The Evil Mistress's Killing Crazy Daily

"If you don't want to, then don't."

With a nonchalant smile, Ruan Yunluo raised her hand and took the teacup handed to her by Nanny Wan.

Originally, she didn't care about the funeral of Old Lady Xi and Xiao Qinyu, but she had no choice but to handle it because of the secular world. Now, since the Hua family has put a ready-made reason in her hands, she has no choice but to go with the flow and hastily end this funeral.

Alas, there is nothing we can do about it...

Ruan Yunluo smiled and took a sip of tea.

Thinking of the Hua family, Hua Jianchen's funeral seemed to be still being prepared. Ruan Yunluo put down the teacup, pinched her shoulders that had been a little sore in the past two days, and looked at Nanny Wan with some curiosity, "Hey? Ever since Xiao Qinyu committed suicide and the case was over, hasn't the Hua family been busy preparing for the funeral? When is their funeral?"

"I heard that it will be three days later..."

Seeing that Ruan Yunluo was bored and started to ask about the Hua family, Nanny Wan raised her chin towards Tian Shuangshuang beside her, motioning Tian Shuangshuang to go to the bookshelf in the inner room and get an ancient book to entertain Ruan Yunluo.

She reached out to massage Ruan Yunluo's shoulders again, and continued with a smile, "I heard that the Hua family's funeral was very grand, and there were no less than a hundred tables for the guests...

It is estimated that by then, all the prominent royal relatives and civil and military officials in the capital will go to pay their respects..."

"Three days from now?"

Hearing this time and such a grand scene, Ruan Yunluo was stunned.

He hurriedly calculated the time on his fingers.

Yes, three days later, that was the day when Marshal Xu in his previous life was seriously ill, humiliated, and angered to death.

But many things in this life have been changed, and it seems that there is no big deal between Marshal Xu and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

If that thing happens again, what is the reason for it happening?

Is it...

Ruan Yunluo pondered silently, and suddenly remembered Lu Yitong's hatred towards Xu Wanchou after Xiao Qintang gave birth prematurely today.

Could it be that Lu Yitong was the instigator of this incident?

Ruan Yunluo suddenly understood and he immediately stood up, walked quickly to the table, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote a secret letter to the third prince.

Handing the secret letter to Nanny Wan, she whispered, "Go quickly and come back quickly. Be sure to hand the letter to the Third Prince in person."

"Yes."

Seeing Ruan Yunluo being so cautious, Nanny Wan nodded heavily, took the letter and quickly went to Prince Rui's Mansion.

"lady……"

After handing the ancient book to Ruan Yunluo, Tian Shuangshuang looked at her mother's hurried back and asked curiously, "Madam, what happened? Why are you so anxious?"

"Nothing, just something suddenly occurred to me."

Ruan Yunluo smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

She sat down, took the ancient book, flipped through two pages, thought for a while, and suddenly looked up at Tian Shuangshuang and instructed: "Pass the order down, the burial date of the old lady of the Xiao family and Xiao Qinyu will be set in three days."

"In such a hurry?"

Tian Shuangshuang was surprised.

Reaching out and continuing to massage Ruan Yunluo's shoulders, she frowned and looked a little worried, "But Madam, Xiao Qinyu is dead, Xiao Chongjing is gone, the Xiao family has no son, and we can't invite anyone to attend the funeral. How can we hold the funeral?

Xiao Qintang has just given birth and is definitely not capable of doing this job, so you can't go to attend their funeral, right?"

"I?"

Ruan Yunluo sneered and reminded, "My last name is Ruan. I am an outsider and a woman. How can I attend their funeral?

Doesn't the Xiao family have a son-in-law? We can leave this matter to Lu Yitong."

"Lu Yitong?"

Tian Shuangshuang paused, her eyes widened in surprise, and she reminded Ruan Yunluo in a low voice, "Madam, if you let Lu Yitong to bury Xiao Qinyu, wouldn't Xiao Qinyu be so angry that he would come back to life?"

"Why would I be angry at a dead man?"

Ruan Yunluo tapped Tian Shuangshuang's head lightly with the ancient book and smiled helplessly.

In fact, when a person dies, all debts are settled.

Since Xiao Qinyu was already dead, she would not deliberately use these little tricks to humiliate Xiao Qinyu or Madam Xi's corpse.

This is neither interesting nor necessary.

The focus of her design this time is Lu Yitong.

She wanted to give Lu Yitong a choice and see whether Lu Yitong would attend the Xiao family's funeral or the Hua family's funeral in three days.

If Lu Yitong attended the Xiao family's funeral, the path to fame that he had just climbed by stepping on Xiao Qinyu's corpse would probably be cut off immediately.

By then, the Hua family will never let him go easily.

But if Lu Yitong skipped the funerals of his mother-in-law and brother-in-law and went to attend the Hua family's funeral instead... then everyone in the capital, including Xiao Qintang, would know that Lu Yitong was not a righteous man who would sacrifice his relatives for the sake of justice, but was actually just a villain who flattered the powerful and bullied the weak and sacrificed his brother-in-law.

By then, Xiao Qintang will not let him go.

No matter which of these two funerals he attends, he will probably die...

Thinking of this, Ruan Yunluo smiled.

After asking Tian Shuangshuang to keep an eye on Haitang Pavilion and to remind her when Lu Yiguan comes tomorrow, Ruan Yunluo felt relieved and began to flip through the ancient books attentively...

The next day.

Lu Yitong brought two wet nurses and a few boxes of supplements to Haitang Pavilion. He handed the supplements to the maid and looked towards the closed inner room. He glanced at Baoyue who had just entered the room with the supplements. "Baoyue, how is your young lady?"

"Reply to uncle..."

Baoyue held the supplements and bowed to Lu Yitong from a distance. She lowered her head and replied softly, "Sir, Miss Qintang cried all night last night. She went to bed this morning because she was tired of crying."

"Oh? She's still asleep?"

Lu Yitong raised his eyebrows.

He glanced at the inner room with closed doors and windows, and then at Baoyue's pretty and lovely figure outside with her head lowered, and his heart moved.

He waved his hand and the other maids left. He walked towards Baoyue and pushed her to the corner step by step. He raised his hand and forcefully took the lacquer tray containing the supplements from Baoyue's hand and placed it on the table next to him.

Pulling Baoyue's fingers and stroking them in an ambiguous way, he blew into Baoyue's ears presumptuously and whispered teasingly, "Since she has fallen asleep, why are you still so far away from me?

What? Are you afraid that the tigress will wake up and eat you?"

"Uncle!"

It felt like earthworms were crawling over his fingers and ears, and Baoyue felt nauseous.

She couldn't stand it any longer, and with a red face, she pulled back her fingers. Then she pushed Lu Yitong away, looking towards the inner room helplessly, and growled to warn Lu Yitong, "Son-in-law! This is the Xiao family, not your Lu family!

It's broad daylight now, and the young lady is in the inner room.

If you do this, aren't you afraid that I will tell our young lady about all this? "