C68

Three days later.

Compromise should be the best outcome.

Qi Mu sat on the edge of the bed. She was young, but her hair was tied into a bun that only married women could comb. Her calm temperament made it seem like she didn't feel awkward at all.

She was wearing a brand-new white jacket and skirt that Yang Lili had been working all day and all night to make. The workmanship wasn't exquisite, and there wasn't even the slightest bit of ornamental embroidery on it.

Although it was a wild flower in the mountains, its color was dazzling and it bloomed extremely well. It was a pity that when the flower blossomed, it was ruthlessly harvested by someone. It was a pity that it was not a pity.

"Mu Er, the auspicious hour has arrived. You should pack up properly. We should go."

Yang Lili's face was pale as a sheet as she pushed the door open and entered. On her head was a large red flower similar to the one in Qi Mu's hands, albeit slightly smaller.

When Qi Mu heard this, he raised his eyes and smiled. His smile was clear and pure, as if the new wife that was going to marry a dead man was not her. He said indifferently:

"Then let's go. Seeing that the sun is about to set, it would be bad if we delay the auspicious hour. We will only get criticized by others."

Staring at her daughter's calm appearance, Yang Lili pursed her somewhat cracked lips, seeming to struggle to force out a smile. She stepped forward to remove the large red flower in Qi Mu's hand, as if she wanted to personally help Qi Mu put on the wedding flower, but her fingertips were trembling.

Qi Mu sat there for a moment, feeling that there was no movement from her hair. Then, he raised his head slightly and glanced at Yang Lili. The two streams of tears on her face caused Qi Mu's eyes to freeze for a moment before he took the initiative to reach out his hand to grab Yang Lili's trembling wrist. He used a little strength to help her put on the flower.

"Mom, I'm just wearing this shameful set of clothes on my left and right. I'm just wearing a flower and lighting my lips. I'm just going to visit Aunt Wu's house and get through the formalities. After tonight, I'll be back, so don't worry."

Qi Mu slowly stood up, the afterglow of the setting sun scattered on her body, her figure was graceful, her white clothes were red, she was clearly dressed in an underworld wedding attire, yet she had an otherworldly tranquility, and did her best to rein in in the world's splendor. She reached out to wipe the tears on Yang Lili's face bit by bit, and her red lips curled up into a faint smile.

Yang Lili's throat was choked with sobs, and her tears looked as if they had been cut off. She could not stop them any longer. She nodded and said in a sad and sad tone,

"Mother knows, but Mother is still sad."

The two of them faced each other in silence for a while. Yang Lili stretched out her arms to embrace Qi Mu's emaciated body. She then embraced her and said:

"Mu Er, you know what it is, but your mother wants to personally send you off. This time, your life will be ruined. Do you hate your mother?" "Not complain?"

"You don't have to, you don't have to …" "Mother hates herself. Mother also blames herself. It's my fault for not being able to live here all my life and letting you follow her and give up your future as well. Now you still have to suffer such grievances …"

"That's my entire life …"

After hearing what Yang Lili said, a faint tinge of sadness appeared in Qi Mu's clear eyes. She sighed slightly and hugged Yang Lili with her hands behind her back. Although her voice was soft, she spoke in an extremely sincere tone.

"I don't hate my mother, and I don't hate her either. This should be life, not just anyone, so how can I blame my mother?"

"Mom, don't cry. Today is your daughter's big day after all. If you cry like this and people see you, they will point fingers at you from behind. Tell them that our family is not well."

"You just need to think that after tonight, your daughter will come back and we will live our lives the same way, just pretend that this didn't happen, and it will be fine."

"Mom, you've been crying for days now. If you keep crying, your eyes won't look good. I will feel even worse."

Ye Dazhuang did not need to be removed from the village, the second house of the Ye family still had a place to stay, they would not be displaced, and Qi Mu did not need to sink into the river or be buried alive.

The Ye Family, the Wu Family, and the Village all reached a consensus:

Ancestor rules could not be broken, and Qi Mu still had to marry the grassroots, and the nether marriage still had to take place.

However, as Qi Mu was still young and had yet to reach the manual, this marriage was simply an underworld affair. Qi Mu accompanied the grass roots and spent the night in the coffin, treating it as if it was a wedding night.

After the seventh mother was a wife of the Wu family, but before she passed the Imperial Groom, she still lived in the family, and after the Imperial Gloves, she served her in-laws all her life and served her duty of filial piety.

Of course, the Wu Clan also swore in front of the clan elders that they would never mistreat her, and that they would definitely spare her life!

This was the final result. For Qi Mu, this was probably the best result. It wasn't that Qi Mu hadn't thought of resisting and escaping from such an inhumane matter. She wasn't someone who would submit to anything.

However, her home was here, her family was here. It didn't matter what kind of person she was, but if they were implicated … Every move and action of his must be repeatedly considered. Like this, there were many things that could not be resolved with hands and feet tied, and could not be solved with the best solution.

