What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

"It's not Missy. Boss Gu came up with these names."

Yu Qingxue's heart skipped a beat, he always thought that this big or small person was a pawn under Yuexue Lixu's command, but he didn't expect that the lonely family and even Yuexue's family began to gradually infiltrate.

Looking up at the three-foot moonlight, I can't help feeling a little regretful.

In order to get Gao Sijin, it may not be a wise choice to be an enemy of Yuexue Lixu. Gujia is like a detached hand, manipulating the puppet theater with the thread of fate.

"Here, Ms. Fukada," Yuexue Risan walked to the door of our house and said in a calm tone, "You can rest in room 422 on the fourth floor until seven o'clock tomorrow, and then you have to get up early and prepare to attend Master Gongyi's funeral is coming, as a servant, you will have to work harder tomorrow."

"Yes, I understand."

Yu Qingxue shrugged, let Fukada be Fukada.

Back then, she watched many love action movies, and it was precisely because of the teachings of so many teachers that Yu Qingxue had a wonderful experience in the mirror world, and she believed that the next experience would not be too far away.

The layout of the maid's room is very simple, after all, it is for servants to live in.

There is only one bed, one bedside table, one desk, and one wardrobe in the whole room.

Yu Qingxue took out the satchel, and carried all kinds of props to be used in the assassination, and put the remaining supplies to confuse others in the bag, and threw it aside.

After finishing everything, she didn't go to sleep, she sat on the bed and closed her eyes tightly.

Originally, after the old man Yuexue exploded the gold coins, the Yuexue Consortium should have been inherited by Yuexue Lixu to obtain epic enhancements, but who would have thought that there would be a moth now.

Next, according to Yu Qingxue's plan, Uyue will act as the main tank to attract hatred, and she will directly steal the home as an assassin. With the addition of the god-level assistant Gu Xiarui, it will be difficult to lose.

But there is another prerequisite, that is, for the assassination operation tomorrow, Yuexue Lixu must really believe that she is dead. For the final victory, Yu Qingxue is ready to be injured.

"Sijin, use your body to repay the injury I suffered."

Yu Qingxue longed for the time when she and Gao Sijin lived together on the island in the future.

It wasn't until the alarm rang that Yu Qingxue was dragged back from fantasy to reality.

It's already seven o'clock in the morning, and Tsukiyuki Kyouichi's body is currently placed in Horyuji Temple. Today, the eminent monks will do the ritual. Because of Tsukiyuki Kyouichi's special status, many people will come to express their condolences at the funeral. For sure, today is going to be a busy day.

After washing up, Yu Qingxue came to the courtyard at 6:40. The maids stood up straight, as if they were receiving military training.

Yu Qingxue also found that, compared with the maids under Yue Xuelixu, you will find that the maids in the family are generally older and have a subtle appearance. There is no rule to retire at the age of 25. The head maid is about 40 years old. His mother, Sang, stared at her triangular eyes and looked mean, as if she owed her twenty-five thousand and eighty thousand.

"New here, you are late! Don't think that you can do whatever you want here because you have Mr. Sunsan's relationship. The state owns the state's laws, and the family has family rules!"

"Sorry, I'll be there early next time."

Yu Qingxue immediately lowered her head, with a look of sincerity and fear.

As the saying goes, don't reach out and hit smiling people, but the freedom of country J is such that the best solution is to pretend to be cowardly and fearful, otherwise they will intensify with the excuse of "do you look down on me".

But sometimes, villains always want to find trouble for nothing.

Mama Sang stepped forward and raised her big fleshy hand to slap Yu Qingxue across the face.

Do you want to swallow your breath?

Of course I will.

Life is like a play, it depends on acting.

Facing the slap from the slap, Yu Qingxue stood still, but the fat aunt did not slap her down.

"Nian you are the first offender, so I won't bother with you this time. It's getting late, and it's time to prepare to go to Horyuji Temple."

The maid's hair stood on end.

In fact, nothing happened just now, Yu Qingxue just glanced at her lightly, which made her seem to see the consequences of a slap on the chin—defeating her bones and ashes.

Taking the bus, Yuexue's home is quite a distance from Tokyo. Yu Qingxue narrowed her eyes slightly, taking a nap while thinking about the next countermeasures.

