The poisonous concubine is in power: the black-bellied prince, please detour

Chapter 233 The Hypocritical Father

Hongjin Jianqiu had no choice but to persuade her, so she could only help her to the next room. Luo Wuyou sat by the bed, looked at the corpses of Gu Ruolan and An'er, and burst into tears.

He ordered someone to bring hot water, cleanse the two of them first, wash off the black blood that overflowed from the body and seven holes, then comb their hair, and then brought the shrouds, and carefully changed them on.

The girl's movements were very slow and gentle.

After finishing everything, Hong Jin brought the rouge and put on makeup for Gu Ruolan and An'er.

The complexions of the two of them turned black and blue due to the poisoning, and they could no longer see their usual beauty and cuteness. She hoped that her mother would still be beautiful when she left.

The mourning hall has already been set up, with a large white founding letter pasted in the middle. On the altar, there is a spiritual tablet, burning incense candles, and two coffins are placed in the center of the hall.

Luo Wuyou refused the help of everyone including Mo Han, and put Gu Kulan and An'er into the big coffin with her own hands. Gu Ruolan was thin and thin, and the coffin was also huge, so Luo Wuyou put Ann also put it in.

Let An'er lie beside Gu Ruolan, with her mother by her side, An'er will not be afraid, with An'er by her side, Mother will not be lonely, let her mother and An'er be together, and have a companion for each other.

That's fine too.

It is extremely impolite to do so.

However, in the Wuyou Pavilion, no one went up to persuade them, they all just watched this scene silently with tears.

The entire Wuyou Pavilion was covered with white languid flowers, all the maidservants in the courtyard put on white plain skirts, Luo Wuyou also took off the brocade skirts, and only wore coarse filial piety.

Dressed in hemp and mourning, kneeling in the hall, burning paper money for Gu Ruolan and An'er.

The paper money in the copper basin was slowly burning, reflecting the girl's pale cheeks, as if it was burning in her heart, causing her to feel pain to the bone, and in her mind, she recalled the scene of her mother's death in her previous life again.

It was also so bleak, and it also made her feel so painful.

The only difference is that in the previous life, she was the only one who sent away her mother and An'er alone, and Luo Bingshu sent Luo Cheng to take care of her, but she didn't even show her face, let alone someone who came to offer condolences.

Not even one.

And in this world...

Looking at Luo Bingshu who was offering incense for Gu Ruolan, and listening to his words of self-blame and regret, Luo Wuyou knelt in front of the coffin, with tears streaming down his eyes, but there was endless cruelty.

Looking at Gu Ruolan's spiritual seat, the man's voice choked up: "Ruolan, I'm sorry for my husband. You have endured many years of grievances for my husband. I wanted to make up for you in the future, but I never thought that now it is... .”

It's nice to say, compensation, how will he compensate his mother for the years of youth lost?
The mother gave him all the best years of life for a woman, but he abandoned his wife and married another. For more than ten years, he ignored his mother and allowed his mother to waste his time, causing his mother to be in danger repeatedly!
There is still a face here crying and saying that he wants to make up, he probably forgot, who ordered An'er to be burned to death, and deal with mother?
It's him, it's him, it's ridiculous that he still has the face to say the word compensation here.

It is simply a ridiculous absurdity!

His tears don't mean how sad he is, it just proves how hypocritical he is!
Those are crocodile tears!

"In this life, I am sorry for your husband. In the next life, I will pray to the Buddha for my husband to renew my relationship with you, to be a loving couple, and to repay Ruolan's deep love for Bingshu. Don't worry, in the future, my husband will Take good care of Wuyou, and I will never let her be wronged in the slightest."

After a long silence in front of the spiritual table, the man spoke again.

Luo Wuyou sneered when he heard that, in the next life, what he owed his mother, she will let him pay it off in this life. If the Buddha really heard this, he would definitely pay him back. To hell.

I will never give him the chance to reincarnate as a human in the next life!
Luo Bingshu raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears, then turned to look at Luo Wuyou, and said, "Wuyou, my father knows you are suffering, don't worry, your mother is gone, and my father is still there, as for your mother's funeral , because my father has ordered Luocheng to make arrangements, because my father will properly bury your mother and send her on her way."

"No father." Luo Wuyou shook his head and refused.

Luo Bingshu asked in a painful voice, "Wuyou, are you still blaming your father?" There was a gleam of coldness in his eyes.

"Father thinks too much. Mother's death is all her own fault. She can't blame others. My daughter also wants father to send mother on the road in person, but mother is just the aunt of Xiangfu, which is not in line with the ancestral system."

However, Luo Wuyou only lowered his head and replied indifferently, "I made it clear to the law that as a concubine, I will not enter the ancestral hall, record the genealogy, or enter the ancestral tomb. Before my mother was alive, she liked the Butterfly Valley behind Xiaoye Mountain the most. Wuyou I still remember that there was a dowry Zhuangzi given to my mother by my grandfather when she got married."

"Worriless will bury her mother in the place closest to Butterfly Valley, so that she can see the gorgeous butterfly flowers every day, facing the rising sun, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and watching the colorful butterflies dancing. Mother, she will definitely like it."

Wives and concubines are so different!

