Under Situtu Qinger’s persistence, the funeral procession truly turned around, preparing to return to the General’s Mansion.
This move frightened the surrounding people half to death, and they began whispering amongst themselves...
"Do you think the Second Miss Situ’s mind is broken? The funeral procession went halfway and now it’s returning."
"Who says it’s not? Dead bodies are very eerie."
"Exactly! Carrying it out and then back in, it’s too unlucky!
At the General’s Mansion gate.
A maid wearing a green dress, about eleven or twelve years old, looked anxious and wanted to rush in...
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing!" The guard at the gate saw her and stepped forward to block her path.
"Quick... quickly get... get... get out of the way." The maid, panting heavily and clearly having run so distance, was sweating profusely on her forehead, looking very anxious.
"Which courtyard maid are you? How co we’ve never seen you?"
"Get... get... get away, I have sothing urgent to report to the eldest Miss, if I’m late you’ll lose your heads."
"Wow! Little girl, not very old, but quite fiery." The guards exchanged a glance and couldn’t help but laugh.
The guards blocked her path, refusing to let her into the General’s Mansion, causing the young maid to beco anxious: "Move aside faster, if you delay things, the eldest Miss will definitely chop off your heads."
"Little girl, you keep saying the sa thing, what’s the issue? Why not tell us, and if it’s important, we’ll let you in." Saying this, the guards laughed again, clearly not taking the young maid’s words seriously.
"Oh... you guys...!"
The young maid stomped her foot and said helplessly: "The funeral procession is about to return to the General’s Mansion, and I’m about to report it to the eldest Miss, yet you’re blocking the way?"
The guards were shocked, almost unable to believe their ears: "You... you said what? Say it again."
"I said Auntie Tang’s coffin will soon be returned to the General’s Mansion."
"How is that possible?" The guards couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Why wouldn’t it be possible? If you keep blocking, they’ll arrive at the General’s Mansion gate, hurry up and get out of the way."
The guards dodged to the side in unison.
"Humph!"
The young maid rushed in swiftly.
"My gosh, what on earth is happening?" The guards looked at each other.
"Who knows!"
"Let’s just watch the spectacle."
"Are you crazy? You dare to watch the master’s spectacle?"
"The eyes are here, what else can I do but watch."
"True."
Qingyuo Pavilion.
Today is Auntie Tang’s funeral, naturally, Xuexue, the legitimate eldest Miss, didn’t need to attend. The General’s Mansion activities were settled, and the outside businesses were smooth sailing. With nothing to do, Xuexue told Sister Zi Xia she needed to return to her room to rest, but in reality, she sneaked into the space to practice martial arts diligently.
Just as she was focused, she heard a maid speaking with Zi Xia outside the space...
"Sister Zi Xia, where is the eldest Miss?"
"The eldest Miss is resting, whatever it is, report later."
"No, no, it’s extrely urgent."
Zi Xia wasn’t pleased: "The eldest Miss just lay down, can’t you let her rest? What’s so urgent that it’s extrely urgent?"
"Second Miss brought Auntie Tang’s body back to the General’s Mansion."
Like a clap of thunder out of a clear sky, Zi Xia was stunned, and once she ca to, she frantically knocked on the eldest Miss’s door...
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