Refuse to Marry the Demon Emperor: Lure and Pamper the Adorkable Concubine

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Chapter 39

The worn coffin stopped in front of Ye Muxi's door.

The multi-functional coffin of the little zombie was too much, Ye Muxi did not want to scare Song Qinglan, so he moved all the dowry inside the coffin one by one outside.

Little zombie lay in the coffin, occasionally helping to get things out.

When things moved out of the coffin, Xiao Zhe reluctantly carried the baby coffin and Ye Muxi into the house.

After such a toss, the sky has darkened.

When Song Qinglan saw the dowry in the hall, her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Hey you ..."

Ye Muxi said lightly: "Some things are missing. Although they are expensive, they are all ornaments. The Ye family has replaced them with other things. You can see if there are any."

Song Qinglan looked at the dowry all over, and her voice choked with a little: "Okay, okay, that's okay ..."

Each of these things can evoke memories between her and her husband Ye Bing.

At this moment, she did not want to ask Ye Muxi how to get the dowry back.

Because those are not important.

Ye Muxi picked up the pyrotechnic stone placed in a very delicate treasure box: "This is for me?"

Song Qinglan wiped the tears from her eyes and said in a rough voice: "Take everything you want."

Many of these dowries are valuable treasures, and one or two pieces are just casually enough, enough for their mother and daughter to live for a year or two.

"I don't need anything else." Ye Muxi looked at her: "Money, I will earn, these dowry, if you don't use it, just put it away."

Song Qinglan had a Qiankun bag, which she had worn on her since she was a child. If she didn't want to use it for Ye Muxi, but Qiankun already recognized her, she couldn't give it.

Song Qinglan heard her say this and said: "These things are just things outside of your body now. Your soul is only human, and it is also a soul. Now that you offend Ye Han and the two of them, they will definitely not let you go. Let go, change something that can defend yourself ... "

Song Qinglan had not finished, Ye Muxi said: "No, if the mother really does not care about these dowry, we can use it elsewhere."

"other places?"

Ye Muxi narrowed his eyes, and his cold voice brought a little condensation: "Revitalize the Song Family."

Song Qinglan breathed a sigh: "Song family ...?"

Ye Muxi said: "Mother doesn't want to go back and see grandpa and uncle?"

Song Qinglan was suddenly agitated: "Xi'er, do you mean ... shall we go to Fuxi?"

Ye Muxi nodded: "Yes."

She believed that she was not afraid of Ye and Han, but her current strength could not compete with Ye Han's two big families, but she had to take Song Qinglan's comfort into consideration.

Back to Fuxi, for them, is the best way out.

Song Qinglan did not dare to think.

At the beginning, the family didn't agree with her to marry so far, but finally agreed to the family because of loving her.

Now that she has lived so hard, what face does she have to go back to face her father and brother?

Ye Muxi saw what she was thinking, saying: "Grandpa will not receive your reply. Sooner or later, he will let people inquire about Nanyan Kyoto. You can't hide them for long."

Song Qinglan gritted his teeth and clearly understood that Ye Muxi was telling the truth.

"Okay, then we will start tomorrow!"

After so many years, she really should go back and see.

In the end, Song Qinglan was still a strong man. After making up his mind, he immediately put away all the dowry and then quickly prepared.

The sky was completely dark.

Perhaps because of the need to return to her mother's home, Song Qinglan's spirit improved a lot.

"It's all commonplace, I hope you won't mind."

Little froze sitting on the chair, the hard chair put his hard body uncomfortably, his **** moved around.

Song Qinglan questioned: "Why don't you use chopsticks?"

Little stiff eyes looked at Song Qinglan across a thin layer of black yarn and said embarrassedly: "I, I never take a chair ..."

Song Qinglan said: "Don't take a chair? What about you?"

Little froze, moved the chair away, moved the coffin in the corner back, and sat on the lid of the coffin with a ‘pop”, and then he was relieved.

"I'm sitting here."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Ye Muxi: "..."

Song Qinglan looked at the coffin under his buttocks, and then looked at the little stiff, how to see how wrong.

Ye Muxi opened his mouth and opened the topic: "Ma'am, the little stiff family is poor and used to it."

"It turned out to be so." Song Qinglan nodded, and still felt something was wrong, no matter how poor, he wouldn't even have a chair.

Ye Muxi said lightly: "Started."

Said to move the chopsticks first.

Song Qinglan's craftsmanship is very good. She narrowed her eyes slightly and was satisfied in her heart. She likes to eat Song Qinglan's dishes the most, with a warm taste.

Everyone started, and Xiaoshuang was eating while holding the bowl, and only Xiao Zhuang sat there motionless.

Ye Muxi looked up at him: "How?"

Little stiff said shyly: "I, I don't use tableware ..."

Ye Muxi: "..."

Song Qinglan was surprised: "How do you eat?"

Xiaozhe looked at them, picked up the closest plate of roasted chicken, then quickly opened the lid of the coffin, sat in the coffin, and then pushed the roasted chicken to the soul beads, the roasted chicken disappeared, only one left Empty plate.

Ye Muxi: "..."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Little stiff said: "It's delicious!"

After that, he put the empty plate back on the table.

The encyclopedia silently said: "Master, you have to get used to it, his soul is in the soul beads."

Ye Muxi was silent for a moment: "My habit doesn't mean my mother can get used to it."

Looking up at Song Qinglan, she really saw Song Qinglan dumbfounded.

"Where did you eat the roast chicken?" She didn't even see the little stiff mouth, but the roast chicken disappeared in a blink!

Xiao Mu seemed to want to say something, Ye Muxi interrupted: "I have put it in the Qiankun bag.

Song Qinglan: "Yes, is that true?"

Seeing Ye Muxi's calm face, Xiaozhe had to echo her words: "Well ... well ..."

Then, four people finished their dinner in a strange atmosphere.

Ye Muxi wanted to send Xiaoju back to the tomb directly, but Song Qinglan warmly invited Xiaoju to stop.

"It was already so late and the city gate was closed. Didn't Xiaoju say that he was on a hill outside the city? Just stay here for one night." Song Qinglan said with a smile: "But it may be wronged, and the family will There is no room, Xi'er sleeps with me at night, you live in Xi'er's room. "

Xiao staggered his head and waved his hand: "No, I don't need my wife, I don't use the room, and I don't sleep in the bed."

Song Qinglan was surprised: "You don't sleep in bed? How do you sleep every night?"

Little stiff smiled shyly, without saying anything, opened the coffin lid, and lied down into it: "I sleep in the coffin every day!"

I have slept for a thousand years.

"..." Song Qinglan's smile suddenly froze in his face, sleeping in the coffin every day ...

every day……

After thinking for a while, Xiao Zhuang got up again and said very friendly: "The coffin is very large. Does Mu Xi want to come in and sleep together? There are no ghosts in it."

Ye Muxi put on his coffin with a blank expression, and dropped the words: "Good night."

There are no ghosts inside, but there are zombies!