Chapter 2

Jiang Jinyan got up and knelt down on the ground in a daze. Only then did he see the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall. The white candles on the incense table in front of the coffin were almost burnt out.

This scene made her mind very confused. Didn't she die in the fire?How could it be in the mourning hall.

Jiang Jinyan looked down at himself in extreme horror. He was dressed in plain white filial piety, and his stature was a little thin. What's going on!

There was a sound of rustling footsteps outside the door, which seemed a bit abrupt in the silent night.

"Miss! What's wrong with you!" Xue Yan saw Jiang Jinyan, who was sitting on the ground with straight eyes, unsteady on his feet, and the porridge bowl in his hand slipped to the ground. Turning his head, he saw a girl with a girl in a bun, with a pretty face but a frightened expression.

Xueyan?

The maid who was begged by her in the year of Jiang Jinqian and Ji, and then died of a serious illness in Yicui Pavilion?

There was still a new wound on Xueyan's forehead that had just healed. Jiang Jinyan remembered that when his mother died of dystocia and his grandfather was accused of treason, he slammed into a pillar. It was Xueyan who tried his best to stop him. But he fell unsteadily and fell to the ground, knocking his forehead on the leg of the yellow rosewood table.

This is the Shangfang Zhonghan Courtyard of Jing'an Hou Mansion?

Mother's funeral?
This is when I was 13 years old?
Jiang Jinyan's heart tightened, his throat became sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mother, it is you who pity Yan'er's tragic death and let Yan'er live again?
Xueyan was so frightened that she covered her mouth and wanted to yell, and covered her mouth with one hand, "Shut up, you want to accuse Miss of being unfilial?"

Xue Yan glanced at Yu Mo behind her eyes, and shook her head vigorously, but she was already crying with tears all over her face.

Seeing that she didn't open her mouth anymore, Yu Mo let her go, and quickly walked into the mourning hall to help Jiang Jinyan who was on the ground. Yu Mo glanced at the blood on the ground with the faint candlelight, and said anxiously, "Miss, how are you?"

Jiang Jinyan looked at Yu Mo, who was still immature at this moment, but was already in danger, and shook his head with a smile, "It's okay, I'm just a little anxious, and the blood doesn't return to meridians."

Jiang Jinyan sighed secretly, Yumo has always been calm and careful, and has always been loyal to protect himself. If there is no Yumo, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him in his previous life to survive the most difficult time in the Hou Mansion, but in the end Yumo still buried himself in the sea of ​​fire , I didn't even see the last side.

"Clean up here, I'm going to burn incense for my mother, and the incense candles on the incense table will also be replaced."

Yu Mo glanced at Jiang Jinyan, who was still bloodshot at the corner of his mouth but calm and indifferent, and his heart tightened. The young lady was crying and shouting to go with his wife two days ago. It's like changing your personality.

Seeing her young lady speak, Xueyan came in crying, "Miss... don't be sad, madam is gone, but you still have young master... Fang's family must have been wronged, wait for old general Fang to defeat Beijing When the people of Ye returned to Luoyang, no one would dare to underestimate us..."

While supporting Jiang Jinyan to kneel on the futon, Yu Mo glared at her, "Stop talking nonsense, clean up this place soon, if the person kneeling in the spirit sees her tomorrow, I don't know how to arrange for the young lady."

Xueyan pursed her mouth, wiped her tears, got up and walked out the door, picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor, and murmured: "Miss is easy to bully, I Xueyan is not easy to bully, who dare to say that Miss She is a descendant of a traitor, and I will be the first to not let her go!"

Jiang Jinyan heard it clearly. Although this girl was unstable, she was sincere in her heart.

However, in this life, I will never be stepped on by others again, and I will never be that bullying Jiang Jinyan again!

Jiang Jinyan knelt upright in front of his mother Fang's spirit, kowtowed three times, and secretly swore in his heart that since he had the opportunity to do such a heavy job, he would never be able to make that wolfish ambition fulfill his wish in this life again!

She lit three more sticks of incense, and the scent of sandalwood gradually calmed her down, just like her mother always comforted her and made her feel at ease.

"Sister." A sweet call came from outside the door.

Jiang Jinyan's pupils shrank, she was very familiar with this soft and timid voice, it was her concubine Jiang Jinqian!At this time in her previous life, she was distraught, and it was the concubine who came to visit her quietly and comforted her, which made her even closer to this concubine.

This concubine sister was able to pretend to be weak and elegant by her side for more than ten years, this determination should not be underestimated.

Jiang Jinqian, this life has just begun, I want you to never recover!
Jiang Jinyan turned his head, under the faint candlelight, the coldness in his eyes made Jiang Jinqian, who had just stepped into the door, stop and stood where he was, not daring to go forward.

The food box in Jiang Jinqian's hand was a little unstable due to the trembling of his body, and he secretly hated it. He didn't want to come, if his aunt hadn't said that Fang's family would be rehabilitated soon, why would he bother to suffer this crime.

Who knew that this useless eldest sister would become like this after kneeling for a few days, her eyes were really flustered.

(End of this chapter)

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