Min Rui's body was still cold, and the coffin hadn't been closed yet. In the hall next to the mourning hall, these people had already quarreled silently, venting out their inner dissatisfaction...

After Qin Wuyan finished his condolences and stepped into the hall, these people had no choice but to shut up.

It's just that Qin Wuyan's ability to fall in love with the saint is not the kind of person who is not close to women, it's just that the chips are not enough.

The people in power of these aristocratic families moved their minds towards Qin Wuyan again:

"Priest priest, my Lie family has just added a male, and I invited the priest to attend my grandson's full moon banquet."

"Priest priest, my Hu family has just married a daughter-in-law, and I want to invite the priest to participate in the Quzhang and Flowing Water Banquet."

"The vicar, ..."

"generation......"



Qin Wuyan was surrounded by these people, as if this was not the mourning hall of the young Patriarch of the Min Mansion, but a joyful banquet.

Qin Wuyan frowned slightly: "You can just send the post to the priest's mansion, I try to participate as much as possible, but the deceased is respected, please don't talk about other things."

He sat on the mahogany chair with a heavy expression on his face.

His feelings for Min Rui have always been complicated. During the time when Min Huizhu was entangled in the Min Mansion, if there was no Min Rui, he might not know what he would do in a fit of anger.

It will not be so smooth to control Min Mansion and Priest Mansion.

But thinking of the relationship between Min Rui and Zhuang Xiaoyu, my heart is full of conflicts.

Ask yourself, if he is Min Rui, he will definitely not be as noble as Min Rui, let alone be like Min Rui, whether it is about his mind or deeds, he will always look like a modest gentleman, never stepping over the threshold.

The liking buried in the bottom of my heart cannot deceive others. Min Rui looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes, although he had deliberately concealed it, but Qin Wuyan still saw it from Min Rui's detached and polite every move, from his eyes. Out of a deeply buried love.

Based on this alone, it is impossible for him to become close friends with Min Rui.

Although he sympathizes with each other,...he will never allow his first wife to be coveted by other men.

But for a talented gentleman who cared about the common people to die like this, it must be a lie to say that he was not uncomfortable. The melancholy and sadness in Qin Wuyan's eyes just appeared in front of these people.

Seeing Qin Wuyan holding the teacup, frowning, and sipping tea without saying a word, these people also made sad expressions...

Min Rui's funeral has been explained before his death, and he will not stay in Min's residence for too long, and he will be buried soon...

After Qin Wuyan left the Min Mansion, he walked towards the priest's mansion, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Thinking of Zhuang Xiaoyu's grief-stricken appearance, and thinking that he had quarreled with her, he wondered if she was still angry with him after going back.

Confused, he simply turned his horse's head and walked towards the market.

The guard wanted to follow, but he stopped him: "You don't have to follow me, I'm just strolling around."

The guards didn't dare to go forward, so they could only follow from a distance.

Qin Wuyan mourned the deceased today. He was wearing black uniforms. These uniforms were bought by Zhuang Xiaoyu at a clothing store when he was in Zhuangzi. son of the family.

The evil spirit around him had been restrained deliberately by him, Qin Wuyan got off his horse, tied the horse to the side of the road, and mixed into the crowd.

I used to accompany Zhuang Xiaoyu to the market, but at that time he followed behind, penniless, protecting her safety.

Later, his family was rich, but he no longer had time to bring her to the market, and she seemed unwilling to go out with him for a stroll...