't help but whisper.

Previously, I only knew that this seventh lady was mentally ill and suffered from dementia. Although I heard that it was good, I mostly just talked about it as a strange talk.

I didn’t expect the real person to look like this.

Old people can't help but think of that beautiful and caring girl from the Ji family back then, and lament the fate of a beauty.

There are more or less rumors about the death of Madam Ming San. It's just that most of the people who came to express condolences knew each other well, so they wouldn't mention it.

The funeral went on so smoothly, which made the second lady relieved.

……

In the letter garden, Yang Shu was half lying on a chair, lazily basking in the sun.

Holding a volume of book in his hand, he seemed to be studying hard. If he looked carefully, he saw pictures on it.

This is a popular picture album, with more pictures and less words. Most of them tell the story of a talented man and a beautiful woman, who are in front of flowers and under the moon.

"Did she tell you this?" Yang Shu asked Awan who was peeling the fruit while flipping through the picture album.

"Yes."

Yang Shu reached over, took Ah Wan's hand, and bit off a piece of fruit.

A-wan waited for a while, but there was no response, so she asked, "Master, should I agree?"

Yang Shu raised an eyebrow: "You actually care about this matter?"

Awan smiled: "I think it's a bit interesting. ~IndoMTL.com~ What's so interesting?"

Awan used a skewer to pick out a piece of fruit pulp, put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly. After finishing eating, he said: "The family ugliness should not be exposed to the public. No matter how ugly the Ming family is, it would be wrong to expose it to the outside world. This is a stipulated clan rule. If she really does this, she will really avenge Mrs. Ming San. I'm afraid I will also be criticized by everyone in the world."

"But she is not the real lady of the Ming family..."

"So what? She is wearing that skin! Who in this mortal world can escape from the worldly sentiments? Even if you become a monk, you have to be ranked by seniority in a pure land. Who wants to be with a person who can even stab his family? Intersect?"

Yang Shu laughed when he heard this: "Listening to what you said, I don't think much of her!"

Ah Wan said: "She is like this, how can I think highly of her?" After thinking about it, she added a comment, "She looks smart, but she is actually stupid."

Yang Shu said: "She is a Xuanshi."

Ah Wan disagreed: "Xuanshi is also in the world of mortals, so how many years has the Xuandu Temple been fighting for the position of the temple leader? Wasn't it that the original temple owner was persecuted because of such unspeakable things? Are you stepping down? This is the human heart!"

Yang Shu applauded and praised without sincerity: "What you said makes sense, Ah Wan is so smart!"

Ah Wan sighed: "It's so weird, you might as well not praise it."

Yang Shu laughed, finished the last piece of pulp on the plate, and said, "Call Ah Xuan over."

Ah Wan paused and looked at him: "Young Master, are you agreeing?"

"It's like you said, it's quite interesting." Yang Shu shook the picture album in his hand, "I have no time to look at this thing, I just want to listen to her for once. I don't know, really find one for us. Way to go."