"Elder sister, are you really going to marry Big Brother Grass Root? But why did you marry him when he was already dead? "You don't want to marry him, Yang Yang doesn't want elder sister's wedding …"

When he pushed open the door, he was immediately greeted by Yang Yang's bear hug. Yang Yang was short, and his two little hands could only tightly hug Qi Mu's thighs. He looked up at Qi Mu, his mouth flattened, and his big watery eyes seemed as if they could shed a tear in a blink of an eye.

Qi Mu naturally reached out and stroked Yang Yang's head. A warm smile appeared on his face, but he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to Yang Yang for a long time.

How should he explain this to a child? Although he didn't say much, he didn't understand either. He had said too much, he should have had nightmares at night. At this point, he suddenly hated his own body, a body that was about to be the same as a coffin of death.

"Yang Yang be good, big sister will be back soon, Yang Yang must be obedient at home."

After a long while, Qi Mu finally spoke with a stiff voice, avoiding Yang Yang's question.

"Girl, why don't you leave. We don't need to do this anymore, your family still have some money, you can bring it back to town, you can always live a little longer. When the news gets out, I'll come pick you up."

Ye Dazhuang held Xiao Yulan's hand, frowning and thinking for a long time. His usually dark and resolute face was now ashen as he said that.

"If I leave, what will you do? I can't just hide in the shadows by myself and watch you guys being pushed around by the whole village, or even the entire Ye family being implicated by this.

"If the price of my freedom is this, Father, how do you expect me to live the rest of my life? I am not afraid of the darkness of a moment, nor the darkness of a night, but if I were to be plunged into darkness for the rest of my life, I am afraid that I would not be able to survive. I am not that strong. "

Qi Mo held Yang Yang with one hand and held Yang Lili with the other. Then, he walked towards Ye Dazhuang and Little Yiran, and the family that was suffering came up with a solid hug. Qi Mu closed her eyes, her lips slightly raised, but her soft and gentle voice seemed to carry limitless power as she said:

"This is just a hurdle, it will be fine."

"But, this marriage is also a marriage. Daughter, if you really do that, then you will be a wife of the Wu family for the rest of your life. You can't remarry, since Daddy can't help you anymore."

"Dad, it's alright. I'm still a few years away from your daughter and the gatekeeper, so I can't predict what will happen in the future. Moreover, with this marriage contract, I'll see who dares to try anything on me!" There are very few people who would dare to offend an underworld wife, and they'll be fine after tonight. "

"My daughter …"

"..."

"You've only come at this hour, and you haven't even passed through the gate yet and you're already acting so impudent. Didn't the chief say that you were deaf to his words?"

Once Qi Mu entered the Wu family's gate, the Wu family's aunt glared at her with a cold expression. Her gaze was like a knife as she cursed and scolded. She was also dressed in white, with a bit of red on her head.

Qi Mu ignored her and looked at the coffin in the mourning hall. He smiled faintly and thought to himself, "Dead people are much better than living people. They are quiet and don't have that many crooked thoughts."

"Alright, since he's already here, let's begin the ceremony. After the auspicious hour, things won't be good."

Niu Fusheng walked out of the corner and swept his gaze across Qi Mu before looking at Wu family's aunt. He spoke with a deep and emotionless voice.

"Mu Er …"

"My daughter …"

When Qi Mu heard the desolate cries coming from behind her, the smile on her face deepened. Her eyes were filled with stubbornness. She straightened her back and stood next to the coffin. The coffin was so close that even though it was tightly covered, the tip of her nose could still smell the rotting smell.

Aunt Wu and her man were already sitting in front, waiting for Wu Mu's kowtow. Niu Fusheng was standing at the front, and Qi Mu's parents were nestling against each other at the back. They were crying as they watched.

"Red String."

Qi Mu took a step forward and picked up the red thread. The red thread belonged to her at one end and the coffin at the other.

"I bow to the heavens and the earth."

Qi Muzhen's expression was expressionless as she paid her respects to the heavens and earth.

"Second bow to the hall."

Qi Mu cast a sidelong glance at the two people sitting in the main hall, his eyes revealing a faint hint of ridicule and disdain. Did he really think that his bow would allow him to control her life in their hands? Let's take a look and see who will be the final one to decide!

Qi Mu only paused for a moment before dropping to his knees and bowing as instructed.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

Qi Mu turned to look at the coffin and smiled faintly. The smile was filled with bitterness as he prepared to bow down.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

"Hold on, miss, hold on."

Everyone looked towards the door and saw a monk floating over. He was dressed in shabby clothes but had an extraordinary temperament. He ignored everyone else and directly walked in front of Qi Mu. He slightly nodded his head with a kind and benevolent expression and said:

"It has been a long time since I last saw you, and you've actually entered into such a state. This really shouldn't be the case. There are no Amitabha in the south, and this old man has come at the right time."

Qi Mu saw that the monk had an extraordinary bearing and acted courteously, so he bowed and said:

"Grandmaster recognized the wrong person. I've never seen a Grandmaster before."

"Does this lady remember that this old one is fine? All I need to know is that this Underworld Marriage is not because of this young lady. This young lady should leave quickly and avoid missing out on my fate, losing my life."