Refuse to Marry the Demon Emperor: Lure and Pamper the Adorkable Concubine Chapter 40: Sleeping coffin

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Refusing to Marry the Devil: Luring the Petting Concubine!

Chapter 39

The dilapidated coffin stopped in front of the gate of Ye Muxi's house.

The multifunctional coffin of the little zombie was too bad, and Ye Muxi didn't want to scare Song Qinglan, so he moved all the dowry in the coffin inside one by one outside the house.

Little Zombie lay in the coffin, occasionally helping to pass things out.

When everything was moved out of the coffin, Xiao Zang reluctantly carried the baby coffin and entered the house with Ye Muxi.

After such a toss, the sky is already dark.

Song Qinglan saw the dowry in the hall, and her eyes suddenly became red.

"Xieer, you..."

Ye Muxi said lightly: "There are a few things missing. Although they are expensive, they are all accessories. The Ye family has replaced them with other things. See if there are any missing."

Song Qinglan looked at the dowry full of dowries, her voice was a little choked: "Okay, okay, that's it..."

Each of these things can evoke memories between her and her husband Ye Kun.

At this moment, she didn't want to ask Ye Muxi how to get her dowry back.

Because those are not important anymore.

Ye Muxi picked up the fire stone placed in a very delicate treasure box and said: "Give this to me?"

Song Qinglan wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said in a rough voice: "Take whatever you want."

Many of these dowries are invaluable treasures. Just one or two can be discarded, enough for their mother and daughter to live for one or two years.

"I don't need anything else." Ye Muxi looked at her: "Money, I will make money. If you don't use these dowries, please put them away."

Song Qinglan has a Qiankun Bag, which she has worn since she was a child. If it weren't for Ye Muxi's use, but the Qiankun Bag has already recognized the owner, she would not be able to give it.

Song Qinglan heard her say this, and said: "These things are now things outside of the body. Your spirits are only human-level, and they are physical souls. Now that they offend the Yehan family, they will definitely not let you go. You put these dowries on Take it to the trading house to get rid of it, and change something that can defend yourself..."

Before Song Qinglan finished speaking, Ye Muxi said: "No, if mother really doesn't care about these dowries, we can use them in other places."

"Other places?"

Ye Muxi squinted his eyes, and his cold voice brought some condensation: "Reinvigorate the Song family."

Song Qinglan suffocated her breath: "Song family...?"

Ye Muxi said: "Mother doesn't want to go back to see grandpa and uncle?"

Song Qinglan suddenly became a little excited: "Xier, what do you mean... we go to Fuxi country?"

Ye Muxi nodded: "Yes."

She thinks she is not afraid of Ye and Han, but her current strength can't compete with Ye Han's two big families, but she has to take Song Qinglan's comfort into consideration.

Returning to Fuxi is the best way out for them.

Song Qinglan didn't dare to think.

At first, the family didn't agree with her to marry such a long distance, but in the end they agreed to the marriage because of their love for her.

Now that she is in such a miserable life, what face does she have to face her father and brother?

Ye Muxi saw what she was thinking, and said: "Grandpa won't receive your reply for a long time. Sooner or later, someone will come to inquire about Nanyan Kyoto. You can't keep it from them for long."

Song Qinglan gritted her teeth and clearly understood that what Ye Muxi was talking about was the truth.

"Okay, then we will set off tomorrow!"

After so many years, she really should go back and take a look.

Song Qinglan is still a strong temper in her bones. After making up her mind, she immediately put away all the dowry, and then went to prepare soon.

The sky is completely dark.

Perhaps because of going back to her natal home, Song Qinglan's spirit has improved a lot, and she cooked a lot of dishes by herself to entertain Xiao Zheng.

"It's all homely meals, I hope you don't mind."

Little stiff sat on the chair blankly. The stiff chair put his stiff body uncomfortably, and his **** moved.

Song Qinglan asked in confusion: "Why doesn't Xiao Zang move his chopsticks?"

Xiao Zheng looked at Song Qinglan through a thin layer of black gauze, and said very embarrassed: "I, I never sit in a chair..."

Song Qinglan said: "Don't sit in a chair? What do you usually do?"

Xiao Zheng moved, moved the chair away, moved the coffin in the corner back, and sat on the lid of the coffin with ‘Puffing’, which was a little relieved.

"I sit on this."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Ye Muxi: "..."

Song Qinglan looked at the coffin under his butt, and then at Xiao Zheng, how he felt that something was wrong.

Ye Muxi opened the mouth and opened the topic: "Mother, Xiao Zang's family is poor, I am used to it."

"So that's the case." Song Qinglan nodded, still feeling something was wrong, no matter how poor, he wouldn't even have a chair.

Ye Muxi said calmly: "It's moving."

Speaking of taking the lead in moving the chopsticks.

Song Qinglan's craftsmanship is very good. She squinted her eyes slightly, feeling a little satisfied. She likes to eat Song Qinglan's dishes most, which has a warm taste.

Everyone started, Xiao Shuang was also holding a bowl and eating, only Xiao Zang was sitting there motionless.

Ye Muxi looked up at him: "What?"

Xiao Zong said shyly: "I, I don't use tableware..."

Ye Muxi: "..."

Song Qinglan was surprised: "Then how do you eat?"

Xiao Zang looked at them, picked up a plate of roast chicken closest to him, then quickly opened the lid of the coffin, sat in the coffin, and pressed the roast chicken against the soul-gathering beads. The roast chicken was gone. There is an empty plate left.

Ye Muxi: "..."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Little Zombie said contentedly: "It's delicious!"

After speaking, put the empty plate back on the table.

The encyclopedia silently said: "Master, you have to get used to it, his soul is in the soul gathering pearl."

Ye Muxi was silent for a moment: "I'm used to it doesn't mean my mother can get used to it."

I raised my eyes and looked at Song Qinglan, and she saw Song Qinglan's dumbfounded appearance.

"Where did you... ate the roast chicken?" She didn't see the little stiff opening her mouth at all, but the roast chicken disappeared in a blink of an eye!

Xiao Zang seemed to want to say something, Ye Muxi interrupted: "I put it in the Qiankun bag, he is reluctant to eat it, save it and eat it later."

Song Qinglan: "Yes, is that right?"

Seeing Ye Muxi's calm face, Xiao Zheng had to agree with her words: "Uh...um..."

Next, the four of them finished their dinner in a weird atmosphere.

Ye Muxi wanted to send Xiao Zheng back to the tomb directly, but Song Qinglan enthusiastically invited Xiao Zheng to stop.

"It's getting so late, and the city gates are closed. Didn't Xiao Zang say that his home is on the mountain outside the city? Just stay here for one night." Song Qinglan smiled and said, "But you may be wronged by Xiao Zang. There are no guest rooms at home. Xier will sleep with me at night, so you can live in Xier’s room."

Xiao Zheng shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, ma'am, I don't use the room, and I don't sleep in the bed."

Song Qinglan was surprised: "You don't sleep in bed? Then how do you sleep every night?"

Xiao Zong smiled shyly, and opened the lid of the coffin without a word, and lay in hesitantly: "I sleep in the coffin every day!"

Has been sleeping for a thousand years.

"..." Song Qinglan's smile suddenly froze on her face, sleeping in the coffin every day...

Every day...

Xiao Zang thought for a while, got up and said in a very friendly way: "The coffin is very big, will Mu Xi come in and sleep together? There are no ghosts in it."

Ye Muxi blankly covered him with the coffin lid, and dropped two words: "Good night."

There are no ghosts, but there are zombies!