Even if he was divorced, he didn't even have a letter of divorce, and it was even more impossible for him, the serious master of the prime minister's mansion, the son of the clan, to be buried in person. This is the sorrow of being a concubine!

His mother was the wife he was marrying, and she was supposed to be buried in the ancestral grave of the Luo Mansion after death, but he beat her into a concubine, so that after her death, she still endured such grievances, and could not even enshrine a spiritual tablet in the ancestral hall.

How sad!

But that's okay, she thought, Mother would like Butterfly Valley more than the cold ancestral hall in Luo Mansion.

"That's fine, my father has already sent someone to Qizhou to deliver a letter to your grandfather. If you want to come, people from the Gu family will come here soon. Once Ruolan leaves, your grandfather and grandmother will send someone with white hair to someone with black hair. I don't know." How sad, you must take the place of the father and comfort them well."

As Luo Bingshu said, he reached out and wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes.

Luo Wuyou was taken aback, grandfather, grandmother?
That's right, my mother is the legitimate daughter of the Gu family. Although the Gu family is in decline now, how could the grandfather and grandmother not be notified of such a major event as the death of the mother?

"Thank you father."

Luo Wuyou looked slightly stagnant, and then nodded in response, and said: "My daughter has asked Steward Luo to look through the calendar, and she thinks that she will be buried in three days. My grandfather and grandmother are old, and my daughter is worried that if they wait until then, I will bury her." Burial, my grandfather and grandmother will not be able to bear it."

He lowered his head and looked at the cold ground with worry-free eyes.

Qizhou, by the time his people send the letter there, it may be too late, and they may not even be able to see their grandfathers and grandmothers at all. Qizhou City may also be closed by then, and no one will be able to enter.

Big cousin, you must wait for Wuyou!

Be sure to wait worry-free...

"Ok."

A look of deep pain flashed across Luo Bingshu's face at the right time, and his voice was even more downcast with a touch of concern and pity, "Also, don't be too sad yourself, your mother will definitely be upset when she sees you like this." It's good, she respected your grandfather the most, and loved you the most."

"She won't feel good if she sees you like this."

"Worriless know, thank you father for caring."

Luo Wuyou nodded in response, but the tears flowed more ferociously, Luo Bingshu watched and sighed.

After saying a few more words, as soon as he left, all the aunts in the Xiangfu also came to offer incense to Gu Ruolan and An'er, and even a few princes came to express their condolences.

Compared with the desertedness in the usual days, for a while, a wave of people left in Wuyou Pavilion, and a wave of people came again.

It's just that no matter how many people there are, it can't dilute the sad atmosphere in the air.

Later, Shen Suqing and Lin Wanwei also came, seeing Luo Wuyou's sad look, the two girls also wept silently.

"Wuyou, don't be too sad. Although Aunt Lan is gone and An'er is gone, you still have us, you still have me and Sister Wanwei. Seeing you like this makes me really sad. worry……"

Shen Suqing wore a plain skirt, and her attire was very clean. Seeing Luo Wuyou kneeling in the mourning hall like that, weeping silently, crying until her eyes were red and swollen, she felt extremely sad, and threw herself into Lin Wanwei's arms, sobbing stand up.

The last time she came to Wuyou Pavilion, before leaving, she also went to see Aunt Lan, she was a very gentle woman, even more gentle than her mother, and An'er, An'er was lively and lovely at that time.

She still smiled at her, but she didn't expect that, not long after, the two of them disappeared.

What's even more hateful is that at this juncture, those nasty bastards are still thinking of murdering her, blaming her for being useless, they ran to find their cousin but couldn't find anyone, and when they returned to Xiang's mansion.

But everything has been settled, and she didn't accompany her when Wuyou was in the most difficult time.

As a good friend of hers, she is really not taking advantage of her job.

"Wuyou, don't blame yourself anymore. It's none of your business. The death of your mother and brother has nothing to do with you. The reason why Aunt Wan said that is to hit you. Seeing you collapse, if If you are really stuck in self-blame, then you are really fooled by her."

Lin Wanwei patted Shen Suqing's back lightly, with tears on her face.

Looking at the girl kneeling on the ground, her voice was choked with sobs: "I don't think your mother or brother would want to see you so sad, you must get better soon, worry-free, I want them to rest in peace , you need to get well soon."

"To live a better life than anyone else, to be happy, to live a good life with your mother and younger brother's share, this is the best consolation for them, I believe, and I am sure this is their greatest Wish is what they most want to see."

Saying these words again and again, in fact, even she herself didn't know if it would be useful.

She is not worry-free, and has no way to understand her feelings, but her parents passed away since she was a child, but she understands the child's desire for a mother, and she has seen everything happen with her own eyes.

I can't imagine how sad Wuyou must be now, even if she is heartbroken and heartbroken, I'm afraid she can't express the pain in her heart!

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

After a long time, Luo Wuyou finally raised his head, looked at the two of them, and said something comfortingly, his voice was already a little hoarse, his eye sockets were red and swollen, and his pupils were red and bloodshot.

Where it seems to be okay.

The two of them didn't know what to say to persuade her, so they could only silently accompany her and stayed in the Wuyou Pavilion for more than an hour before being persuaded by Hongjin and Jianqiu.

Take three steps and two look back, and leave without worry.

(End of this chapter)