The Rebirth of the First Daughter as the Head of the Family

Mrs. Zhang originally wanted to take care of her granddaughter's face, so she brought everyone in Zhang's mansion to the Duke's mansion to express their condolences.

Zhang Fu, who came to deliver the letter, was stopped by Song Jinyue.

She bluntly said that although Shen was buried as the mistress of the Duke's Mansion, Shen's name had already been removed from the ancestral hall of the family temple, so she specially asked her grandmother not to work hard.

Let the steward come to express condolences, just make a show.

The servant in Zhang's mansion went back to deliver the letter, but Song Jinyue was worried, fearing that her aunt would come.

He specially told Madam Tian to go to the Zhang Mansion, and stop everyone in the Zhang Mansion.

Song Zhi knocked on the door twice, and called into the room: "Second Miss."

"come in."

Song Zhi then pushed open the door and walked in.

Song Jinyue didn't see Qiu Yun, so she asked, "Why didn't you see Qiu Yun come with you?"

Song Zhi cupped his hands, and replied: "On the way here, Qiu Yun was summoned by Aunt Mu Yun."

The Duke's Mansion is so busy today, Aunt Mu Yun wants to call Qiu Yun to entertain the guests.

She gestured for Song Zhi to sit down and talk.

"I called you here because I have something to do for me. It's just that this matter is a bit embarrassing. If you don't want to, you can tell me directly. You just don't want to go out to practice heretics."

Song Jinyue cut to the chase.

Song Zhi hurriedly got up and bowed again, hurriedly said: "I don't dare to refuse."

"After Shen's burial in the future, go to the ancestral grave and move Shen's body out of the ancestral grave."

Song Zhi was startled, a little dazed, as if he hadn't heard what the second lady said just now.

But he vaguely heard the words Shen's and Qianfen.

"Second Miss wants you to secretly move Shen's body to another place?"

"Well, that's exactly what it means."

Song Zhi was taken aback, thinking that this was what the Duke of the State meant.

I dare not ask more.

He hurriedly replied respectfully: "Please also ask the second lady to express it clearly."

If Shen's body is moved from the ancestral grave of the Duke's Mansion, he must find a good place to go.

The reason why the Duke came to do this was because he didn't want the eldest lady to be criticized by others in the capital, so he gave Shen a decent funeral, but in his own heart, the Duke still didn't want to forgive Shen.

And I don't want to be buried in the same place as Shen's in a hundred years.

This is the only way to plan.

"It's enough to find a place where ordinary people are buried, don't care about the location, just bury it on the same day,"

Song Jinyue especially told Song Zhi that this matter must not be made public, not even his parents.

She understood that Song Zhi misunderstood what his father meant.

But she didn't explain.

Just let Song Zhi continue to misunderstand like this.

She absolutely could not tolerate being buried in the ancestral tomb of the Duke's mansion together with her mother.

Right now she can't move Shen's spiritual seat, but as long as Shen's body is not in the ancestral grave, it's just a name.

It's not disgusting, Niangqin.

When her father returned in the future, she no longer had to worry.

Shen's tombstone in the ancestral grave, she will order someone to throw it out of the ancestral grave.

With this moment of leisure, Song Jinyue couldn't be lazy here all the time.

I have to go back to the front.

But until she went to Lingqian, she didn't see Qiu Yun.

She called the maid who was serving in front of the spiritual tablet, and ordered: "Find Qiu Yun."

"Yes,"

Today she only brought Qiu Yun to serve her. Qiu Yun will come back when she wants to finish her work. Why has she not been seen for so long.

It was inevitable that Song Jinyue felt a little uneasy.

"Mother……"

An urgent cry resounded throughout the Duke's mansion.

Song Jinxi, dressed in plain clothes, wailed and rushed to the mourning hall before being supported by her maid.

Song Jinyue turned sideways and stood aside.

When Song Jinxi approached, she glared at Song Jinyue suddenly, and then wailed, "Mother! Why are you so good that you are gone! Could it be that someone killed you!"

This sentence made the guests who came to express their condolences unconsciously move to the mourning hall.

Everyone wants to see such excitement, but they don't want to have anything to do with themselves.

Therefore, as soon as Concubine Song opened her mouth, everyone backed away.

When they heard the earth-shattering remarks made by the concubine Song, everyone left in a hurry without looking back.

"Mother, who poisoned you! My daughter will never let the murderer go!"

Song Jinyue yelled impatiently when she heard it: "Song Concubine is careful, since Concubine Song has such doubts in her heart, she should invite someone to do an autopsy!"

After saying that, she walked towards the coffin placed in the mourning hall.

At this time, the coffin lid had not been completely closed, she turned sideways, looked at Song Jinxi, and said, "Song Concubine really wants someone to come for an autopsy?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to put the lid on the coffin, making a gesture to push the lid down completely.

Song Jinxi trembled slightly, remembering what Song Jinyue told her about her mother's tragedy last night, she dared not go forward to check.

But she was not reconciled, and ordered the maidservant behind her to check.

The maid held her breath, took a hasty glance, staggered and ran to Song Jinxi, knelt down and replied: "Song side concubine, madam, she, she is not different."

"Song Concubine, today is your biological mother's funeral, do you really want to continue making trouble?"

Song Jinyue stared at Song Jinxi coldly.

Song Jinxi was stunned for a moment before recovering.

She was silent for a long time, glaring at Song Jinyue full of resentment, but finally said nothing.

I remembered what that person told me just now.

To avenge his mother.

She can't make trouble now.

Song Jinxi knelt before her mother's spirit, sobbing softly.

Song Jinyue went outside to get some air.

But after resting for a while, Aunt Mu Yun came with her maid.

"Second Miss, the Duke asked my aunt to bring some yam and white fungus porridge for the two ladies, and also specifically explained that the two ladies should not hurt their bodies."

In the mansion, because the masters have to avoid meat for three days, except for the guests at the banquet, no one in the Duke's mansion uses meat anymore.

The maid came forward with a tray, and immediately two bowls of light porridge came into view.

Song Jinyue only used a bowl of red dates, yams, and lotus seed soup when she got up early. Nanny Yuan started to stew it last night. When she got up in the morning, she used up a small bowl.

Not hungry right now.

"I'm not hungry right now, take it to my eldest sister."

Aunt Mu Yun's expression was startled, the smile on her face froze slightly, she came back to her senses, and hurriedly brought out a gentle and kind persuasion: "Second Miss, let's use a bowl for now, I'm busy today."

Why is Aunt Muyun so warm-hearted today?
Never seen her like this before.

But she is not hungry right now, "Let's put it aside for now, Auntie. I'll use it later when I'm hungry."

Seeing this, Aunt Mu Yun couldn't persuade her anymore.

I had to order someone to put the porridge in the side room where I was resting.

Seeing that she didn't use it, Song Jinxi didn't use it either, refusing to use it with her later.

As if afraid that Song Jinyue would not eat it.

The slight abnormalities on the faces of these two people fell into Song Jinyue's eyes, and suspicion gradually grew in her heart.

I'm afraid there might be something wrong with the porridge.

The maid who was sent to look for Qiu Yun before returned, saluted, and replied: "Second Miss, sister Qiu Yun sprained her ankle, it seems that the injury is serious, and now she has been carried back to Ming Zhuxuan."