After the monks from Fahua Temple came to work in the water and land temple, the old lady's coffin was almost about to be funeral. Although the coffin was used according to the regulations of the first-class lady's imperial edict, the coffin was also ready to be used, but the coffin still had to be returned to its hometown. In the end, it was impossible to stay in the capital for too long.

Emperor Xuanjing had issued an imperial edict before, helping the Song family to help the people who returned to their hometown to help the Song family get out of the court, and they were only in the inns and taverns and at the inn.

Such an honor is unprecedented, which shows how much respect the new emperor respects the imperial teacher.

On the last day of the spirit stopping, Liang Jun appeared in the mourning hall. He looked at the dark and solemn coffin in the middle. Thinking of the scene when the old lady was greeting him with a cold face and told him not to bully her granddaughter. His eyes, which had been in a few days, were sour and astringent. He slowly knelt in front of the coffin and kowtowed three times.

Song Wei's mood has eased recently, and there are many trivial things, so he is always busy and has no time to think about anything else. I heard that Liang Jun is here, so he asked someone to invite him.

When Liang Jun arrived in Song Wei's room, he knelt down at him, regardless of the servants.

Song Wei stepped back at the servants bent over and then bent down to help him.

"I am guilty of failing to take good care of Jiaojiao after the student failed to take good care of Jiaojiao." Liang Jun refused to get up, his voice was hoarse, and every word was said very hard.

It can be seen that due to Song Jiao's death, he has become much more depressed and haggard during this period.

"This is Jiaojiao's fate." Compared to Liang Jun, Song Wei seemed particularly calm and calm. "She is a kind-hearted and good child. If you have a spirit in heaven, you will definitely not want you to live in guilt and self-blame for the rest of your life."

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Inner courtyard, Qingteng House.

Erlang's wife came over hurriedly and saw Wenwan still sitting in front of the mirror in a daze. She was extremely anxious. "The lord arranged by the Ministry of Rites has arrived. I will be going to have a spiritual funeral and return home. Why are you still sitting there and not moving after third brother or sister?"

Wenwan looked at herself in the bronze mirror and asked Erlang's wife, "Have all the guests arrived?"

"Everyone is in the outer courtyard." Erlang's wife thought of something and added another sentence, "Concubine Qing is here too."

Concubine Qing got an exception and moved out of the palace to Prince Jing's Mansion to take care of the two little princes. There were many wives from aristocratic families outside who wanted to make friends with her. Unfortunately, Concubine Qing was a quiet person and would not easily appear at banquets in various palaces. Today, she came to see the old lady of the Song family. I don't know if it was the instruction of the new emperor or she came spontaneously. Whether it was the former or the latter, she could appear in the Song family to add another layer of glory to the old lady's funeral after her death.

Wenwan nodded, reached out and picked off the white flowers on her head, and changed the beads to the hairpin.

Erlang's wife looked surprised, "Third brother and sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

Wen Wan ignored her and found a set of clothes from the closet. She walked to the screen and changed it. When she came out again, she was the daughter-in-law of the Song family who was wearing a plain head and a white hairpin. She wore a light blue double-breasted skirt. Although the color was not bright, as a filial daughter-in-law, this way of wearing was obviously wrong.

Seeing Wenwan's red lips curled up, and the cold light seemed to be shining in her eyes. Erlang's wife shivered and was completely stunned because she saw Wenwan going out like this...

After realizing it, Erlang's wife quickly caught up with her.

Wen Wan walked very fast and actually headed towards the mourning hall.

Erlang's wife thought that this sister-in-law was probably not hysterical, otherwise she would be able to wear makeup and beads and hairpins during the great funeral.

She chased after her and shouted loudly, which caused the people to turn around, and they all saw the gentle skirt fluttering and delicate makeup, and immediately took a breath.

The funeral is about to be held back home. What is the wife doing?

The fear of something happening is also due to the mentality of watching the show. The servants left their work and followed Erlang's wife to the mourning hall.

At this time, outside the mourning hall, the guests had already used seats to wait for the time to start the funeral.

Song Wei stood in the mourning hall and whispered to the leader of the steward. Suddenly, he heard a wave of discussion outside. He turned his head and saw a pretty figure walking in gracefully.

It was Wen Wan that she had already taken off her body and her light green skirt, and her light green skirt was slightly thin. She could see the moon-white red peony inside. The sky blue rolled with her waist and tied her plain white skirt. She held her waist with her waist down, and two pink and purple palace ribbons hung down and swayed gently with her steps.

The double-breasted skirt was originally very tight, and she dressed up like a gentle girl. She looked like a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, but she was incompatible with the white mourning hall in front of her, not to mention that she was the daughter-in-law of the deceased and the mistress of the Song family.

