Fast time travel, but the villain is not a human being

Chapter 177
Today is a good time, and the city is full of lights like a sea of ​​sparks.

On New Year's Eve, thousands of families celebrate together.Even if it was rumored that General Yong'an Hou Yun died on the 24th Bridge on the day of Xiaonian.

No matter what happens, for most people, they should still live the new year.

As for the life and death of Marquis Yong'an, those who don't pay attention don't care.

Those who paid attention, even if they didn't get the exact news, basically believed it.

After all, it has long been heard that Marquis Yong'an will remarry his second wife who was divorced once on Xiaonian.

You can see that the Hou Mansion has been decorated with lights and festoons since last night, but today is past the auspicious time, and there is no movement at the Hou Mansion, instead it is dead silent.

Therefore, there are also a large number of people's New Year's Eve, which is destined not to be peaceful and festive.

"Pause."

On the lively long street, a luxurious carriage stopped suddenly.

A plain hand lifted the embroidered curtains on the car, revealing half of a dignified and beautiful face.

A sharp-eyed passerby pulled his companion and whispered: "Look, it's Miss Yun from Yunfu."

"Go buy a sugar man."

However, before the companion had time to look at it, Miss Yun gave a simple order to the accompanying maid and immediately lowered the curtain.

The carriage drove away quickly, left the long street, and stopped in front of the Hou Mansion.

"Miss, here we are."

At first there was no movement in the carriage, and after a while Yun Yiyi opened the curtain and looked up at the Hou Mansion.

There is still red silk hanging on the gate of the Hou Mansion, and red lights hanging under the porch.

Yun Yiyi got off the carriage, stood in front of the gate and said coldly: "Remove all of these."

Before he could reach the gate, people from the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Ministry of Rites, those he knew and did not know, all surrounded him.

"Miss Yun."

"Miss Yun."

……

Anxious, regretful, comforting, businesslike... Whether it was true feelings or false feelings, Yun Yiyi couldn't listen to any of them and found them very noisy.

"My lords, if you have any questions about Master Hou, please go to the palace to meet the Holy Majesty. Yiyi is here today to help her younger brother deal with the funeral."

Yun Yiyi had a cold face and almost gritted her teeth when talking about the Holy Master and Shidi. "But……"

"Miss Yun..."

No but!He shall bear the consequences of the Holy One himself!
Yun Yiyi ignored the crowd, strode into the Hou Mansion, and ordered the gate to be closed.

Once the door is closed, there are two worlds outside the door and inside the door.

Outside the door is the country, and inside the door is home.

It's just the same gloom.

Yun Yiyi held the sugar figurine she bought on the street in her hand, and walked slowly, followed by everyone in the Hou's mansion who didn't dare to show their air.

Oh, take care of the funeral.

Even if she has murderous intentions, she can only calm down and do these meaningless things at the moment.

Suifeng is dead, so it doesn't matter what happens behind him.

If Master Hou is not here, the Hou Mansion will be disbanded sooner or later.

The other servants were fine, and Zuo Bu took them to the Yun Mansion, but how to deal with the group of women behind them who covered their faces with handkerchiefs and let out a cry or two from time to time?

After all, it is Suifeng's nominal concubine, so she has to make proper arrangements for whether she will stay or go.

"Miss Yun, Lord Marquis, has he really..." There was silence all the way, and the nominal second lady finally couldn't help but ask.

"I'm dead, I'm sorry." Yun Yiyi was really not in the mood to deal with them, and said coldly, "Don't follow me, each go back and think about the future. I want to be alone now, and we can talk about things tomorrow."

No matter what happens, tomorrow will come.

Even though her beloved brother died today.

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　　There was no update yesterday.

　　The phone is dropped.

　　I was so distraught that a kind person contacted me in the evening to pick it up tomorrow.

　　Grateful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)