After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 75

Song Shiyun, the Song family, and Dingguo Gong and his son entered the mourning hall.

Everyone lit up the incense in a polite manner.

The second room of Qu Yuanhou's residence responded politely, but it was once again a scene of misery.

Xie still behaved himself when he was offering incense.

But after putting on the incense and watching the elders exchanging greetings and comforting each other, he quietly approached Song Shiyun.

Song Shiyun was standing with Mr. Yang, listening to the words of the female family members of the second room.

As soon as he felt it, a faint scent of bitter medicine enveloped him.

Song Shiyun couldn't help but look over.

Then he met Xie Rugu's eyebrows.

Xie Rugu smiled with curved lips and whispered: "Second sister is so alert."

When Song Shiyun heard this, he subconsciously asked, "Are you injured?"

Xie Ruyi paused, "What?"

Song Shiyun frowned, "You smell like medicine."

Hearing this, Xie Rugu smiled lightly: "Oh, maybe it's because I was helping my master prepare some medicinal materials recently, and the fragrance was imparted to it."

When Song Shiyun heard this, he remembered that Xie Rugu's nominal master, the master of the Tianji Sect, did like to raise some medicinal herbs.

His master was Song Shiyun’s master.

It's just that Song Shiyun is a direct disciple, and Xie Ru is an outside disciple in name only.

Song Shiyun used to take care of the herbs for his master, and his body was always smelling of bitterness.

but……

I had never smelled this kind of smell on Xie Rugu before.

This smell appeared today.

Song Shiyun pursed his lips.

Xie Rugu saw this scene keenly and said with a smile: "What, the second sister is worried about me?"

Song Shiyun came back to his senses, glanced at him, and said with a cold face: "The prince is too worried. There are so many people in the world who are worried about the prince, and I am not the only one who is worried about him."

When Xie Rugu heard the words, he blinked slowly and murmured thoughtfully.

"Listen to this..."

He clicked his tongue, but there was no follow-up.

Song Shiyun frowned and said, "Did I say it wrong again?"

Xie Ru smiled: "That's right, but listen, why do you feel jealous?"

Song Shiyun: "..."

she……

She is really convinced by Xie Rugu, a libertine!

Why haven't I noticed before that this guy is such a bastard!

Song Shiyun simply turned his head away, out of sight.

Xie Rugu raised the corners of his lips, looking very happy.

However, after a while, someone came to invite Yang and Song Shiyun to the backyard.

It was someone close to Song Qingxi.

Song Qingxi was not feeling well and could not get up due to dizziness, so she did not come to the hall today.

Also invited away was Song Qingxi's other son Feng Ming.

From the corner of his eye, Song Shiyun caught a glimpse of the woman beside Song Qingxi walking up to a young man and whispering a few words in a low voice.

Her eyes followed him.

That boy was not very similar to Song Qingxi, more like his father.

Standing there, his eyes were crying like a rabbit.

A fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old child, faced with the sudden death of his brother, carried the coffin back to Beijing by himself. He was a little confused and uneasy. He stood there with a face full of exhaustion, but also a little confused and at a loss.

It was like a dream.

Song Shiyun's eyes fell on him, but he keenly discovered that his eyes were not normal. They were dull and out of focus.

It didn't look like a normal person, but rather... a wooden figure, or a clay sculpture.

It doesn't look like a living person anyway.

Not only that, he also had a faint yin energy about him.

This sinister...

Song Shiyun frowned and suddenly stepped towards the coffin.

Mrs. Yang was waiting for Song Shiyun to leave together. When she saw her suddenly walking towards the coffin, she shouted in a low voice with some fright: "Shiyun..."

Song Shiyun turned a deaf ear and quickly walked to the coffin.

Because the coffin was brought back to Beijing from outside, the coffin board was always covered, and the body inside was also somewhat deformed.After arriving in Beijing, the coffin panels were reopened.

Even though it was a spring day, the body was already beginning to decay.

Although after receiving the coffin, Quyuan Hou Mansion had rearranged Feng Jun's body and put him in new old clothes.

But it still couldn't cover up the decay and stench of the corpse.

Sandalwood was burning around the coffin, and you couldn't smell the smell of decay unless you got close to it.

