Chapter 811

"Unexpectedly, the Yao family has reached such a level that they are strong outside and strong in the middle. No wonder, even Yao Shaoshi has been wronged, they have no response at all. Originally, they have no strength."

The letter details Xiaoyu's investigation results in recent days.

On the surface, the Yao family still looks beautiful, but in fact, it seems that they have been hollowed out.

According to Xiaoyu's investigation results, the Yao family seems to have been seriously injured for some reason.

Except for Yao Lu's brother, the others either disappeared or shrank in the depths of the mansion, which most people can't see.

It's strange. According to the inside information of the Yao family, even if they were struck by thunder, they wouldn't be harmed like this.

What happened?

"What's the matter? I'm so angry with you?"

After reading the letter, Lin Mengya found that Bai Su's anger didn't seem to be because of it.

"Nothing, just because there are some people in the palace who like to chew their tongue."

It can make Bai Su so angry. I think those tongue roots must have some level of chewing.

Lin Mengya naturally guessed what others would say. Mrs. Jingrou, they dare not scold. The only thing they can scold is themselves.

It's strange that the mourning hall is in linqiu Pavilion. They don't even dare to go to the mourning hall for a incense.

Only dare to gossip behind your back. After all, it can't become a climate.

"Since you know, why are you angry with them? Tomorrow's funeral, you go with me. Although the Yao family can't come forward, it doesn't mean that others won't come to trouble."

"Yes, miss, don't worry."

Xiaoyu should be busy with other things. Now there is only an empty shell left in the Yao family.

At present, it is difficult to pose a threat to Xiaoyu.

Wanyanlie and they should have other plans. Of course, Xiaoyu is the protagonist.

But now Lin Mengya can guess a little why someone dared to attack Xiaoyu that night.

Some people want to completely remove the Yao family with their hands.

In this way, the evidence should be destroyed.

But what they didn't expect was that Xiaoyu not only didn't get caught, but also took the initiative to hide it.

The Yao family was preserved, and some things were also preserved.

Lin Mengya guessed that someone should be unable to sit still.

Just right, Xiaoyu, they can take it and make some articles.

One night without sleep, according to the rules of the state of lieyun, the incense in front of the spirit can't be cut off from the beginning of the mourning.

In the fog, if there is a soul, it will follow the smoke to the kingdom of heaven.

Early in the morning, Lin Mengya, who had been up all night, appeared in the bedroom of linqiu Pavilion.

Here, Yao Lu, who was already ready, sorted out her luggage with the help of yunmo.

"Everything has been taken care of properly. My mother doesn't have to worry."

Lin Mengya invited her in person to show her importance to Yao Lu.

After a while, Yao Lu will ride in a sedan chair and follow the funeral procession out of the palace.

At that time, everyone's attention was attracted by the funeral procession, and no one would notice that a sedan chair was unknowingly missing behind the procession.

Moreover, the Internet has long been prepared. As soon as Yao Lu leaves the palace, someone will pick him up.

No one will know that the person who should lie in the coffin will be stolen in this way.

"I have nothing to worry about. Even if I'm found out, there's nothing to worry about."

Yao Lu's face was somewhat disheartened and sad.

She can almost see and hear what has happened outside these days.

In fact, she is not bad in nature, and she thought that those who had followed her had really supported themselves.

But I didn't want to. It was all a conspiracy.

"Just relax, madam. No one can find out this secret. In fact, it's not a relief. Maids and maidservants should congratulate her on her rebirth."

When Lin Mengya said this, she was absolutely sincere.

In fact, people like Yao Lu are not suitable for living in a complex palace.

She didn't understand why Chen Ajiao, who had sworn to the golden house with Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, could not compete with Wei Zifu, who was a dancer.

The former was born noble and had childhood friendship with Emperor Wu.

Even if the latter is natural and beautiful, in love and reason, it should be at a disadvantage.

But after many things, Lin Mengya realized.

The more they come from an aristocratic family, the more they spoil and care for women.

They may be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or they may be rich in learning and talented.

But what they are not good at is playing tricks.

Unfortunately, in the deep palace, only these are the most important.

Others are just a foil.

Just like Mrs. Jingrou, it took her 20 years to cultivate her gentleness into a sharp weapon that can be turned into a soft finger and into a life-threatening weapon.

Only a woman like her can win the final victory in the palace.

Yao Lu's mind is simple and arrogant.