The blood was like icy slush, flowing slowly in the snow field.

At this time, Sijin should have already woken up, what would he do alone in the basement?

Volume 28 #Chapter [-] Funeral incident

At Horyuji Temple, almost all the relatives of the Yuexue family wore gray mourning clothes with the family crest printed on them. In addition to the members of the Yuexue family, dignitaries from all over Tokyo, and wealthy merchants also flocked here. Compared with his funeral, it was a bit overwhelming.

Fortunately, the scale of Horyuji Temple is unprecedented, and it is divided into east and west courtyards. The Jialan in the west courtyard is the oldest wooden building complex in the world. The overall style imitates that built in the Northern Wei Dynasty, which is quite magnificent.

Maoyue combed her hair into an ancient black hair knot, also dressed in mourning clothes, and walked slowly into the temple.

Mustard grass was placed on both sides, and the central passage was still paved with wooden boards and covered with long snow-white cloth. Uzuki walked to the Nianxiang Terrace. From the moment Grandpa stopped breathing completely, all the pressure fell heavily on Uzuki's weak body. shoulders.

"Grandpa, good night..."

The coffin with the family crest printed on it was covered, revealing the remains of Tsukiyuki Kyoichi, who was made up by the best local mortician in Nara Prefecture. It was the same as before, as if he had fallen asleep.

The Guanshou of Horyu Temple, dressed in seven red robes, serves as the abbot and mage, while the deacons and monks in the other five robes stand behind and recite scriptures in unison.

Uzuki suppressed the urge to shed tears, and calmly said to the people who just sent flowers:

"Thank you for coming to see Grandpa for the last time, thank you very much."

"Grandpa has a spirit in heaven, he will definitely feel very relieved."

"Thank you, thank you very much, Mr. Prime Minister!"

Although Uzuki is the legal head of the Yuexue family, she has been bent over almost all day today. Compared with Uzuki, the work of the maids is even much easier. They just keep welcoming guests, but they don’t have to. Like Uzuki, everyone has to do it personally to be grateful.

In fact, Uzuki has already learned from Yu Qingxue's information that there are many people today, and they don't sincerely express their condolences. Many family members have already secretly turned to Cousin Lixu, but Uzuki still sincerely appreciates them for being able to see grandpa for the last time. On the one hand, it is the greatest recognition for this old man.

As the mourner of today's funeral, Uzuki knelt on the Nianxiang Terrace, looking deeply at the old man who was still wishing to teach Uzuki everything he had learned all his life not long ago, and now he finally closed his eyes and rested.

Putting his hands together for a long time, Uzuki held the white coral beads.

In a daze, Uzuki raised his head, and suddenly saw the phantoms of young men and women sitting in front of the altar, noticed Uzuki's gaze, they smiled and waved at Uzuki, Uzuki rubbed his eyes, and when he tried to look again, they had already disappeared up.

Grandpa is really gone.

However, grandpa seemed to be very happy when he left, and he could finally let go of the pressure.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the guests had left in a hurry. Maoyue bowed respectfully to the monks to express their gratitude. The monks returned the salute and bowed to leave.

The hall bell rang.

The public sacrifice is over.

But the long and endless mourning team is still terrifyingly large. Many relatives of the Yuexue family who work abroad have also rushed back. turn up.

It's all family now.

Then, an ominous voice suddenly sounded.

"Uzuki, with your current knowledge and ability, are you really sure to take over the power of the family and become the new head?"

The first person to speak was an old man in plain clothes. He was the current head of the sub-family Yue Xuezheng. Unlike Yue Xue Kyouichi, this old man exuded an aura of awe. Angrily scolded the head of the branch family for his presumptuousness, but at this moment, no one stood out.

"You are Wenzi's daughter, the one who separates the family."

Another man from a separated family living in Daban Market spoke.

"He is the heir chosen by Master Gongyi before his death. Now that the master's body is still alive, what do you guys want to do?!"

The upright man from our family spoke.

However, based on Uzuki's understanding of him, the reason why he was willing to help him out of the siege was only because Uzuki was more foolish than Li Xu. Many people who supported Uzuki were not because they obeyed Master Kyouichi's last words, but because they simply He wants to secretly control the family through Uzuki in the future.

