Originally, the chief manager should have asked the Grandmaster for advice, but everyone in the mansion knew that the Grandmaster fainted from crying because of the second master's death, so he could only come to ask the Grandmaster for advice.

"No need." Chu Lingxiao turned around and his voice slightly raised three points.

When he met the look of the great manager who wanted to speak but stopped, Chu Lingxiao added three more words: "Wait a minute."

In the courtyard outside, the spring breeze was blowing, and white paper money flew in the air with the wind, like white butterflies flapping their wings and flying.

Chu Lingxiao felt upset when he looked at the flying white paper money.

Chu Lingyu was so angry that he was in the early morning. At that time, the people in the second room were making a big fuss and making trouble, and kept saying that he wanted to kill someone and try his life.

Thinking of the resentful eyes of Liu and Chu Qianling and his daughter, Chu Lingxiao felt panic, as if countless sparrows were flying around in his heart, which made him restless.

Although the second room was temporarily locked up by him, if someone came to pay his respects and found that the second room was not crying in the mourning hall, he would inevitably be suspicious. What's more, if the second room people escaped and ran to the mourning hall to talk nonsense, then he would be finished.

He has been in the Heavenly Prison twice. The first time, he lost his title after entering the Heavenly Prison and was exiled to Youzhou; the second time, he was in the Heavenly Prison and he had a legitimate son after entering the Heavenly Prison.

Until now, the beating he was in the prison has not been cured, and his lameness has become even worse.

He doesn't want to go to prison anymore.

It was only three things, and he couldn't imagine what he would lose this time if he went to prison again.

The chief manager still looked like he wanted to say something but stopped. He wanted to ask how long he would wait for "wait a little longer". He didn't ask, but just said quietly: "Then the subordinate will instruct the doorman to close the door and thank the guests first."

Chu Lingxiao said with a high sound: "The Great Manager, the Marquis' Mansion is now in trouble. This funeral must be kept simple. I still have to think about it carefully."

The great manager agreed with his promise and respectfully.

Chu Lingxiao pushed Chu Lingyu down in Rongfu Hall, causing him to be seriously injured. At that time, many people saw it with their own eyes that the Grandma and Chu Lingxiao issued a ban order, and this incident was still circulating in the Marquis's Mansion.

Of course, the big manager also knows it.

However, this is the business of the master. They are just servants, and the great manager will not interfere with anything.

"Yes, master." The manager took the order and retreated, and the other servants quietly withdrew from the mourning hall.

Chu Lingxiao was the only one left in the mourning hall.

As time passed, Chu Lingxiao's heart became more and more anxious, and he walked back and forth in the mourning hall in annoyance, thinking about how he should solve this problem.

But no matter how he racked his brains, he really couldn't think of any way.

"Lingxiao." A familiar and gentle female voice drilled into Chu Lingxiao's ears, accompanied by the fragrance of ginseng tea.

Chu Lingxiao was stunned. Aunt Jiang's clear and weak face hit his eyes, her face full of concern and tenderness.

Aunt Jiang was wearing a simple and elegant moon-white wool, and only a white plum blossom hairpin was inserted diagonally on her hair. The small plum blossom-shaped white jade earrings shone with a luster of luster on her earlobes, with a bit of elegance in her gentleness.

Just looking at her, Chu Lingxiao's heart became soft and he called out: "Shan'er."

Aunt Jiang was holding a tray in her hand, and there was a blue and white porcelain soup cup on it, and said softly: "Lingxiao, let's drink some ginseng tea."

Chu Lingxiao has no appetite.

Aunt Jiang comforted him with gentle words: "Lingxiao, don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's not your fault."

She pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "It's the second master's fault. If he hadn't been pushing each other everywhere, making things difficult for him at all times, pressing him step by step, you wouldn't have hurt him."

"Lingxiao, you ask the second master for medicine and do your best. You have done everything you should do."

"Everyone sees these things."

"It's the second master who deserves this disaster."

Every word of Aunt Jiang talked about Chu Lingxiao's heart, making him feel very appropriate.

It was his Shan'er who understood him, cared about him, and understood his heart.

"Shan'er, you still understand me." Chu Lingxiao's heart lake rippled, and he looked at Aunt Jiang affectionately, his eyes flashing.

He also felt that he was implicated by Chu Lingyu.

"Lingxiao, let's drink this cup of ginseng tea." Aunt Jiang personally delivered the soup cup to Chu Lingxiao. "Thank you for your hard work these days, drink some ginseng tea to replenish your body, don't make it bad."

Chu Lingxiao slowly drank ginseng tea, and the warm ginseng tea rolled into his abdomen along his throat, and the heat spread rapidly in his body.

Aunt Jiang looked up at Chu Lingxiao with her head raised. The lines on her lower jaw were gentle and graceful, and her long and raised eyelashes trembled gently, and a light of varying depths was reflected in her pupils.

Chu Lingxiao quickly finished drinking the cup of ginseng tea in his hand and felt much more comfortable all over.

Aunt Jiang took the empty soup cup and handed it to the maid beside her, then took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped Chu Lingxiao's mouth.

"Shan'er, you treat me so well!" Chu Lingxiao grabbed Aunt Jiang's wrist with the veil and held her hands between her hands.

Chu Lingxiao's mood calmed down a lot.

No matter what happens to him, Shan'er is always by his side and never leaves him.

My mother blamed him for the second child, Shen Zhi divorced him, Chu Yunmu was unfilial and unrespectful, and even his biological father refused to recognize him. After following his mother, she never returned to the Chu family...

Only Shan'er understands him and understands him.

