The Lovely Wife's Magical Calculation

Chapter 272: The Coffin Trap (1)
In the afternoon, both the guests and the family members of the Prince Zhong's Mansion returned to the mourning hall to keep watch.

From time to time, a bell rang, echoing throughout the Prince Zhong's Mansion.

The sound of the bell reveals endless loneliness, just like the long road to the underworld, with no one to accompany it.

Waiting quietly, the time to close the coffin is coming.

The coffin will be built tonight, and the spirit will be buried early tomorrow morning. The loyal prince who has enjoyed wealth and honor for a lifetime will be buried forever in a gorgeous mausoleum.

This can't help but make people feel that no matter how powerful they are, they still have to lie in the loess in the end, slowly decaying and festering.

Suddenly, the ringing of the bell stopped, and then the eunuch presiding over the funeral appeared and began to cover the coffin.

Standing from a distance, Ye Luguan watched, feeling that this big family has many rules, even building a coffin should be so grand.

The sons and daughters knelt on the ground, and seven strong men in white filial piety came in, and they covered the coffin.

There are three layers of inner and outer coffins, the outermost coffin is thick and gorgeous, and the outer coffin will only be closed when the burial is carried out tomorrow.Today's coffin is built with two layers of coffins.

Following the eunuch's elongated and high-pitched tone, seven strong men began to build the coffin.The first coffin lid was not big, but it was the heaviest. The seven of them worked together to lift it up, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort.

The children who were kneeling all over the ground cried even harder, and for a moment, the entire mourning hall was filled with their cries.

This cry sounded sincere, not as perfunctory as it was last night and this morning.

Ye Lu looked at them, and couldn't help feeling a little moved.Even if it was pretending at that time, but at this moment, I am afraid that it is really sad.Prince Zhong has a high status, even the current emperor has to respectfully call him uncle.Now that he is dead, he does not know the fate of the Prince Zhong's Mansion.

The double coffin lid was put on, and then nails were driven in, the dust settled, and the burial will be carried out tomorrow.

Ye Lu turned his head and glanced at Zhu Beiyu, he will probably say goodbye to Prince Zhong's eldest son in a while.Get out of here quickly, because what Long Zhao wants to do, he can't always be here.One is that he can't stretch his hands and feet, and the other is that he has too many eyes, so he can't tear himself apart with Long Zhaozhen.

After the coffin was built, the seven strong men left the mourning hall, and the crying family members over there also gradually calmed down.It's getting dark outside, it's time to go.

However, at this moment, Long Zhao suddenly left the mourning hall.

Looking at him, Ye Lu couldn't help frowning, is he planning to leave first?
Shen Tuyi, Yang Ye, and Zhu Beiyu also followed Long Zhao, seeing him walk outside the mourning hall, bowed his head and said something with his subordinates, and then turned around and smiled.

That smile is very weird, and it seems to be very proud, which makes people feel that it is not good.

Grabbing Shen Tuyi's hand, Ye Lu felt uneasy, "What does he want?" This is Prince Zhong's residence, could it be that he really dares to make a move here?

Shen Tuyi's face was cold and hard, his deep eyes were without warmth, and he kept looking at Long Zhao outside the mourning hall.

Suddenly, Long Zhao said suddenly, "Ninth Brother, we finally got together, why don't we come out and talk?"

Ye Lu frowned, turned to look at Shen Tuyi, his face was stern.

This must be because the weasel had no good intentions in wishing the chicken New Year, Ye Lu grabbed Shentuyi's hand and whispered: "Don't go."

"With so many people here, City Lord Shentu doesn't show face, but he's guilty." Yang Ye shook his head almost imperceptibly, Shentuyi had to go.

"Master Zhu, you bid farewell to the son and set off, and leave here as soon as possible." Shen Tuyi looked outside the mourning hall and said in a low voice.

"Okay." Zhu Beiyu nodded, and must leave here as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)