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Chapter 122 Funeral?

On the main street where the Prime Minister's Mansion went to the Qi Palace, there were already people watching the fun, and they were whispering to the scene in front of them.

The expressions on the face are all kinds of wonderful, strange, gloating, and ridiculous, but more of them look like they are watching the show!

Jun Haoqi, wearing a red wedding dress, sat high on the horse's back. His face, which should have been full of joy, was covered with dark clouds at this time. So a funeral procession was parked not far from them, and everyone was wearing white mourning clothes, with sad crying endlessly. In sharp contrast to Jun Haoqi and the others.?

Originally, according to the rules, the conflict between the two teams should be avoided, but not to mention that the teams of joy and the funeral are too grand, and the wide streets have become bustling because of the two teams, and the funeral teams...

The wedding girl who came to meet her with her bride looked at the scene with a pale face. It was a big bad luck to encounter this happy event. However, the royal family and clan marriage were usually chosen by the Imperial Heaven Criminal. There was no reason to encounter such a mischievous event. The wedding girl's eyes turned and suddenly remembered how the position of Princess Qi came from now. She secretly thought in her heart: Could it be that even God couldn't stand it, so she did such a thing to punish them!

Regardless of the fact that Xiniang is thinking now, the scene in front of her is obviously a little out of control.

The guards who were responsible for the team around Jun Haoqi took a step forward: "Today is the day when King Qi is happy, so why don't you retreat quickly."

"What! Go back?" The middle-aged woman in mourning clothes in front of the coffin also forgot to cry. Her sharp voice seemed particularly clear on the noisy street. The crowds watching the fun stopped talking because of her voice and looked at her one after another.

"My husband is dead. It's fine if you stop here and don't let him get buried as soon as possible, but let him retreat. What's the reason?" The middle-aged woman's eyes were red, and she stared at the guards as if she was looking at a person who was unforgivable.

The guard said with a ugly expression: "Can you still ask King Qi to give way to you? This marriage was chosen by the emperor. If something is wrong, you can tell what the crime is."

"Contradict the royal family, the following is the superior, and resist the order..."

The middle-aged woman had a moment of hesitation on her face, and she recovered in an instant, and quickly interrupted: "So what? Can the royal family stop the dead from being buried in peace? If this is true, then the old woman would ask what the law of heaven is? It is said that the emperor is kind-hearted and blessed the world. Could it be that this is what is called blessing. Be kind, that old woman has been taught." As she said that, the middle-aged woman looked at her face with a look of sorrow that she was more heartbroken than death.

When the people watching the show in the crowd heard her, they all took a breath and said to themselves: This woman is so brave that she dares to ask the royal family for justice.

Finally, someone in the crowd saw the woman looking as if she was so sad, and said unbearably: "Madam, you might as well go back. Today is the day of King Qi's happiness. Why don't you find it at this time? After this incident, you will bury your husband again. Wouldn't we be at peace?"

The people on the side also agreed and persuaded the woman, but they forgot that the middle-aged woman should give in to the truth in this matter.

In the wedding sedan chair, Mu Yinghan held hands with her hands to death. Her cheeks, which were supposed to be rosy with a little makeup, were pale and her eyes were already red. What happened outside had already fallen into her ears without missing a word. When she was welcoming the bride, she encountered a funeral. In the royal family, Mu Yinghan was probably the first to encounter it. I don’t have to think about it and know how many people she would be ridiculed and ridiculed after this incident.

"Prince...Person, don't worry, the prince will definitely handle this matter well." The maid who was accompanying him said carefully.

Mu Yinghan's face under the espresso twisted and said in a silence: "If I let this princess know who ruined my good deeds, I will definitely tear her apart."

The maid couldn't help but chill and looked at Mu Yinghan, who was blocked by Xipa, with fear. "The princess is just a vulgar and ignorant woman. Why should the princess get angry for such a person?" Since the incident some time ago, the lady's temperament has become more and more unstable, and she likes to vent her anger on the servants if there are any unpleasant things.

"Stop your anger! You may still be wondering how to laugh at this princess!" Mu Yinghan snorted coldly.

The maids were shocked and quickly knelt down and said, "The princess is clear, even if I have the courage to do so, I dare not have such thoughts."

"It's good that you know! If I let this princess know that you have disobedient to me at all, I will never show mercy." Mu Yinghan said in a cold voice.

In the wedding sedan chair, the maids trembled with Mu Yinghan's words, and the middle-aged woman outside also clearly passed in.

"I will tell you clearly today that I don't even want me to retreat to the door. At worst, we can spend time here together." The middle-aged woman did what she said, and as soon as she finished speaking, she ordered the person carrying the coffin behind to sit down and rest, and she had the idea of ​​spending her life with Jun Haoqi and others to the end.

"presumptuous!"

Jun Haoqi's face was gloomy. If it weren't for the day of great joy, he would have killed this group of unfamiliar people who knew the world were unfamiliar.

The guard looked at the unmoved middle-aged woman and others with a ugly expression, and turned his eyes to Jun Haoqi, "Prince, the auspicious time is coming soon. Should we mobilize people to bombard the group of people?"

Jun Haoqi nodded. The guards got Jun Haoqi's affirmation and immediately turned around to transfer people.

The waiting time was long, and during this period, the other party's desolate crying sounded endlessly. It surrounded Jun Haoqi's group of wedding reception teams, which made everyone feel an illusion that they were not here to welcome the wedding, but rather like a funeral.

Jun Haoqi's face was gloomy and seemed to be a storm that would come the next moment, but he regretted that he shouldn't marry Mu Yinghan today. As he thought about it, Jun Haoqi naturally believed that the beginning of this matter was because Mu Yinghan had already invisibly listed Mu Yinghan as one of the culprits.

After a moment, a pair of neat footsteps sounded from far to near. From a distance, a team of soldiers wearing armor and helmets came towards this side with great momentum.

The middle-aged woman and others quickly stood up, and looked at the scene in front of them with a strange look, but they disappeared in an instant.

"What are you doing? Can you think of using power to suppress others?" the middle-aged woman whispered: "I heard that King Qi was a gentle and gentleman. When I saw him today, he was no different from those hypocrites who had a hypocritical face."

"presumptuous!"

A female voice mixed with anger came from behind. Everyone looked in the sound and saw an exquisite and gorgeous sedan chair appearing in their sight.

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