But as soon as you get closer, the rotten smell suddenly penetrates into people's nostrils, catching people off guard.

Even Song Shiyun, who was used to seeing corpses and smelling the smell of corpses, couldn't help but frown.

But she did not leave, but stood straight beside the coffin, staring at the body inside.

Immediately, she even leaned down slightly and got closer to the coffin.

Seeing this scene, Yang was frightened.

This is illegal!
Even the servants of Qu Yuanhou's Mansion on the side saw this scene, and they all looked a little surprised.

He didn't seem to know what Song Shiyun was doing.

Yang caught a glimpse of the other people's eyes, became a little anxious, and wanted to go up and stop them.

Xie Ru's old voice sounded at this moment, "She is measured, why should Madam worry?"

Yang couldn't help but be stunned and turned to look at Xie Rugu.

Xie Ru stood there as before, no longer as dissolute as before, Zhilan Yushu, and bowed slightly to Yang.

At this time, Song Shiyun was already approaching the corpse and felt the remaining Yin Qi on it.

After returning from Shu for so long, there is still residual Yin Qi in it.

It seems that he is indeed an unjust ghost.

Song Shiyun pursed his lips and looked up at Feng Ming again.

Feng Ming had already followed the mother-in-law beside Song Qingxi and walked towards Yang.

Yang came back to her senses and quickly greeted Feng Ming politely, then turned around and winked at Song Shiyun.

Song Shiyun glanced at Feng Ming and walked over as if nothing had happened.

When Mrs. Yang saw it, no one said anything. She breathed a sigh of relief quietly and said, "Let's go and see your second aunt."

Song Shiyun and Song Shirou nodded in unison.

Song Siwen did not follow, but stayed where he was to help take care of him.

Song Qingxi's mother-in-law took them and their female relatives into the side courtyard where the second bedroom was located.

There was a feeling of sadness in the room, mixed with the smell of medicine.

Song Shiyun and Song Shirou followed Yang and entered the room. They saw Song Qingxi sitting on the bed disheveled. His eyes were as swollen as walnuts, the eyeballs were a little cloudy, and his face was haggard, as if he could hardly open his eyes.

The maid next to her was still coaxing her to take medicine.

But she kept crying.

When she heard her mother-in-law reporting that Mrs. Yang was here, she raised her head.

Seeing Song Shiyun and others, she wiped her tears, took a breath, and said, "Shiyun, you're here, you, come here quickly..."

She said and waved to Feng Ming again.

"Tomorrow, come here quickly!"

Song Shiyun and Feng Ming heard this and walked over together.

Song Shiyun and Feng Ming walked to the bedside before they had time to salute Song Qingxi.

Song Qingxi hurriedly said: "Shi Yun, this is your second cousin. You haven't met him yet, right?"

With that said, she said to Feng Ming: "Ming'er, this is what I told you, your cousin Shiyun, come on, I have met your cousin Shiyun."

Song Qingxi kept winking at Feng Ming.

When Feng Ming heard this, his eyes showed no movement and remained dull. Under Song Qingxi's urging, he slowly turned around, hugged Song Shiyun, and shouted a bit dullly: "Cousin Shiyun..."

Song Shiyun said directly: "My cousin's appearance is not normal."

Hearing this, Song Qingxi's tears started to fall again.

"Isn't it? This child used to be the most naughty and lively, but after he came back this time, he became like this. I am always afraid of him. Did something happen to him, so I want Shi Yun to give it to him quickly? Look, we must not let anything happen to him..."

Song Qingxi looked at Song Shiyun with tears in her eyes, wishing she could get up and get out of bed and kowtow to Song Shiyun.

When Feng Ming heard this, he still had no reaction and just blinked slowly.

Song Shiyun looked at him and said, "My cousin's condition is indeed abnormal. He was frightened to death and his soul was infected by Yin Qi."

"Yin Qi?"

Song Qingxi couldn't help but struggled to get up from the bed.

As soon as she heard these two words, she stood up with goosebumps all over her body.

She looked at Song Shiyun in horror, "It's Yin Qi again? What is it that is targeting my son? Oh, what on earth is it?! Is that thing right here?"

(End of this chapter)