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"Mom, what do you think we should do..." Yi Guifan looked at Yang in embarrassment.

Yang's expression remained unchanged: "What else can we do? Since Lord Qin and the people are so concerned about our Duke Yi's Mansion, we must make the truth public! Huan'er, since your father appeared in your dream, did he tell you the truth?"

"Father said that all the truth will be revealed once his body sees the light of day again," Yi Qianhuan said.

When Yang heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and gently touched Yi Guifan beside her.

Yi Guifan looked at Yi Qianhuan with a stern face: "Your father's body is placed in our family's ancestral tomb. How can we investigate this?"

Yi Qianhuan said word by word: "Of course we have to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Qin Zifu was stunned, and lowered her voice to remind Yi Qianhuan: "Madam, you never said you wanted to use this method beforehand!"

Opening a coffin, which disturbs the peace of the dead, is something that is easily criticized.

What's more, Yi Qianhuan wanted to open her father's coffin, which was simply treason.

Yi Qianhuan's pretty face was filled with solemnity: "Master Qin, since my father has appeared in my dreams, it proves that he must have been wronged. The dead cannot speak. If you want to understand what kind of suffering my father has suffered, the only way is to open the coffin."

"No." Yang immediately rejected Yi Qianhuan, her eyes filled with anxiety, "Huan'er, Grandma knows that you care about your father, but you can't do such a rebellious thing! Be obedient, everything Grandma said is for your own good, otherwise if your father's body is intact, you will be charged with being unfilial!"

"Grandma, as long as there is a little hope, I will not give up. If my father's body is intact, I will only be happy for him and think that everything is a misunderstanding. But if there is any abnormality with my father's body, I, as his daughter, cannot just sit there and do nothing!" Yi Qianhuan's attitude was unyielding and her words were firm.

In the carriage, Ji Chilian looked at Yi Qianhuan's resolute and beautiful face through the gap in the window, and the movement of fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his hand slowed down a little.

Yi Qianhuan was like a green lotus waving in the wind. Even though she was surrounded by questioning voices, she still stood tall and unyielding.

"No matter what you say today, I will not allow you to disturb my elder brother!" Yi Guifan had a sad expression on his face. "Huan'er, you used to be willful and reckless, and we could tolerate you. But what you did today was extremely rebellious. If I indulge you, how can I still be worthy of being your third uncle? You are still young and ignorant, but your third uncle cannot play with you!"

"What do you mean by making a fuss? My mother is a mystic, so she could sense my grandfather's grievances and come to ask for the coffin to be opened. Now no one can say that my grandfather has no grievances. If he really has grievances, you have been stopping my mother from opening the coffin. Wouldn't that make my grandfather's soul restless in the underworld?" Yi Mobao opened his eyes wide, with a look of sudden enlightenment, "Could it be that you deliberately wanted to see my grandfather restless in the underworld, so you stopped me and stopped my mother from opening the coffin?"

"You stinky boy, you are talking nonsense!" Yi Tianci couldn't help it, pointed at Yi Mobao's nose and started yelling: "You are just a junior, what qualifications do you have to speculate here!"

"Yi Tianci, people who have nothing to hide are never afraid of speculation. I am the one who will open the coffin today. If my father blames me in the afterlife, he will only blame me. I will bear all the consequences!" Yi Qianhuan said firmly.

Yang's face darkened, and she took out her handkerchief to cover her mouth and howled, "My poor son, you have been dead for so many years, why do you still have to suffer so much? Woohoo, if I had known that I couldn't protect you, I would have gone with you!"

Yang's crying was so miserable that it caused a lot of discussion among the people.

"The old lady looks so sad! How can Yi Qianhuan ask for the coffin to be opened? It's ridiculous!"

"Even the *** recognizes Ke Yi Qian Huan's mystical skills. She won't joke about her reputation. Maybe she is very confident."

"I also think that Yi Qianhuan is in the limelight right now. If she wasn't seeking justice for Duke Yi, why would she bother to ask for an open coffin? Wouldn't that ruin her own reputation?"

"What kind of reputation does she have? She might just be giving up. I think she's crazy!"

A daughter who wants to open her father's coffin with her own hands, what else could she be but crazy?

Seeing that Yang was howling, Yi Mobao simply walked over and snatched Yang's handkerchief.

Yang's veil seemed to be lifted, her howling stopped abruptly, and she stared blankly at Yi Mobao.

Yi Mobao looked at the handkerchief in his hand, then at Yang's clean face: "Great-grandmother, you are just thundering without rain, and you are howling the whole time. Don't you feel your throat is sore? However, this is not your fault. After all, everyone knows that my grandfather is not your biological son. No wonder you can't cry."

Originally, some people thought that Yi Mobao was exaggerating, but when they looked at Yang, they realized that Yi Mobao was right.

Doesn’t Yang have a clean face without even a tear in it?

Seeing the people below pointing fingers at her, Yang was overwhelmed with shame and anger, and said with a strong face: "Anyway, I will not agree to what is happening today no matter what!"

"Me too! Yi Qianhuan, as long as I'm here, you won't be allowed to act nonsense!" Yi Guifan followed with a scolding.

"Yang, Yi Guifan, if you are willing to cooperate, I would not want to take off your masks right away. But you are trying to stop me now, which shows that you really have something to hide." Yi Qianhuan looked at Yang, and was sure that her previous suspicion was correct. "Yang, you tried to stop me from opening the coffin because you were afraid that I would find out that you killed my father."

From the beginning, she suspected that Yang had something to do with her father's death.

Especially when she had been dealing with Yang for so long and saw Yang making excuses in every possible way, she completely confirmed her guess.

Yang squeezed her trembling hands.

She had never seen Yi Qianhuan so aggressive.

Did Yi Qianhuan really discover what she had done to Yi He?

Yang's heart was in turmoil, but a look of despair appeared on her face: "Huan'er, grandma stopped you for your reputation. She didn't want you to be branded as disloyal and unfilial in the future. Even if you don't want to accept grandma's kindness, you shouldn't wrongly accuse grandma like this. You really make me sad..."

Yang was halfway through her words when she suddenly rolled her eyes, covered her chest, and fell straight backwards.

“Mother!!” Yi Guifan supported Yang and pinched her philtrum, “Yi Qianhuan! When your father was alive, he was the most righteous and filial person. Today you have been so rebellious and offended your grandmother. If anything happens to your grandmother, I wonder how you will face your father in the underworld after a hundred years!”