As if he didn't hear the whispers from the guests outside, Wen Wan stepped across the threshold and stood in the mourning hall.

Song Wei's black eyes were deep, and he only looked at her silently.

Seeing this, Dad Song frowned deeply. He always felt that Saburo's wife was a well-behaved, sensible and obeyed the rules. She didn't want her wife to dress up like this on the day of her funeral. It would be too unfilial and unrespectful!

Song Yuanbao and Ye Ling were also shocked.

Ye Ling was not easy to come forward, so he reached out to snare Song Yuanbao.

Song Yuanbao came forward and looked at Wenwan, "Mom, the auspicious time for the spirit is coming soon, why don't you change your clothes?"

Song Erlang glared at his wife, intending to ask her to take Wenwan back and change into her mourning clothes.

Erlang's wife walked to Wenwan's side and reached out to pull her, "Third brother and sister, let's go!"

While laughing and explaining to the guests outside, "When my mother-in-law was alive, she had a deep relationship with her third brother and sister. Now she is going suddenly. She is stimulated and her mind is a little unclear. Don't be surprised."

As he said that, he pulled a gentle arm.

Wen Wan stood still, her eyes facing Song Wei, her thin lips slightly pursed, and the two of them remained silent for a long time.

At this time, Zhao Xunyin, who had been helping outside, rushed over to hear the news. When he saw the beauty of red-wrapping standing in the mourning hall, his eyelids hopped hard, "Wanwan?"

While shouting, he pushed away the guest watching the show and came forward to see his daughter.

After confirming that the person who was dressed in the mourning hall was his daughter, Zhao Xunyin felt a deep heart and looked at Song Wei in confusion, "Sanlang, what's going on?"

Song Wei didn't say anything.

Since Wen Wan came in, he has been silent, his face is light and his expression is silent, and he can't see anything unusual.

Wen Wan was the same, with a calm and composed look on her face. Both of them looked like they were fine, but the atmosphere was indescribable.

At the moment, everyone's eyes were on Wen Wan, and those who were more courageous began to point fingers.

Erlang's wife was so anxious that she looked at Zhao Xunyin, "Princess, please persuade the third brother and sister quickly. It's about to be aware of her. How can she wear this kind of clothes?"

Zhao Xunyin frowned, pulled his daughter's hand, and said softly: "Wanwan, has it happened to you? Come and tell me, I will solve it for you."

While saying that, he wanted to pull her out.

Wen Wan gently broke free from Zhao Xunyin and finally spoke, "Mom, I didn't feel hysterical, nor did I encounter any important things. I just had a few words to explain to Lord Song."

Hearing this, a foreboding feeling arose in Zhao Xunyin's heart.

Her intuition told her that Wen Wan could not let her say it out, otherwise something big would happen in the mourning hall today.

"Wanwan, what do you mean? Let's go back to the house and say, there are so many people here now, how can you let others listen to your private conversation with Sanlang?"

Zhao Xunyin didn't understand why her daughter suddenly became like this, but she felt that there must be unknown reasons for this.

No matter what, the deceased is the most important thing, so the old man’s coffin should be left first.

Wen Wan stood still without moving, her fingers curled up slightly.

She divorced her husband in the mourning hall. After today, she would probably be the cruelest woman in the world and would be destined to be scolded by the world, but she had no choice. Otherwise, if she didn't say anything, she would have to follow Song Wei back to her hometown to mourn.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Wan was about to speak, Xu Jia suddenly reacted and said with a blank face: "In terms of relationships, Mrs. Song is my sister-in-law who is turning around. I, a sister-in-law, are not qualified to stand up and speak, but I hope you can think clearly before saying something. Once you speak, you will never be able to take it back in your life."

Zhao Xunyin looked at Xu Jia according to the source of the sound. She recognized this person as the aunt whom Zhenxihou Mansion and Li had known. How could she know what Wanwan wanted to say?

Frowning, Zhao Xunyin walked over and asked her in a low voice, "What are you talking about?"

Xu Jia was anxious. What would she say? She said that she mentioned Wen Wan's words because of what she saw and heard in her previous life, and then she made Wen Wan's appearance like this?

After thinking about it, Xu Jia could only say, "Princess, you must persuade Mrs. Song to force her to take her back to the room, but she can't speak."

Zhao Xunyin was inexplicably surprised when he heard a gentle voice behind him, "Since Lord Song has nothing to say, then I say, let's live with you!"

In an instant, the whole mourning hall inside and outside became quiet, and those words seemed to echo in everyone's ears: Let's divorce!
Chapter completed!