The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

After all the news that needed to be reported were given, Yang Qianqian's anger had basically subsided.

When I returned to Xiao's house, I saw that Lu'er had come with two shop assistants to help. Xiao's mother had also been wiped clean, changed into clean clothes, and was lying on the bed with a peaceful face.

"How is it?" Yang Qianqian asked Lu'er.

Lu'er shook her head: "You still won't let us help!"

"Let him be!" Yang Qianqian sighed. He definitely wouldn't listen to anyone at the moment.

When I entered the room, Xiao Zhiyuan was sitting beside his mother's bed, staring blankly at his mother's body, not saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Inside the house, the incense burner, white banners, white candles and other funeral supplies next to the tablet have been arranged. Now the whole room looks like a mourning hall.

Yang Qianqian sighed, and seeing that Xiao Zhiyuan didn't even look at her, she could only step forward, light a stick of incense, and bow. Then she looked at Xiao Zhiyuan again, and he seemed to be in a trance, treating her as air.

Forget it, she is a mature modern woman, and it is definitely impossible for her to feel awkward looking for her boyfriend at this time.

So she sat next to him and sighed, "Are you ready for the coffin or something?"

Xiao Zhiyuan remained the same, keeping silent.

Yang Qianqian knew that he wouldn't listen to anything she said right now, so she simply stopped talking and just sat next to him to keep him company.

After a long while, someone called out, "Master Nangong, the young lady is here!"

Yang Qianqian just turned her head, but she heard a "clang" behind her, it was the sound of a stool falling to the ground.

Before she could react to what was happening, a white figure rushed out: "Master Nangong, Miss, you are here. It's just a small matter, and I have to make you run all the way. I really feel sorry for you."

Yang Qianqian stood up and looked at the fallen stool beside her, then looked at the polite Xiao Zhiyuan, and was stunned.

Is this still the overly sad Xiao Zhiyuan?

She's obviously clear-headed, quick-witted, and has no problems dealing with people, so why did he yell at her?

The problem is, after the outburst, he hasn't apologized at all until now.

Well, she really didn't mind him yelling at her and screaming at her when he was sad. She could understand that he treated her as his own and didn't hide his emotions in front of her.

But even if you want to be polite, there's no need to run out to greet him so excitedly, right?

It’s just Nangong Mo, not the emperor. Why are you so excited?

"Zhiyuan, I'm so sorry!" Nangong Mo patted Xiao Zhiyuan's shoulder, "I haven't seen you for a few days, I didn't expect such a big thing to happen."

"Yes, Mr. Xiao, we had a very pleasant chat a few days ago. I was thinking of visiting my aunt in a few days, but I didn't expect..."

The sentimental Nangong Yue'e's eyes turned red. "I heard that my aunt is a very kind person. It's a pity that I don't have the chance to meet her!"

"It's okay. The dead cannot be resurrected. As her son, I can only bury her properly!" Xiao Zhiyuan said lightly with sadness.

"My mother's body has not yet been placed in the coffin. I wonder if it will disturb Master Nangong and Miss."

Xiao's mother was covered with a quilt all the way to her head, a bit like the way people are covered with white cloth when they are sent to the morgue in modern times.

"Yu'e, let's go and pay our respects to Madam Xiao!" Nangong Mo took his daughter's hand, walked to the body of Xiao's mother, and bowed three times.

Then he stood in front of the tablet, a little confused: "This is..."

Xiao Zhiyuan said, "This is the custom in my hometown. For people who have just passed away, the spirit tablet must be covered with red cloth to prevent the soul from leaking out. It can only be uncovered after the body is encased and buried."

"Oh, that's how it is." Nangong Mo nodded, and then he and Nangong Yue'e burned incense.

Yang Qianqian listened to their conversation stupidly, becoming more and more confused.

The description of this tablet is very different from what Xiao Zhiyuan had told her before.

Come to think of it, I feel that maybe he doesn't want people to know that he is an illegitimate child?

It seems that I can understand it.

She said that what she couldn't understand was why Xiao Zhiyuan treated him and the Nangong father and daughter so differently, and the speed at which he changed his expression amazed her.

"When will the funeral be held?" Nangong Mo patted Xiao Zhiyuan's shoulder and asked some questions.

"The coffin has not been decided yet. I don't know when it will be ready. I want to prepare a good coffin for my mother, but I don't have enough money..." Xiao Zhiyuan answered slowly.

Nangong Mo said generously: "The dead are the most important. I don't have any other money, but I can still afford a high-quality coffin. Leave it to me!"

Xiao Zhiyuan didn't even hesitate, and immediately bowed: "In that case, thank you very much, Master Nangong!"

Yang Qianqian opened her mouth wide. When did Xiao Zhiyuan become so shameless?

In the past, he would get upset if someone just asked him to "marry" Nangong Yue'e. But now, when someone asked him to buy a high-quality coffin, he accepted it without even trying to refuse?

Is this still the Xiao Zhiyuan she knew?

Is the transformation of people a bit too big?

Fortunately, Nangong Mo didn't care and just nodded: "Okay, I'll be ready to go now!"

Nangong Yue'e even asked: "Mr. Xiao, do you need help here? I brought two maids with me. It would be great if I could help!"

Xiao Zhiyuan immediately said: "It would be great if Miss Yue'e could help me. I have been poor since I was a child and I don't know how to manage servants.

Miss is a daughter of gold, so naturally she is the best at this kind of thing. I wonder if Miss could help me manage the staff here.

Just come over and make the arrangements when you are free. I am a grown man and don’t know how to manage it.”

Yang Qianqian finally couldn't help it and stepped forward and said, "Zhiyuan, Yue'e is still young and has never experienced such a thing before. Please don't embarrass her."

"Ms. Yue'e has never experienced this, but I have seen the behavior of wealthy families. The shopkeeper should not worry about it!"

Xiao Zhiyuan looked at her indifferently and distantly, without even looking at her once, but just coldly kept her at a distance.

Nangong Yue'e couldn't bear to watch it, and hurriedly said, "Sister Qian is also a lady from a wealthy family. In terms of age and qualifications, Sister Qian should be more experienced than me!"

"She is not favored in the Yang family, so who would take her to see such a grand occasion?"

Xiao Zhiyuan's tone was very indifferent, but it made people feel extremely disdainful.

Yang Qianqian was furious. What was wrong with Xiao Zhiyuan today?

Since she is out of favor, does that mean she can't even attend the funeral?

She has never eaten pork, but has she seen a pig run?