Although Uzuki is kind, she is not stupid, and she can see who is ambitious.

In fact, there are very few people in the whole family who really help Uzuki, and most of them are humble.

"I have a way to lead the family." Uzuki stood up, with unprecedented determination in his eyes, and stared back at the opponents.

Many people are on the side of Cousin Lixu. If they don't behave well, the fence-sitters who swing from side to side will also stand with Cousin Lixu.

"Give me a month and I will prove myself."

"To put it simply, why should we trust you?!"

"If I can't do that, I will step aside as patriarch myself."

Uzuki was not frightened by the roar of her relatives. She was no longer the ordinary female high school student in the past. She had made up her mind the moment she decided to save Gao Sijin and become happy together.

Moreover, the family will definitely usher in a new peak. In fact, the economy of the Yuexue Consortium is largely dependent on country C and country A. It is just that the lonely family plays a pivotal role in both countries and can easily help Uzuki. Get through this crisis.

"In the next month, I will achieve the strategic goal that Grandpa Gong Yi failed to achieve ten years ago, but the premise is that you must obey me, otherwise I will expel you from the family."

"Okay, let's wait and see!"

It is not so much a condolence, it is better to use this as an excuse to raise a teacher.

At eight o'clock in the evening, people in the family also left the venue one after another.

"Uzuki, aren't you going back?" A few aunts who felt sorry for Uzuki because of Uzuki's kindness asked.

"I want to keep vigil for grandpa tonight." Uzuki stood up and bowed to his aunt, "Aunt Songzi also worked hard today, so be careful on the road."

"It's a pity, Gong Yi."

In today's funeral, not many people sincerely expressed their condolences.

The death of some people is like a whale falling. After death, the last nourishment after being dismembered by others is the same for those politicians, clansmen, and guests of other financial groups.

Even myself is the same.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I took advantage of your death."

In the early morning, Uzuki had to rush to a well-prepared assassination scene to deceive Cousin Lixu and make Sister Yu a "dead person".

Sitting quietly on the mat, waiting for the passage of time.

In the end, we must be able to successfully rescue Sijin with Sister Yu and Yingzi. Uzuki is very relieved when he thinks of Sijin's smiling face after he regains his freedom.

He can go home, talk freely about various topics with his family and friends in China, and feel the warmth of his hometown with open arms.

Not long ago, Uzuki saw this sentence in a book recommended by Gao Sijin: If you desire something, you have to let it be free. If it comes back to you, it belongs to you. If it doesn’t Come back, you never had it.

Presumably, Cousin Lixu will never understand.

Time is not long, nor is it short.

It's almost time to meet Sister Yu again, so Uzuki tidies up her clothes and prepares to go out.

Volume 29 #Chapter [-] Death of the Assassin

At one o'clock in the morning, there was only Uzuki left in the temple, and all the relatives had left Horyuji Temple.

The night is silent, and the lonely moonlight hangs in the sky.

"Grandpa, I'll be back later, and then I'm going to do what I think is right."

Uzuki stood up and walked to the coffin at last before leaving.

The old man who spared no effort to guide Uzuki will never wake up again, and Uzuki must walk the rest of the way alone.

The air was a bit dull, making it difficult for Uzuki to breathe.

In order to finally successfully deceive Yuexue Lixu, Uzuki must hurt Yu Qingxue next, and even make her look like she is dead.

After the victory, Gao Sijin will be free, and then they will step into the palace of marriage together, release white doves under the sound of bells, and start their exclusive wedding.

Uzuki believes that she can give Gao Sijin a much happier life than Cousin Lixu.

Putting on his shoes, Uzuki walked outside step by step.

The ancient buildings in the temple are like the scene of a costume drama. It seems that a ninja will suddenly appear in the next second, fly over the eaves and walk over the wall, and leave in a hurry after a single blow.

When he came to the designated spot, Uzuki raised his head and looked at the vast moonlight.

It is around 1:[-] in the morning, the breeze is blowing, and it is a bit cold, and the bright moon is always missing a piece.

boom.

A muffled gunshot sounded suddenly from behind Uzuki.

In order to perform this play, Uzuki has already made up his mind.

She turned around slowly, and the bullet fired just now remained motionless as if embedded in a wall of air.

"Good evening, are you here to kill me?"