Violent president, don't mess around!

Chapter 82 The Duchess
The media in the entire empire exploded, the Castle of the First Duke was burned, and the eldest lady Ye Su Nian set herself on fire.

When it was found, it had turned into a pile of black charcoal.

Tang Yuling fainted on the spot, and spent a day and a night in the hospital to save her life. The fact of her daughter's tragic death made her unbearable.

All these sorrows were pinned on the hopeless funeral, and the funeral for Ye Sunian was so grand that almost the entire upper class was mobilized.

Since the incident happened, all banquets in the upper class were cancelled, and no one dared to touch the Mu family's eyebrows at this time.

At the funeral, Mu Junyao, who had disappeared for many days, finally appeared.

Dressed in a solemn black suit, the moment he appeared, he had the domineering arrogance of the army.

It's just that behind this domineering, there seems to be a little more loneliness, which makes people feel sad.

The black coffin was placed in the center of the mourning hall. Tang Yuling cried until she saw Mu Junyao, she immediately fell down and was helped by Mu Junyao.

The estrangement between mother and son for several days was finally resolved in the face of death.

"My Niannian, she is for you, for you."

In a place where no one saw, Tang Yuling finally couldn't bear to tell the truth, and broke down in tears.

Mu Junyao was silent, his eyes were empty.

Even the death of Ye Su Nian could not wash away the hatred in his heart.

Because no matter how much blood there is, it can't be exchanged for Ji Chuxiao.

The mother and the son have different thoughts, but in the pictures of the media, they look like a loving mother and a filial son.

Suddenly, a person walked into the camera, wearing a tight black dress, and walked into the mourning hall with dignified and elegant makeup.

"It's the Duchess!"

Mu Junyao trembled all over, let go of Tang Yuling abruptly, and watched the man walk into the mourning hall from the outside, coming against the light, bringing his life's redemption.

"Jun Yao, I'm back."

She stood at the door of the mourning hall, her complexion was a little pale, her voice was hoarse when she spoke, and she just stood in front of him with gentle eyes.

Mu Junyao could hardly believe his eyes, and the fingers placed by his side began to tremble.

Pausing on the spot for a long time, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he rushed forward with a stride, pulling her into his arms.

As if grabbing the last straw, he hugged her with all his strength, wishing he could melt her into his own flesh and blood.

"Sorry……"

He spoke in a hoarse voice, filled with inexplicable emotions in his vicissitudes of life.

All the heartache and pain were vented at this moment, and a drop of man's tears fell hot on the shoulder of the person in his arms.

She visibly trembled slightly, was stunned for a moment, hugged him back, and said lightly: "Fool..."

Such a slight response made his heart tremble, and he suddenly increased his strength, just like this, he dragged her away at the funeral.

Tang Yuling looked at his leaving figure in disbelief, and said tremblingly, "Jun Yao!"

Mu Junyao stopped in his tracks, looked at the people around him, and saw her figure in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I know you don't want to see her, but she is my sister, I will send you back first, but come again give her."

Ji Chuxiao's eyes flickered, and she seemed to smile a little forcedly, "It's nothing, everyone is gone, there's no need to worry about those things anymore. What's more, I can't hurt my mother."

Mu Junyao was taken aback, looked at Ji Chuxiao in a daze for a moment, and suddenly smiled, "You never called my mother, mother."

The woman in front of her was stunned, and said lightly: "From now on, we are the only ones who will be filial to her, and it won't be easy for her."

(End of this chapter)