vaginal knot

Walking through the Ji Mansion, Ye Jieman only felt that the road was very long.She lowered her head, and she could see her light yellow and milky white dress in her eyes. The broken stone slabs under her feet were cleaned very cleanly. A few petals occasionally fell on the side of the road. Even the air exuded the unique fragrance of spring. .Ye Jieman pinched her fingers, she didn't know whether it was heat or something, a little sweat broke out from her temples, and a few strands of hair stuck to her.In the dizzy mind, Ji Xiwu's leisurely question still echoed: Do you want to visit my mourning hall?

Ye Jieman bit her lip in annoyance, not understanding why she didn't refuse at that time.

Maybe it was because he was so flustered at that moment that he lowered his head like a cover-up, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Ji Xiwu's half-smile expression, shrouded in a mist.The feeling of danger from before came to my heart again, causing Ye Jieman's mind to shake slightly.

The maid in front of her didn't know Ye Jieman's tangled thoughts, she led the way quietly, only occasionally turning her head to glance at Ye Jieman curiously.She also knew some things about Pei's mansion, especially the shady marriage that had been rumored a few days ago. Ye Jieman knew the identity of the other party when she lived in the courtyard.But due to etiquette, the maid naturally wouldn't ask anything.Seeing that the other party has a beautiful and gentle appearance, and there is no such thing as domineering and domineering in the conversation that is usually used to contact rich people, I can't help feeling a little good in my heart.It's just that since the other party is from the north of the city, she shouldn't have much chance to get in touch with Miss Fifth, so she wondered why she would go to Miss's mourning hall to pay homage to Miss Wu after resting at the mansion.But since the guest made this request, the maid would naturally not refuse.

"Mrs. Pei, the mourning hall is here."

I don't know how long he walked, but suddenly the voice of the servant girl came from in front of him, and Ye Jieman came back to his senses in shock, stopped in his steps, subconsciously raised his head and looked forward.

The eye-catching is like the two white lanterns hanging before entering the mansion, the inscriptions on them are eye-catching and vivid.The door of the lobby room was open, and it was glaring white at first glance, and there seemed to be a calm and sad breath flowing in the air.There were not many people inside, only a few maidservants and servants in white mourning clothes standing, no sound came.Looking from the door, you can see a huge ink-black "Dian" character hanging on the white wall facing the door. Candles, a few drops of candle oil fell on the table and formed white lumps.Not far from the table, a dark coffin was placed in the center of the mourning hall.Kneeling in front of the coffin was a slender woman throwing banknotes into the brazier in front of her.The side face of the woman was reddened by the flames, and there was sadness between her brows and eyes. Some white banknotes rose along the flames and fell on her shoulders, but she did not brush them off.Ye Jieman's gaze swept over the woman, and then landed on the coffin again.

For a moment, Ye Jieman felt all kinds of emotions surge in her heart, and she couldn't move her feet.She knew that the person lying in the coffin should be "Ji Xiwu", but she still didn't know how to face the other's corpse, especially in front of the other's ghost.

"Mrs. Pei Shao?" The maid on the side looked at Ye Jieman with a strange face and reminded again, "The mourning hall is here, do you want to go in now?"

Ye Jieman stared straight at the coffin. Hearing this, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and then lifted his foot across the threshold.

As soon as he entered the door, the smell of incense wafted into his nostrils, and everyone in the mourning hall cast their eyes over, except for the woman who was kneeling on the ground silently burning paper money, the rest of the eyes fell on Ye Jieman , as if he didn't expect someone to come over suddenly at this time, and she was an unfamiliar woman whom he had never seen before.

Ye Jieman pursed her lips nervously, not paying attention to those probing gazes, and walked towards the coffin in the center of the mourning hall step by step.As she got closer, she could clearly feel the heartbeat in her chest as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

Someone in the mourning hall quickly realized that a serious-looking middle-aged man went up to meet Ye Jieman, temporarily blocking her sight, and said, "I don't know who the girl is?"

Ye Jieman bowed slightly to salute, and explained softly: "Hello, I am Mrs. Pei's young lady who just arrived at Ji's Mansion today."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was taken aback, and secretly thought that if it was the members of the Pei family, he should recognize them too.Thinking of this, he frowned, looked at Ye Jieman for a few times, and said politely: "I'm sorry, I'm the steward of Ji's mansion, and I'm a little embarrassed to see the girl, who is the young lady of the Pei family?"

Ye Jieman paused for a while, and Fang said softly: "I am the new wife of the fourth young lady of the Pei family."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. After all, the news of the fourth young master of the Pei family who died in the past few days married the bride has spread all over Suzhou City. But everyone knew it well and didn't say anything.The butler of the Ji Mansion who found out Ye Jieman's identity didn't seem to have expected that this special fourth young lady of the Pei family would come to the mourning hall alone, and said, "Young lady Pei is here to pay homage to Miss Fifth?"

"Yeah." Ye Jieman nodded and didn't say much.

Seeing this, the housekeeper didn't want to ask the other party's intentions, moved away from the body, stood aside, and nodded to Ye Jieman.

Ye Jieman also returned the salute, then looked at the dark coffin again, and took a step forward hesitantly.As the scene inside the coffin gradually revealed, Ye Jieman's hand beside her unconsciously clenched tightly, and even her breathing was a little short.

Outside the window, the sun was setting, and the light and shadow dragged into a long dark yellow, completely different from the coldness inside the mourning hall, as if separated into two worlds.

One overcast.One sun.Can't cross.

In the mourning hall, Jiebai bumped into Ye Jieman's sight in the pitch-black coffin, little by little, revealing the familiar yet unfamiliar face inside.Ye Jieman couldn't help but held her breath, letting her heartbeat violently start hitting her chest, her ears were buzzing, and almost no other sounds could be heard.

