In a courtyard with two entrances in the north of Fenglin Town, Xiaoqin was kneeling in front of a middle-aged woman, begging bitterly.

"Auntie, I beg you to let me go back. I still have two daughters at home."

"My daughter's father died early. My eldest daughter was six years old and my younger daughter was less than three years old."

"The children have lost their mother, and my careless mother-in-law cannot hold them back. Please show mercy and let me go back. I will kowtow to you!"

Xiaoqin said, banging her head on the floor tiles in front of the woman.

"Bang bang bang."

After a while, his forehead was broken, and drops of blood fell to the floor tiles. Xiaoqin looked up, with messy hair, pale face, and bright red blood, which was very scary.

The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "Woman, it's not my mother-in-law who keeps you in check. It's your mother-in-law who took our money and sold you to my son for a secret marriage."

"My son was a civil servant during his lifetime. As soon as he passed the exam, he fell seriously ill before he could become an official."

"My son is unwilling to be in the underworld. He doesn't have a wife to take care of him. It's so lonely."

"You go downstairs to accompany her. You are also the wife of a civil servant. What an honor!" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

It's just that this smile looks particularly eerie in the dim candlelight in this room.

Especially the middle-aged woman leaned down and stretched out her cold fingers to gently slide over Xiaoqin's face.

A chill rose from Xiaoqin's back. Xiaoqin shuddered, pushed the woman away, got up and ran towards the door of the house over there.

"Let me out, let me out, I want to go home!"

Xiaoqin frantically pulled the bolt on the door, and then ran outside to the yard.

Behind him, the middle-aged woman stood up and waved her hand: "Catch her!"

Inside the house, two people who looked like servants, a man and a woman, rushed out, pushed Xiaoqin to the ground, and then dragged her back into the house by her hair.

"Madam, this woman is dishonest. She is still making trouble three days after being captured. How should we deal with her?" the maid asked.

The middle-aged woman said: "It's more than half an hour before the auspicious time comes. Let's put the bride in the coffin first!"

After saying these words, the middle-aged woman turned around and left the house.

Standing in the yard, the middle-aged woman looked up at the night sky above her head and murmured: "Son, my mother has done everything she can. You can rest in peace down there!"

In the room behind him, two servants, a man and a woman, covered Xiaoqin's mouth and nose with a soft cloth soaked in potion.

After a while, Xiaoqin, who was still struggling, stopped playing and fainted.

The two of them picked up a red wedding dress that had been prepared nearby and put it on Xiaoqin.

Then he picked up the rouge and dabbed it on Xiaoqin's face a few times, then put on a pair of red embroidered shoes.

Finally, a yellow talisman was pasted on Xiaoqin's forehead, and then the two of them worked together to lift Xiaoqin and put it into the coffin in the corner of the room, and then tightly closed the coffin lid leaning against the wall.

"It's almost done. Let's wait for the auspicious time to send the young lady to marry the young master." The maid said to the male servant.

At dawn, a funeral procession of more than a dozen people quietly left the yard and walked straight to the hillside outside Maplewood Town.

The leader held a soul-calling flag in his hand and scattered paper money on the ground as he walked.

In the middle of the team, eight people were carrying a coffin, followed by several people, holding several paper figures in their hands, dressed as maids.

Obviously, this is a maid who was burned with the young mistress to the young master below.

The morning mist shrouded the group of people walking silently at the foot of the mountain, while crows screamed hoarsely on the branches above their heads.

Next to a big tree at the foot of the mountain, there is a new grave.

The team carrying the coffin stopped near the new grave, and then the men picked up the shovels and picks they had brought with them and began to dig the grave.

The middle-aged woman was supported by two maids, sitting on a stone nearby and crying her heart out.

"My short-lived son is so lucky..."

"Your father passed away early, and your mother pooped and pooped on you until you grew up. My son lived in poverty for ten years and finally passed away, so why did he go?"

"Let me, an old woman with white hair, send someone with black hair. Oh my God, why don't you open your eyes? Uuuuuuu..."

She cried so miserably that everyone around her cried when she heard it, and her movements of shovels and pickaxes became faster.

Soon the grave was dug and a coffin was revealed inside.

Black liquid overflowed from around the coffin, and the smell wafted out.

Everyone came prepared, stuffed the cotton strips they brought with them into their nostrils, and then dug into the empty space beside the coffin, digging out another empty space.

"Lower the coffin and send the young master and young lady into the bridal chamber!"

someone shouted.

Then, they began to lift the coffin with the violin on the ground and put it into the dug grave...

"Stop, stop it quickly!"

From behind, there was a sudden shout.

I saw a middle-aged man who looked like a strong bull running towards this side. Behind the middle-aged man, there were more than a dozen men and women following. The men also held poles, shovels and pickaxes in their hands.

Wait guys.

The gravediggers here were all surprised. They all looked at the middle-aged woman sitting on the stone crying.

The middle-aged woman was also surprised. With the help of two maids, she stood up and looked towards the visitor.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the middle-aged woman asked loudly.

The leader, a man as strong as an ox, stopped, panting heavily and asked the old woman: "Sister, may I ask if you are from the Xue Ju family in Fenglin Town?"

The middle-aged woman was secretly surprised, but she still nodded and said, "Yes, my son is the first person to be elected in Fenglin Town in the past fifty years."

The strong man raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and shouted to his companions who were following behind him: "We found it, it's this one, come here quickly!"

As he shouted, the people running behind him swarmed up and lifted up the new coffin that had just been put down.

The coffin was so heavy that it would be difficult to lift it up in a narrow space without the help of ropes.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman was shocked and shouted: "What are you going to do? Hurry, push them away, don't let them hinder my son's important event!"

The people who were with the middle-aged woman came over quickly and started pulling and pulling with their hands, almost beating her with a hoe and a pickaxe.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ruoqing knew that she could not bother to explain with courtesy first and then with soldiers at this moment.

Xiaoqin was locked in that big coffin, not knowing whether to live or die!

Yang Ruoqing rushed over, pulled out a dagger she carried with her, and inserted it into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body.

He cut open the sealed fire wax, and then called to Damo next to him: "Brother Damo, stop fighting, come and help me!"

Damo came over quickly, and the two of them worked together to push the coffin lid aside with a loud bang.

Yang Ruoqing's heart suddenly sank when she saw Xiaoqin wearing a wedding dress with her hands tied behind her back and a charm on her forehead.

Could it be that it was too late? Xiaoqin was given poison by the Xue family, right?
Chapter completed!