Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1703 Murong Yixue, helplessly guarding the spirit

"If you don't go to guard the spirit, then I will divorce your mother." Murong Tianyun threatened.

Murong Yixue glared angrily, but Murong Tianyun didn't look at her, and said: "I can do what I say." Then he turned and left.

"Yixue, forget it, stop talking, it's useless." Chen Ruolian pushed Murong Yixue's hand away, and staggered into the room.

Murong Yixue also followed in: "Could it be that you're just watching me keep watch for other women?"

Chen Ruolian closed her eyes helplessly. If Sun Xiaoxiao was buried in the ancestral grave of Murong's family, she would not be able to be buried in it after her death. Moreover, Yixue is the daughter of the Xiangfu, and other than the wife of the Xiangfu, she cannot be buried there. The rest of the women kept vigil for Sun Xiaoxiao this time, which means that after she dies, Yixue can't keep vigil for her, not only Yixue, but even Sicong.

It's ironic, she, Chen Ruolian, obviously gave birth to a son and a daughter, but in the end, no one died for her, while Sun Xiaoxiao had no children, yet so many people died for her and kept watch for her.

In the open and covert battle with Sun Xiaoxiao, she lost, and she lost miserably. Not only did she lose her identity and her dignity, but she also lost her most important things. .

*********
In the end, in order not to let her father divorce her mother, Murong Yixue bit the bullet and went to guard Sun Xiaoxiao's spirit. When she appeared in the mourning hall, everyone was really surprised.

And these surprised people naturally refer to the servants in the mansion. A person as proud as Murong Yixue is willing to bow his head to Sun Xiaoxiao, who is not her mother, and this naturally surprises everyone the result of.

Murong Bingxue and Murong Lianxue were kneeling on the ground, when they saw Murong Yixue coming in, the corners of their mouths curled into a sneer, and they thought to themselves, Murong Yixue, you will have today too.

Murong Yixue already knew this was the result, she raised her head and tried her best to ignore those gazes, if it wasn't for her mother, she would not have come here, so she wouldn't have to suffer from everyone's mocking and gloating gazes.

Murong Yixue glanced at the coffin not far away, bit her lips tightly, and looked very unwilling.

"Since you are here to guard the spirit, you should kneel down. The third sister is disrespectful to "mother" by standing like this." Murong Bingxue deliberately bit the word "mother", and when she said this, the corner of her mouth curled into a smug smile.

Murong Yixue gave Murong Bingxue a hard look, gritted her teeth and said, "Murong Bingxue, shut up."

"Heh, someone has become angry from embarrassment." As she spoke, she made a funny face for Murong Yixue to see.

When Murong Yixue was about to go up and slap her, Murong Sicong who was beside him grabbed Murong Yixue's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Yixue, forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person."

Murong Yixue looked at her incompetent elder brother, wearing filial piety clothes, kneeling to burn paper money for that woman.

He shook Murong Sicong's hand away, gave him a blank look, and let out a cold snort. Just as he was about to leave, he felt pushed hard by someone. One of them lost his footing, and the whole person lay straight on the bed in front of him. He fell on the soft cushion on the ground where people kneel down.

"Yixue, are you alright?" Murong Sicong hurriedly helped Murong Yixue up, and asked with concern.

Murong Yixue threw Murong Sicong away, turned her head to see Murong Bingxue's gloating smile.

(End of this chapter)