In my previous life, I killed my whole family. In my next life, I killed the royal family.

After burning incense and paying homage in the mourning hall, Zheng took Qi Wan's hand and went to the hall to pay a visit to Old Madam Yuan.

"Greet the old lady."

"Good boy, come and sit down." Old Madam Yuan sat on the Luohan chair and stretched out her hands.

Old Madam Yuan is the elder, and the death of her daughter-in-law does not affect her dress.

Qi Wan saw that Old Madam Yuan was slightly plump, with a kind face and a big smile. Today, she was wearing a long scarlet jacket, which was embroidered with exquisite flowers and the word "Fu". Her white hair was tied into a bun, with three gold and jade hairpins in her hair, and a pair of jade bracelets on her left wrist.

Qi Wan walked forward quickly, stretched out her hands, and asked Old Madam Yuan to hold her hands and sit beside her.

She stretched out her hands, holding Zheng in one hand and Qi Wan in the other and sat beside her to talk.

"Thank you, Miss." Old Madam Yuan said softly to Qi Wan, with a sparkling light in her eyes.

Qi Wan held her hand tightly and responded softly: "Master Yuan has done more for us."

Old Madam Yuan smiled slightly, nodded gently, and secretly sighed in her heart: What a kind and sensible child!

She turned to Zheng and said, "The eldest lady is becoming more and more calm and sensible. She is a good child."

Zheng chuckled, "Thank you, old lady, for praising A-Wan. She is indeed a sensible and capable child."

There were many guests in the hall, greeting each other, their eyes all on Zheng and Qi Wan.

The people here are basically all relatives of the Yuan family. When they saw Qi Wan for the first time, they were all shocked and even their breathing became lighter.

"What a beautiful and dignified lady."

There was an old woman who was good at fortune-telling. She was Madam Yuan’s cousin. She frowned and muttered in a low voice: I have been fortune-telling for half my life, but I have never met someone with such a good face. Why can’t she get married?

She looked up at Qi Wan's face again. Her forehead was smooth and full, her facial features were regular, her eyes were bright, her chin was round, and most importantly, Miss Qi had a graceful demeanor. She thought to herself: This is obviously the appearance of the Empress. Could I be mistaken?

Qi Wan noticed someone was looking at her. She looked up and saw an old lady who was looking at her with inquiring eyes. Qi Wan smiled at her.

Old Madam Yuan saw this and smiled at Qi Wan, saying, "She is my cousin. She has learned a good craft from the ancestors of the Yuan family. I will introduce her to you when there are fewer people around." She then whispered, "Ask her to find a marriage partner for you."

Qi Wan nodded generously, "Okay, old lady."

As soon as Zheng and Qi Wan sat down, many women and young ladies came up to greet them: "Madam of the Crown Prince, Miss Qi, you are here too!"

"Yes, I should come." Zheng replied with a smile, and stood up with Qi Wan to return the greeting.

"There are so many people today, and we are really sorry for the poor hospitality. I hope you will forgive me." Old Madam Yuan said apologetically.

"Madam, you're too polite. We all know that this is how funerals are. You don't have to take it to heart." Everyone comforted her and expressed their understanding.

After the greetings, everyone sat down and discussed Qi Yuehua's death.

Before, Qi Wan and his eldest sister-in-law didn't come, and people in the hall said all kinds of things.

"She asked for her own death. How could she place so many braziers next to her bed?"

"She died tragically. Her two daughters rushed over after hearing the news. They were so frightened by her death that they almost fainted. The second daughter even kept shouting that there was a ghost."

"Before, when we came to the Yuan family, she never treated us well, relying on the Qi Mansion to be arrogant."

"Haha, her mother was divorced by the Qi family."

"It's still the Yuan family's kindness that didn't divorce her."

……

Now, in front of the people of the Qi Mansion, the guest only expressed regret, "He died too young, and there is still a daughter who has not married yet."

"She's still too angry."

"This guy, you should stop getting angry."

"And be less jealous of others." Qi Yuehua's sister-in-law Jiang said.

She had been bullied by Qi Yuehua for more than ten years, and she also knew that Qi Yuehua was most jealous of the eldest branch of the Qi family.

Zheng nodded, "That's right, when people are jealous, they torture themselves."

Everyone in the hall was talking and expressing their feelings about Qi Yuehua's death. The atmosphere was cordial and harmonious.

Suddenly, loud wailing sounded in front of the coffin. The sound was like a cuckoo crying blood, heartbreaking: "My aunt, you died so tragically, uh uh uh ..."

Everyone walked out and looked in front of the coffin, only to see a woman in mourning clothes, lying on the ground, crying.

She continued to cry, "I no longer have an aunt, a father, a mother, or a brother!"

"I am alone in the world!"

"How could you leave me like this!" She cried, and every word was filled with endless grief and sorrow, as if she wanted to pour out all the pain in her heart.

Her crying was miserable and sad, like sobbing and complaining, which made people feel sad and distressed.

Everyone present was deeply moved; some even couldn't help shedding tears of sympathy.

Qi Wan frowned, but she didn't go out, because she knew the woman's identity as soon as she heard the crying - the daughter of the third wife, and the concubine of an official who had now changed her name to Ding Jinxiu.

Zheng also heard it, and she looked at Qi Wan worriedly. The third wife's daughter showed up so high-profile, obviously with ill intentions, and was probably trying to take this opportunity to cause trouble.

Qi Wan felt Zheng's gaze, she turned her head and smiled at Zheng, with a firm light in her eyes. Her eyes conveyed a soothing message, which made Zheng feel at ease.

Zheng cast her eyes on Wu Yi standing behind Qi Wan, nodded slightly, and a deep trust in her sister-in-law surged in her heart. She knew that as long as her sister-in-law was there, any difficulties could be easily solved, because her sister-in-law had a master like Wu Yi.

Everyone looked at the young woman crying in front of the coffin, and some soft-hearted people couldn't help but wipe away their tears.

They wondered in their hearts, "Who is this woman? Why is she crying so sadly here?"

The woman called Qi Yuehua "Aunt!" This title made everyone present feel very surprised and curious.

Everyone looked at the eldest lady and daughter of the Qi family who were sitting still in the hall, and were even more surprised when they saw that they did not come out to acknowledge the people crying.

"How many women can call Qi Aunt?" They all speculated what kind of relationship this young girl had with Qi Yuehua and why she was crying so sadly.

Miss Yuan was stunned, obviously frightened: Wasn't she dead? Is she a human or a ghost now?

Miss Yuan was stunned for a moment, then she shouted, "Miss Qi, you are still alive, they all said you were dead." She looked at the crowd and introduced, "This is the daughter of the third branch of the Qi family."

"Cousin, wuwu..." The two sisters hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and completely at a loss.

You know, they had heard that the entire family of the third branch of the Qi family had passed away, but at this moment, a fourth Miss Qi suddenly appeared! What was even more surprising was that this fourth Miss Qi actually had a married woman's bun.

What is going on? Is the rumor wrong? Or is there something else going on?

People couldn't help but start to speculate. Some people thought "she might have been rescued and now she came back to recognize her relatives";

Some people also speculated, "Maybe she was forced to leave because of family disputes, and now she is back to fight for the family property."

But in any case, it is really puzzling that she got married and didn't even observe mourning just a few months after her parents died.

People's curiosity was completely aroused, and their hearts were filled with questions and doubts. "What on earth has this ill-intentioned Fourth Miss Qi experienced?"

"Who did she marry?"

These questions bother everyone, making them eager to uncover the truth of this mystery.