On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Li Xiangyun was so disgusted that his hat was turned off without doing anything.

She laughed angrily and said, "Let me explain. I'm afraid you may have misunderstood. This Qiansha King didn't even want to see Sisi once in the past. How much can he care about her? Everyone in Jingzhou knows him." If you are not satisfied with this marriage, I am afraid that the previous visit was just to save face, so you should accept it. "

Not too silly.

Wen Sir had already made up his mind to take advantage of King Qian Sha, and this man didn't know.

"I went for an assessment yesterday and the prince mentioned Sisi a lot in his words. Believe it or not, it's up to you." She said calmly, "It's just the crime of obstructing Princess Qiansha's funeral before she has passed. I'm afraid you can't bear it, aunt."

Li Xiangyun was wavering when he suddenly heard a sharp voice interrupting.

"What the hell are you screaming at at night? Brother, my father obviously didn't let you hold a funeral. Are you trying to disobey your elders?"

Wen Ruqian stood next to Li Xiangyun with her hands folded. Mother and daughter seemed to be targeting the same person.

She made no secret of her disgust: "You just came back from exile, why don't you be honest? No matter how much you do, the second sister will not survive. Besides, she is still an idiot with her brains underground! Do you think she can do these superficial things? Do you understand? They are indeed brothers and sisters, both equally stupid and disgusting!"

The night was silent, and there was only the rustle of burning paper money in the house. The servants did not even dare to breathe. Wen Ruqian's angry voice almost echoed outside the high wall.

Li Xiangyun also felt that her last sentence was a bit too much, so he coughed lightly and pulled her sleeve.

Outside the house, someone passed by just at this moment.

"Stop the sedan."

Bai Yunxiao understood and quickly lifted the curtain to help Lu Yilan get out of the sedan, then went to knock on the door.

There was an eerie silence in the mourning hall. Wen Ruqian still resented Wen Chengming for causing her to be reprimanded by her father. She was about to curse, but was interrupted by a notification.

"The King of Thousand Evils has arrived——"

Everyone's eyes gathered outside the door. Why did King Qiansha come to visit at this hour?
The servants all knelt down and saluted. Wen Ruqian quickly put away her anger and bowed tenderly: "Ruqian has met the prince."

It seemed that he didn't see the coldness hidden under Lu Yilan's smiling face.

Wen Si'er was also stunned, and then he raised his hands and saluted: "I'm here to see you, Your Majesty."

But he was secretly complaining in his heart, how could he say that Cao Cao has arrived?

Now she couldn't blatantly use her strength to fight.

Wen Ruqian had met Lu Yilan in the past, and secretly fell in love with his handsomeness, thinking that the rumors were unfounded - those women were of poor qualifications, and if she were to come forward, the prince would definitely look at him differently!
Lu Yilan glanced around condescendingly, "Just now did I seem to hear someone making a noise in the palace?"

Wen Ruqian said with a tired voice: "Your Majesty doesn't know something. My eldest brother is using your name to hold a big funeral for the second sister. It goes against the rules and makes you laugh."

After speaking, she glanced at Wen Chengming proudly.

It's time for this fool to die!
Wen Sil'er is dead, so as long as she leaves a good impression in front of the prince, she will be the princess in the future.

Li Xiangyun turned pale with fright, and winked at her desperately from the side.

That was the King of Thousand Evils, a ruthless character who could kill someone with just a flip of his hand. If he angers the entire British government, even if the master comes back, he may not be able to survive!
Lu Yilan couldn't help but take another look at the woman in front of her. Wen Ruqian thought she was quite popular and looked at her with affection.

"Were you the one who made the noise in the house just now?" He didn't give Wen Ruqian a chance to answer. With a glance from the corner of his eye, Bai Yunxiao understood immediately.

Just hearing two "pops", Wen Ruqian fell to the ground immediately!

The strength of a martial artist's hand was not something that a boudoir lady could withstand. Wen Ruqian's eyes immediately had stars in her eyes, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and her bun was messy and hanging down.

"Qian'er!" Li Xiangyun wailed, and went over to hug her daughter who was stunned and couldn't recover, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why is this...!"

Seeing that Lu Yilan didn't speak, it was Bai Yunxiao who came out to reply.

"Miss Wen San insulted the princess who had not yet passed away, and damaged the reputation of the prince. It is reasonable to give her fifty lashes. Remember that today is the funeral of the princess and it is not suitable to see blood, so she is lenient."

Lu Yilan took over the words coolly, her voice was not loud, but it was very resounding. "The funeral of my fiancée will naturally be held in a grand manner. What objections do you have?"

A few words, don't be angry and be intimidating.

Li Xiangyun's face suddenly turned pale, and he covered Wen Ruqian's mouth to prevent her from crying, and responded with a smile.

"What the prince said is absolutely true. She was meant to be buried with great splendor. It's just that my little daughter misunderstood and said the wrong thing. How could anyone in the family dare to despise the princess!"

Wen Sil looked at this scene and raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

Was she really wrong?
Although Lu Yilan didn't like his silly fiancée, he wouldn't let others humiliate her for nothing.

She struck while the iron was hot: "Did you hear clearly what the prince said? To show respect, everyone in the mansion must mourn loudly!"

Wen Ruqian's face looked as ugly as if she had swallowed a fly. Let her mourn for that fool? What a shame!

But looking at Lu Yilan's expression again, she was too unwilling to speak out.

The hands under Li Xiangyun's sleeves clenched quietly: "Yes..."

Lu Yilan raised her chin towards Bai Yunxiao: "You stay and supervise. Anyone who is lazy and lazy during the mourning period will be treated as contempt for the king."

Then, his eyes fell on Wen Sil again.

"You, come here."

The two of them came to the ancient tree outside the courtyard. Wen Sil was a little wary: "I wonder what the prince's orders are?"

Lu Yilan's eyes were full of scrutiny: "Wen Sir is really dead?"

Just now, paper money, wreaths, coffins... all the funeral gifts were found in the mourning hall.

Holding a funeral for a living person is the most taboo thing.

Wen Sil's face looked sad: "Why should I lie to the prince? My sister is really gone. Otherwise, I would not arrange a funeral for her."

Wen Sil firmly believes that man can conquer nature, and she is not afraid of any bad luck. The coffin really contained her former intimate clothes.

Lu Yilan said nothing. The night was dark, and his face showed no emotion under the moonlight.

Suddenly, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve: "Take it."

Wen Sil didn't know why, so he opened it and saw that there were small pills in the porcelain bottle, and there was a strong smell of blue musk.

Wen Sil didn't even think about it and said with a smile: "This is Plumbago? How does the prince know the preference of the subordinate? Thank you, prince."

She poured two pills and drank them herself, with a smile on her face, as if she had tasted some delicacy in the world.

Lu Yilan's eyebrows moved slightly.

Bai Yunxiao found out about Wen Chengming's fondness for eating eryngium. The smell of eryngium is strong and few people can accept it.

The people in front of me ate with gusto.

Wen Sil resisted the urge to cough: "Is there anything else, Your Majesty?"

Lu Yilan turned around to leave. Before leaving, he looked back at her deeply, as if he wanted to see through her.

"Take good care of Wen Sil's funeral, and I will come to visit you someday."

Wen Si'er lowered his head: "I respectfully send you off to the prince." (End of this chapter)