Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder She Wants to Be a Vicious Female Supporting Role

"Come here! Go and ask a few doctors to come into the house."

Seeing Lan Xin lying in bed and unable to be woken up, Madam Hou suspected that Lan Xin was pretending to be unconscious, so she asked several doctors to check on her.

She was still waiting for Lan Xin to take care of her son's funeral, so naturally she didn't want Lan Xin to lie here comfortably.

"Madam, this is a fainting spell caused by excessive grief. When she wakes up depends on her own consciousness."

Several doctors took the old lady's pulse and reported the truth to her.

Mrs. Hou had no choice but to take care of Mu Ziyi's funeral herself.

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On the day of Mu Ziyi's funeral, Lan Xin showed up at the mourning hall on time. Not only Lan Xin showed up, but a large group of people also came to witness Mu Ziyi's funeral.

Of course, these people were invited by Lan Xin through the post. Doesn’t Mu Ziyi want to die?

Although Lan Xin couldn't really let him die now, she had plenty of ways to make sure that even if he came back, he would not be able to become a marquis in the future.

Madam Hou looked at the huge crowd and her face darkened immediately. She glared at Lan Xin fiercely, "Lan Xin, you damned jinx, why did you post a message to invite so many people?"

Lan Xin immediately wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "These are all for my husband's funeral. Mother, I also don't want my husband to leave in such a lonely way! Woo woo..."

Seeing that some people in the crowd started to point and talk, Mrs. Hou was almost so angry that she couldn't breathe.

The reason why she didn't make a big announcement to invite people to the funeral was that she wanted as few people as possible to know about her son's death. It would be best if only Lan Xin knew that her son was dead. That way, when her son faked his death and came back, he could still continue to be the Marquis.

Who knew that Lan Xin would act on her own without even consulting her and post a message inviting so many people to the funeral.

What a jinx!

How would she explain this to her son when he comes back? Could it be that her son could still live well after being buried in the ground?

What if I'm mistaken for a wandering ghost and am thrown out and burned?

She was so angry!

Lan Xin looked at Old Madam Hou, who was so angry that she couldn't vent it, and curled the corners of her lips slightly. The good show had just begun.

At this time...

"The imperial edict has arrived!"

Just as the funeral procession was about to leave, the imperial edict from the palace arrived.

Everyone knelt down in a mighty manner to receive the order.

"By the providence of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims: The General's family is full of loyal and valiant men. I, sympathizing with his orphaned and helpless son, hereby posthumously confer the title of Duke Dingguo on his daughter Lan Xin's husband, and posthumously confer the title of First-Rank Imperial Consort on his daughter Lan Xin, and grant him an additional 1,000 taels of gold."

The title of Duke Dingguo was much higher than that of an ordinary marquis, but unfortunately this marquis was unlucky and died young, and everyone shook their heads in regret.

This imperial edict was obtained by Lan Xin by using the Lan family's military achievements when she entered the palace. She wanted Mu Ziyi to never become a marquis, and even if he came back in the future, he would only be an ordinary citizen.

Mu Ziyi is now faking his death. After this imperial decree is issued, if he dares to come back and say in front of the emperor that he is the marquis, he will be considered an imposter and deceiving the emperor.

Even if he found a good excuse at that time, he would still be regarded as a person of bad morals in the eyes of the emperor.

Most emperors are suspicious by nature. Without the emperor's favor, it is almost impossible to have a bright future.

Mu Ziyi wanted to use Lan Xin as a blood bag and use the huge wealth of their general's mansion to support a mistress. As long as Lan Xin was with him in this life, he would not have to dream about it.