"Ji Xiwu" is surrounded by pure white flowers, her closed eyes look calm and serene, her eyelashes are long and slender, her lips are not like the bright red you see around her, but a lifeless white, which looks a bit more weak.Her hands were folded on her lower abdomen, and her silky black hair fell on the white flowers, which made her complexion even whiter. Her skin was flimsy, and with a white dress, it seemed that she wanted to blend into the surrounding white flowers.

Ye Jieman's expression was dazed, and his nose felt a little sour for no reason. His gaze was fixed on the woman in the coffin, and he could no longer move away.I just feel that the woman in white clothes inside is clean and not stained with dust, and she is so beautiful even in death.

While concentrating, a coolness suddenly appeared behind him.Ye Jieman's heart sank suddenly, and only then did he realize that Ji Xiwu had run out of the locust tree ghost talisman at some point, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Do I look good?"

Hearing this, Ye Jieman pursed the corners of her lips, her body stiffened and she did not move.Ji Xiwu's body at the back was soft, almost half of her body was clinging to her, the breath was cold, but there was heat rising from the fingertips, and even the ears began to feel hot.

"Huh?" Ji Xiwu's slightly raised nasal voice echoed in her ears, as if she was determined to get an answer, until Ye Jieman nodded indiscriminately, then she chuckled.

Ye Jieman only felt that the laughter seemed to be sticky, wrapped around her body, and quickly drilled into the bottom of her heart, itching people uncomfortable.In sight was still Ji Xiwu's silent corpse lying in the coffin, like a beautiful picture scroll.In a daze, Ye Jieman seemed to see the daughter of the Ji family in the eyes of others. She behaved decently, was gentle and kind, covered all her fangs, put on a warm smile, whispered softly like all men's dream lover, pure white Like those fragrant flowers around me.

But at this moment, Ji Xiwu's body in front of him appeared harmless in sight, but Ji Xiwu's soul behind him revealed a confusing and dangerous aura.The weird scene made Ye Jieman feel complicated.In the silence, Ji Xiwu who was behind had already walked slowly to the front of the coffin, looking down at herself lying there.

Everything in the mourning hall is as usual, and no one knows the return of Ji Xiwu's soul.

For a moment, Ye Jieman felt that when Ji Xiwu looked at her corpse, there was a trace of sadness and mockery in Ji Xiwu's eyes, but it was fleeting, and when the other party looked back at her, she still had the usual indifferent expression, which made Ye Jieman unable to understand. Distinguish whether it is your own illusion.

While standing, the butler beside him had already stepped forward and handed over three sticks of fine incense.Ye Jieman reached out to take it, Yili bowed to Ji Xiwu's body three times, looked up from the corner of his head, and saw that he was leaning against the coffin with a smile, looking at her with interest.Ye Jieman somehow felt a little shy, and put three sticks of incense in the censer on the table after hastily prayed.

"Thank you Madam Pei Shao." There was a slight smile on the butler's serious face.

"It should be." Ye Jieman said softly, but she still felt very awkward in her heart. After all, only she knew that Ji Xiwu was standing beside her corpse, taking in everything in the mourning hall.After offering incense, she took a few steps back, and saw Ji Xiwu's red eyes were falling on the woman kneeling on the ground, and the smile on her lips also disappeared, with a look of deep thought.

Ye Jieman followed Ji Xiwu's line of sight to look at the woman, only to realize that the woman never looked up at her from the beginning to the end, as if she didn't care who came to the mourning hall, she just stared at the brazier in front of her, and looked inside intently. Zhang Zhang burned white paper money.

As if seeing Ye Jieman's doubts, Ji Xiwu slowly opened her mouth beside her: "She is my personal maid." After a pause, "It is also my guard, called Ning Xin."

Hearing this, Ye Jieman's eyes were a little surprised, she turned her head to look at Ji Xiwu, and saw that the other party was looking at the woman kneeling on the ground with deep eyes, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking for a moment.Ye Jieman couldn't bear to look at the sad woman on her body. After thinking about it, she slowly squatted down beside her, reached out and picked up the white paper money scattered by the brazier, raised her hand and put it on the flame, looking at the paper money. Burns quickly.Ye Jieman's eyes were shining with fire, and he opened his mouth in a low voice, with soothing words: "My condolences are by the way."

After the words fell, Ye Jieman saw the woman's hand movements paused, and the next moment, she finally raised her head slowly, looking at herself for the first time.

The woman in front of her was pale and haggard, even her hair was a little disheveled, her eyebrows were thick and slashed into her temples, which set off her whole face with a heroic air, showing her determination.She tightly squeezed the white paper money in her hand, glanced at Ye Jieman, said nothing, then lowered her head after a while, and repeated the previous action.

"Hey." A sigh sounded, and Ye Jieman saw the butler who was talking to him before looking at the woman and sighed, and said, "Ning Xin, you have been kneeling in the mourning hall for several days, how can you eat with this body? Miss Wu, she...has already gone, this matter is not your fault, don't blame yourself anymore. "

The moment the words fell, Ye Jieman caught a sharp glimpse of Ning Xin's hand holding the paper money tightly tightly, but the lower end of the paper money close to the brazier had already ignited. It quickly reached the fingertips.Seeing this, Ye Jieman was startled, and hastily stretched out her hand to grab the woman's wrist, without caring about the heat, she slapped the ignited paper money from Ning Xin's hand with a "swish".

The ashes slowly fell, leaving only a bit of white residue lying in Ning Xin's palm.But Ye Jieman's fingertips were blackened, and there was a burning feeling coming from her. She didn't say anything, but just glanced at Ning Xin, but she probably understood what the butler said in her heart.This woman... must be doing this because of guilt for not protecting Ji Xiwu well?