It was her chance to get such an ending today.

"Freshman, yes, I'll never be Yao Lu again after I go out from here. Say thank you to your master for me. After all, I'm a loser, and her life will be much better."

Since the truth was revealed, Yao Lu seems to have realized everything.

In fact, from her heart, she still couldn't pull away her hatred for Jingrou.

But she was calmer than ever. From the beginning, she was doomed not to win this fight.

But Jingrou didn't win. This one is destined to be a fight without a winner.

"Thank you for your understanding, yunmo. Send your mother out."

The sound outside gradually became lively. Lin Mengya understood that it was time for the funeral.

At this time, there was no mourning and music, although it was the funeral of a young lady.

But according to the rules of the palace, except for some palace people who serve her, others don't even have to wear filial piety.

This is the rule. In the palace, as long as the high-ranking people don't die, the funeral of others is a humble joke.

Lin Mengya and Bai Su were both dressed in plain clothes with some elegant headdresses on their heads. They were already solemn.

Looking at the poor mourning team, even if she knew it was fake, Lin Mengya still sighed.

People live a lifetime, perhaps the final outcome is such a thing.

What are the battles and scenery before?

Sitting in the pony car, Lin Mengya and Bai Su monitored the funeral procession all the time.

Out of the palace gate, sorrow and music rang out.

However, due to low-key reasons, the specifications are not rare.

It's just a little more than ordinary people, and the king is famous. Yao Shaoshi is a body of guilt. It's already a grace to her to be buried in the mausoleum of the Royal concubine.

Therefore, the chariot and horse paper used, including the number of people to be buried, shall not be used for the exclusive use of the royal family.

No one can see that this team came out of the palace.

Everyone thought it was just a funeral procession of a large family.

Out of the inner King City, fewer and fewer people know the details.

In the end, there was not even a curious person in the street.

Although the state of lieyun is not as respectful as the great Jin Dynasty, the people of the state of lieyun respect the dead very much.

In their culture, the dead are quasi gods who want to go to heaven.

Therefore, most people bow their heads when they meet the funeral procession.

Moreover, we should avoid taboos in shops. No matter the boss or the waiter, we can't go out during the journey.

For a time, everywhere they went, the streets were clean.

At this moment, Lin Mengya breathed a sigh of relief.

She was also afraid that there would be some twists and turns if she would attract other people's attention.

Unexpectedly, everyone pays great attention to etiquette. Now, there is less trouble.

If you want to go to the royal family's special mausoleum, you must pass through the inner and outer Royal cities, and then walk a distance.

Lin Mengya thought she would be safe, but the team just came to half of Waiwang City, but suddenly stopped.

She was looking out from the carriage when she saw that the Chamberlain in charge in front hurried to her.

"Girl, go and have a look. Mrs. Hui suddenly stopped the team and is crying. I really can't deal with it."

The waiter frowned. It was obvious that he had advised Mrs. Hui a few words, but he should have failed.

It's so early. It's better to come by chance.

Lin Mengya looked around. It was obviously the most prosperous and prosperous place in Waiwang city.

Mrs. Hui is crying here. It is clear that she has no good intentions.

"Take me. Don't panic."

She is responsible for everything here.

Therefore, with her words, the inner waiter's heart was much more stable.

He walked quickly to the front of the team. Sure enough, he saw a white, poor Mrs. Hui kneeling on the ground and crying very sad.

However, Lin Mengya could see that Mrs. Hui was not as sad as she showed herself.

"Sister, I didn't expect you to leave in such a hurry. Sister, I didn't have time to see you for the last time, sister, my good sister!"

Even crying is so uninspired. Lin Mengya looks at Mrs. Hui crying, but she has a sneer in her heart.

"Madam, why should you be so sad? Once a person dies, everyone will meet again a hundred years later. Come and help her up. What can I do if the ground is so hard and kneels badly."

Lin Mengya's seemingly respectful but actually powerful call obviously stunned Mrs. Hui for a moment.

Then, at the instigation of Lin Mengya, gong'e, who had been ready for a long time, half pulled and half pulled, and forcibly helped Mrs. Hui up from the ground.

Mrs. Hui didn't expect that this little gong-e, who has been around Mrs. Jingrou and doesn't look very powerful, could be so neat.

"You!"

Mrs. Hui tried to break free, but found it in vain.

Then he stared at Lin Mengya, with a bit of shock in his eyes.