Chapter 113

The young commander's tomb

At this time, several maids opened lengquanling's room at random, and went straight to the wardrobe.

"What are you going to do?"

Lengquanling wiped away his tears and stood up. He reached out and pushed away the maid who did it at will. His backhand was a slap in the face.

"Even if Meng Yujun comes back, I'm still the young lady of this family. What do you dare to come to me to be wild? Are you free to enter the young commander's bedroom?"

"Madam Hui, the old lady asked us to take the young commander's uniform. She said that the young commander couldn't find anything else. She wanted to make a burial mound for him."

A few aggressive maids were honest under this slap, but they still looked arrogant.

"What to do? Get the hell out of here, young commander. Is it too early for the funeral

Lengquanling threw the cabinet door with his backhand and stood in front of the cabinet.

"I see you are impatient to live one by one. Isn't that a curse? You want to die, don't you

"I asked them to pick up the clothes. What's the matter with me? Why bother me?"

Meng Yujun came in from the door. He glanced up and down at the cold spring and frowned slightly. His face was disgusted.

"The general also said that he was a young lady. Now he's making a lot of noise here

It's a shame that we can't get by. "

Lengquanling knew that he must be in a mess now. He stepped on the ground barefoot, dishevelled, and his face was still covered with unclean tears. His clothes were wrinkled.

But now this appearance, even if die also can't let them give Bai shuran do what clothes crown grave, she believes Bai shuran didn't die.

"It's too early to hold a funeral now. No one has sent a message to me, and no news has come from the military headquarters. How can we do a funeral for him?"

"What are you still doing here? The letter from the military department arrived this morning. "

Meng Yujun put out his hand and threw the letter on the ground. He was waiting for the person in front to pick it up.

"Because I am the owner of the mansion, and I can be regarded as Bai shuran's mother, so I watched the letter myself."

Lengquanling's last hope was shattered by the reality in front of her. She looked at the brown paper envelope on the ground and didn't have the courage to pick it up.

This is the news of Bai shuran's sacrifice, the cold water that broke her last hope, and the last straw that killed her.

"It's impossible. It's only three days. How could Bai shuran die? It must be fake. "

Lengquanling reached out to pick up the envelope on the ground, opened the letter inside, carefully looked at every word, every corner, wanted to see that it was a fake letter.

But looking around, there was no flaw.

"It's just a notice. You don't need to look it up and down like this. It doesn't contain your property distribution. Bai shuran has no last words or letters. It's a plop

It's gone in a minute. "

Meng Yujun likes to see the scene in front of her very much. She pulls up her mouth and laughs desperately. She has never been in such a good mood. The Bai family is a big family, and many men have died. Moreover, they have not been with their relatives for a long time.

Then this property can only be divided among women, but it will not be divided among lengquanling.

As soon as she thought that this was the daughter of that slut, she wanted them to reunite and do less to hinder others.

"Even if this letter is true, I won't believe it. I can't do it if I want to see people alive and corpses dead and have nothing to do."

Lengquanling throws the envelope aside with his backhand and looks at Meng Yujun with scarlet eyes.

"I'm afraid you can't help it. Bai shuran's gone. I'm the master of this family. What I say and what you do is all nonsense."

After Meng Yujun said this, he raised his hand behind him. In an instant, four or five old ladies came up. Two of them held lengquanling, and the other two rushed into the wardrobe to tear Bai shuran's uniform.

"Stop it. Don't move the commander's uniform. You don't deserve to touch it!"

Lengquanling couldn't get rid of the two fat old women. She could only watch them pull down the military uniform hanging in the wardrobe, and then take them out in a group.

Meng Yujun turned his head impatiently and looked at the old lady who was holding lengquanling, and the latter would immediately get angry.

With a stab in the back of his neck, lengquanling lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, the beating had begun outside the house. She got up from the bed and ran to the hall. Then she saw the whole family busy tearing off their red silk when they got married, and the whole family was white.

"Who told you to hang up? Stop it

Lengquan spirit came forward and overturned the case. He grabbed the lamp and fell to the ground!

"Young Marshal's wife is too hit. She's losing her heart. How about you help her back to her room?"

Meng Yujun stood on one side of the command, and wanted to throw the people in front of him directly into the river and drown him. However, due to too many people coming today, he could not reveal his true face.

As she spoke, she took out her handkerchief and began to wipe her tears.

"My poor daughter-in-law, just passed the door and had no bridal chamber, so her husband is gone. How can she stand it?"

"The young commander died young. For our sake, Qinzhou is really a hero!"

Meng Yujun's tears immediately aroused the pity of many people. No matter what he was pretending or what he felt, he cried all the time in the hall.

"Do you hear me? All your people are sad for you. There are no eyes on the battlefield. Why did you leave like this? "

Meng Yujun directly rushed to the desk, with one hand covering her chest and tearing her heart and lungs, and the other hand touching the portrait. Her tears fell on the candlestick, sparking.

"Don't pretend there. You want to die in vain. Now the young commander's life and death are uncertain

You're crying here. What's your intention? "

Lengquanling was dragged upstairs and saw the scene clearly. He was so angry that he broke his teeth and roared desperately to let the people below hear him clearly. If Bai shuran is really dead, let him show his spirit, come up and take this vicious woman away, and let her go to the hell of 38 levels, and never live beyond life!

"Oh, my brother, my own brother!"

At this time, another high pitched female voice joined the ranks of Meng Yujun's acting.

Bai Lihua came in full of filial piety. As soon as she came in, she knelt down and cried.

Lengquanling wanted to say something more, but she had no chance. She was tied up by the two old ladies and threw them on the bed in the bedroom.

When the door was closed, the sound of chanting could be heard outside.