Chu Lingxiao glanced at the coffin next to him from the corner of his eyes, frowned again, sighed, and said, "Now the second house is making a fuss, I have to report to the official."

Aunt Jiang held Chu Lingxiao's hand with her hand, and comforted her softly, "Lingxiao, both the two rooms on both sides are all women and children, and they can't make any tricks."

"The second lady is not alone, she still has children."

"After waiting for a long time, the second wife calms down and will know that her daughter will get married in the future and her son's future will be all in your hands, so they will naturally be obedient."

Aunt Jiang said as he wanted, looking at Chu Lingxiao's expression.

Chu Lingxiao's eyebrows gradually stretched out, feeling that Aunt Jiang's words were reasonable.

After all, Chu Lingyu is dead, just a dead person, but Chu Lingyu and Liu's children are still alive. Liu always has to care about the future of the living.

At this time, a strong wind blew towards the hall, and even a lot of paper money outside was blown in.

One of the pieces of paper money just floated between Aunt Jiang's hair.

Chu Lingxiao reached out and picked up the small piece of paper money on her hair, bowed his head and hugged her slender waist tightly.

Aunt Jiang also raised her arms and wrapped them around him, gently stroked his back with one hand, with a cold and fierce look.

Her heart was shiny: For her own sake or for Brother Yi, Chu Lingxiao must be fine. Otherwise, if Chu Lingxiao was guilty, they would take advantage of Brother Yi again in order to protect Chu Lingxiao.

Chu Lingxiao's heart calmed down a lot under the tenderness of the woman. He let her go, took a step back, put one hand on her slender shoulder, and made a promise with confidence: "Shan'er, I've thought about it. After the funeral of my second brother is completed, I will straighten you. Without Chen Zhi, there will be no obstacles between us!"

"I feel wronged, Shan'er, I've been waiting for me for so many years! Don't worry, I will definitely make you the legitimate Mrs. Chu, then Brother Yi is our legitimate son!"

Chu Lingxiao stared at Aunt Jiang deeply, passionately, and these words were sincere.

The woman in front of him is his most beloved woman. She has always been by his side, sharing joys and sorrows. Their relationship is the purest. After so many years of waiting, he can finally make her his legitimate wife, and Chu Yunyi is his best son and will be the most suitable candidate to inherit the title of Yongding Marquis in the future.

"Lingxiao..." Aunt Jiang raised her head and faced Chu Lingxiao's eyes. There was a little water light in her dark eyes, as if she was the only one in her eyes.

However, only her own knowledge was that her heart was completely unstable.

"Lingxiao," she pinched a plain white handkerchief and bit her lower lip slightly. "It's a turbulent time at home. Brother Yi and his second uncle...hey!"

She sighed softly, which was enough to make people imagine.

Chu Lingxiao naturally thought of Chu Lingyu's desire to use Chu Yunyi to please Kang Hongda, and his expression changed slightly.

Yes, Chu Yunyi is afraid that he still has a grudge against Chu Lingyu, and he has a straight temper. If he says Chu Lingyu deserves something in the mourning hall, or if it starts to make a fuss, the scene may not be very good.

The most important thing now is to handle Chu Lingyu's funeral in a low-key manner and expose it quickly.

Chu Lingxiao originally wanted someone to inform Chu Yunyi, but now he changed his mind and offered to him: "Shan'er, I think it's better to let Brother Yi stay outside for a few more days. He is still young, and he can't help with his second uncle's funeral anyway."

Seeing that his purpose was achieved, Aunt Jiang felt relieved and responded softly: "Lingxiao, what you said is, I will listen to you. I will send someone to tell Brother Yi that he will not come back these days."

"I know you're very busy these days, so I won't disturb you."

Aunt Jiang gracefully blessed her body and then left. The maid followed her with an empty soup cup.

Chu Lingxiao stared at Aunt Jiang's back as she left. Her slender back was as charming as before. Chu Chu was charming. His Shan'er had never changed!

The spring breeze sways, and the fragrance gushes.

When Aunt Jiang walked out of the mourning hall, the expression on her face changed, the smile disappeared from the corners of her mouth, the corners of her lips were pursed tightly, and the coldness and firmness in her graceful eyes formed a sharp contrast with her weak appearance.

Her brother Yi'er is like the scorching sun in the sky, and she will never allow any flaws, and she will not let him get involved in this muddy water.

Aunt Jiang stopped and turned to look at the mourning hall. At the moment when her eyes met Chu Lingxiao's gaze, she smiled gently and softly.

Then, she turned back and continued to walk forward, this time, her pace never stopped.

The eldest maid asked in a low voice: "Auntie, do you really not plan to let the eldest master come back?"

The eldest maid really doesn't understand. Isn't Aunt Jiang afraid that the second aunt will have bad intentions towards the eldest young master?! She put herself in her shoes and thought that if she was the second aunt, she would not be able to bear this tone.

Aunt Jiang glanced at the maid beside her and said softly: "I have my own concerns."

Aunt Jiang was not completely unworried. Chen Qianchen must have hated her, but she had a little bit of sibling affection for Chu Yunyi, at least without any profit or risk, she would not harm Chu Yunyi for the time being.

The Chu family is too chaotic now. In contrast, Aunt Jiang thinks it would be better for Chu Yunyi to live in Prince Chen’s Mansion temporarily.

When he cleared all the obstacles for him, he would come back with glory and inherit the title legitimately, so that others would not find any mistakes.

Her brother Yi should be a young man with bright and bright moon!

Aunt Jiang's steps were firm, and a ray of perseverance flashed in her eyes.
Chapter completed!