The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 362
Seeing that Situ He's expression was wrong, Li Shu murmured in a low voice: "He, these seven days, take it easy and don't cause any trouble. Especially don't mention Jing Xiaobai's marriage again."

Li Shu knows Situ He very well, Mo Wen is dead, and Jing Xiaobai has become a widow. In the past, he might have been worthless and dared not say anything to Jing Xiaobai. Now that her husband is dead, his chance has finally come. Can he let Jing Xiaobai marry someone else again?
In fact, without Li Shu saying it, Situ He also knew what to do. After going through so many twists and turns, he did not expect Mo Wen to die like many people did. Now Mo Wen suddenly became a corpse in a coffin. Xiaobai knelt in front of the mourning hall, burning paper money numbly, his heart hurt more than anyone else.

She really cared about Mo Wen, he could tell.Even if he wanted to marry her again, he was still afraid that she would be unwilling.However, the marriage of the first princess of Daxing Kingdom is no better than that of the other concubine princesses. She represents the dignity of a country. If she has given up on marriage, or if no one treats her sincerely, he will be her final destination. If she if you like.

"Stop talking nonsense, I have my own measure." Situ He frowned and said to Li Shu.

Li Shu's eyes flicked around in the mourning hall, and he signaled to Situ He, "Look at the appearance of the second and third brothers of the Mo family. It doesn't look like they are dead brothers. I think they are very happy! Look at the prime minister on the left, who It is said that old man Mo treated the sick son-in-law badly. Once the sick son-in-law died, his dejected appearance was not pretending, as if his own mother had died... Old Mo's family is really amazing, everyone is amazing, tsk tsk... "

I'm afraid that among all the people, only Li Shu can regain his strength all of a sudden, like an eminent monk, he dies when he dies, and lives when he is alive. He looked over and saw that although Mo Jue and Mo Xun were wrapped in filial piety, they were not so sad, and Zuo Xiang looked ashamed.

At this moment, a notification came from outside: "The envoy of Xiqin has arrived!"

Everyone in the mourning hall was stunned for a moment. This kind of thing happened to Daxing just after Xiqin sent envoys to Daxing. It really hurt Daxing's face. It's time to offer condolences.

As soon as the notification sounded, Nie Ziling, the special envoy of the West Qin Dynasty, appeared at the door together with a few cronies. Many people in the mourning hall had never seen a person from the West Qin Dynasty, and they were a little surprised to see them now—the person from the West Qin Dynasty They were all quite big, and Nie Ziling was already considered tall, but the few cronies who followed him were not shorter than him, but their appearance was a little more ordinary. Otherwise, it would really give people the illusion that Xiqin is tall, tall and handsome.

Not everyone can enter the mourning hall. Nie Ziling stepped through the threshold alone, while the rest of the cronies waited outside the door.Nie Ziling looked at the coffin parked in the mourning hall. The texture of golden nanmu was the royal standard. The coffin lid was not closed. As soon as he walked over, he could see the face of the dead man inside. It was bluish-purple and had been dead for a long time .

When he saw the man's face, Nie Ziling was still startled, and instinctively had the urge to back away. This face was on a dead man, and he felt cold no matter how he looked at it. Then, he remembered that the head on his neck seemed to have died. I couldn't keep it any longer, so I calmed down a little.When he bowed to the coffin and was thinking of saying something to Baili Jing, he saw that Princess Rongchang was looking at him, her eyes were calm and unwavering, as if she was probing, but also just watching.

Nie Ziling felt a "thump" in his heart, and the gongs and drums rang for a while, wondering if there was another flaw?If he dared to make any mistakes, he would definitely die without a place to bury him!Thinking of this, he looked directly into Bailijing's eyes, bowed his head respectfully, and said, "Princess Rongchang, please be kind to me, the son-in-law will definitely not want the princess to be so sad."

Bai Lijing, as the widow of Mo Wen, was facing the envoy of Xiqin again. She nodded expressionlessly, "Thank you, envoy of Xiqin."

Her voice was hoarse and she sounded very tired.After finishing speaking, she continued to burn paper money in the brazier without looking at anyone.

After exchanging pleasantries with Zuo Ping and others, the daughter-in-law of the second and third child of the Mo family and several relative women with loud voices cried to meet the occasion, and the mission of Nie Ziling's condolences was completed, and he could not continue to stay here for a long time, because he was not like Situ He With such a close relationship with the Baili royal family, he can't be as thick-skinned as Li Shu, he is just an envoy of a neighboring country.

"Master Nie, please—" the officials from the Ministry of Rites greeted him.

Nie Ziling still hesitated for a moment before coming to Bailijing's side to bid farewell to her. Before leaving, he did not forget to add: "Princess Rongchang takes good care of her phoenix body. If the son-in-law knows, he will be very distressed. Nie Ziling, the envoy of the Western Qin Dynasty, bids farewell."

Bai Lijing didn't talk to her anymore, the mourners who came and went came and went in a hurry, the crying was noisy, like singing an opera, she remembered that her husband was lonely before his death, he had no status in the clan, no close relatives in the family However, there are no close friends in the court, and the respect received after death is only superficial, and no one is sincere.

After Nie Ziling and others stepped out of the threshold, Bailijing looked back, and she saw a tall figure disappearing behind the door. This figure made her concentrate for a moment, it seemed very familiar, but also seemed far away. Where have you seen it.

Situ He's gaze was on her all the time, seeing the doubt in her eyes, he went up to him and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Even though Bai Lijing felt so guilty towards Mo Wen, and even felt pain after his death, it doesn't mean that he has nothing to do with the Xiqin envoy. She has lost too much and can't lose more. She has to prove herself Therefore, she looked back and whispered to Situ He: "Hey, there have been too many gossips in Shengjing recently, maybe someone wants to fish in troubled waters. I don't trust the envoy of Xiqin, maybe the father has sent spies to secretly Watch them, I want you to..."

"Understood." Before she finished speaking, Situ He nodded and said, "I will pay more attention to it. The attitude of Xiqin's envoy this time is too attentive, unlike their usual style, and I have long suspected that there is something wrong with it." fraud."

Seeing her relieved, he sighed and said, "Jing Xiaobai, pay attention to your own body. The dead are already dead, and the living are the most important. Don't worry me. You still have a long way to go, even if you If no one is with you, I will always be by your side and never leave. Do you know?"

Bai Lijing said "hmm", she wanted to laugh but couldn't, the corner of her mouth drew an ugly arc.

Seeing her smiling like this, Situ He felt even more distressed. He wanted to hug her into his arms to comfort her, but this occasion was not suitable, he couldn't cause more disputes for her, so he could only sigh and return to his original position.

Nie Ziling and others left the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the officials from the Ministry of Rites invited him to get on the sedan chair. He unconsciously glanced behind him. Although this glance was very ordinary, it was very strange, as if he had something to say to his followers. .Diplomatic envoys are the least likely to cause trouble, as any words or deeds will have an impact on the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

(End of this chapter)