Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1217 Republic of China: Ruthless young marshal, don't come here! (90)

The next day, early morning.

When the first ray of dim morning light dyed with orange flowers breaks through the clouds and shines down from above, dispersing the heavy darkness that envelopes the North City General's Mansion-

At the same time, a scream broke through the void from bottom to top and resounded through the sky!

"Not good! No! My aunt hangs herself!"

The maid's terror screams broke the tranquility of the house in the early morning.

Soon, the news of Chen Yuner hanging herself spread like a spring breeze to every corner of the General's Mansion.

Chen Yun'er is dead.

When the news reached Bai Mo's ears, she was invited by several concubines to the garden to enjoy flowers and tea. The women in the backyard during the Republic of China period had only such a little entertainment except for revolving around a man.

Several concubines came together, Bai Mo was the junior, so he had to be kind enough to refuse.

The spring is shining and the branches are blooming. Even the death of Chen Yuner has not disturbed the charm of these concubines.

The smiles on their faces never changed at all, just like Chen Yun'er was an insignificant person, not a woman who once monopolized Bo Dashu, which made them grit their teeth behind their backs.

Only the second concubine who was in charge of the house affairs of the coach's house and the housework was in charge of the housework, asked a lot: "Have the coach ever instructed me to do what to do with the funeral of my concubine?"

"Everything is simple." The four words of the personal guard officer next to the General Bo fully represent Bo Xiao's opinions.

Two children were lost in a row, and from then on, the fourth concubine, who had been vegetarian and chanting Buddha's name, couldn't help but sigh with compassion, "I'm going to go so young, I'm afraid... I'm not willing to accept it, so why don't you ask someone to do a ritual?"

"What the Grand Marshal ordered was to keep everything simple at the funeral of my concubine, so naturally, we should not mobilize all the troops to invite the Maoshan Taoist priest from the drum team to disturb the mansion. Qiu Rong, you said this really makes me difficult to deal with!"

In addition to the eldest concubine who had passed away but gave birth to the eldest son Bo Xizhi and the seventh concubine who gave birth to the ninth son, the second concubine who had the oldest qualifications and the highest status. What's more, she has two daughters who married a high-ranking family, and her confidence is more than others when speaking.

Naturally, I refuted it unhappily!

The fourth concubine Qiurong immediately shut up and stopped talking.

Listening to the concubines playing the sword, Bai Mo's eyes were filled with spring light, but his smile was a little careless.

Chen Yun'er is dead...

This is really not good news.

It’s not that Bai Mo and Chen Yuner have some feelings for each other, but that they learned about it through the conversation and laughter of several concubines-

Chen Yuner is born in Yin year, Yin month, Yin day and Yin time!

If a woman who occupies the four yin energy dies in vain and does not get rid of her mind, she will easily become a ghost!

There is already a thousand-year-old female ghost like Yancai in the Supervisor's Mansion that is difficult to deal with. If there is a Chen Yuner who hates her so much that she is so angry...

Just thinking about it, Bai Mo felt the wind gushing and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the goosebumps on his arm.

"Is it cold for the eldest grandma?" The eighth concubine on the side saw Bai Mo's movements and couldn't help but speak out and worry.

"The spring is chilly and it's a bit cold. My concubines, Liusu forgot to bring his shawl, so he went back first."

Bai Mo nodded and stood up and left.

Behind him, several concubines lowered their voices, "I don't know how this person got into that person's eyes. It seems that there is no difference between me and my niece in my parents' home..."

"Tsk, you actually want to give your niece to the young coach? Are you not afraid of ending up with Chen Yuner?"

"Speaking of this, Mu Liusu is also a blessing. He can win the favor of the young man. Even if there is a difference in identity, what problem will it be? Thinking about that person back then, wasn't that person too..."

"I'm afraid it won't take long to change our words. We can't call this young lady..."

...

The master of gossip about the gossip of all the concubines, but when passing by a rockery in Huamu, a big palm suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it in unexpectedly-
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next