Chapter 460

"Impossible," Ji Xinqing suddenly grabbed Tang Jinyao's arm. "Young master Tang, she can't commit suicide. This is false. The news must be false!"

Gu Yuling, a selfish person, can have a thousand and ten thousand ways to die and commit suicide. She can't catch up with her!

Ji Xinqing doesn't believe that people like her will commit suicide because of anything!

Tang Jinyao's eyes were dark and bottomless.

"Is it true or false? Just go to take care of your family tomorrow."

"The things she did were not easily written off by her death."

Tang Jinyao took Ji Xinqing back to bed. "Sleep, I know something."

The news of Gu Yuling's suicide soon spread all over the streets of the imperial capital.

Everyone lamented the princess's death and said that Miss Gu was trapped by love. She could only choose suicide to end the pain of love!

But everyone dared not comment on the word except for the words.

Gu Yuling's identity is always there. Even if she dies, the Gu family won't let them gossip.

When Ji Xinqing got out of the car, he saw the door of the always strict family courtyard surrounded by many reporters.

Before she could take two steps forward, the reporters suddenly found her, and then rushed over like a honeycomb, surrounded Ji Xinqing.

The reporter's questions flooded into Ji Xinqing.

"Little madam, do you know about Miss Gu's death? It is said that Miss Gu is deeply in love with young master Tang, but just when you became the Empress Dowager of the Tang family, Miss Gu fell down. Little madam, can you express your true views on Miss Gu's death?"

"Little madam, I heard that Miss Gu was your biggest competitor. Did you move your hands and feet in her death? Is it true that you came to mourn today?"

"Little lady..."

Tang Jinyao also got out of the car at this time and looked coldly at a row of reporters in front.

He took Ji Xinqing into his arms and protected her from being pushed by reporters on one side.

As soon as the reporters saw him, their tongue was frozen and they couldn't send a word any more.

A reporter closest to Ji Xinqing almost couldn't hold the microphone stably.

The man in front of him was born with a strong aura. He just stood there motionless and had a momentum of not being angry and powerful.

"Have you asked enough?" Tang Jinyao held the people in his arms tightly and looked coldly at the people around him.

"I'm sorry about Miss Gu's death, but I don't want anyone to make a big fuss about her death on my wife."

The reporter smiled. After hearing his words, he made way with self-knowledge.

After Tang Jinyao took Ji Xinqing out of the press group, he suddenly stopped again.

"Also, Miss Gu and I are just pure sibling feelings. I don't want the content reported tomorrow to be divorced from this reality."

After Ji Xinqing was taken to the inner courtyard of the Gu family by Tang Jinyao, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The atmosphere in Gu's inner courtyard was serious. The people who came to offer condolences looked sad and were led into Gu Yuling's mourning hall by the servant.

Ji Xinqing happened to pass by a maid and bowed respectfully towards them, "young master Tang, little lady, you're coming."

"This way, please." the maid respectfully made an invitation in one direction.

All the way was quiet.

The whole Gu family seems to be immersed in the sadness of Gu Yuling's suicide.

Ji Xinqing and the maid seemed to talk unintentionally.

"How did you commit suicide, Miss Gu?"

The maid shook her head and sighed. She glanced around the empty room, and then spoke quietly, "Little madam, I don't know the specific situation. However, I heard that the young lady was taken to the study by the old man yesterday and was severely reprimanded. After she came back from the study, she kept herself in the room. In the middle of the night, there was a fire in the young lady's room. When we rescued the people, the young lady... Had burned into a body."

"How could she suddenly commit suicide? You didn't find anything wrong with her recently?"

The maid looked at Ji Xinqing and looked like she didn't dare to say anything.

Ji Xinqing brushed her hand. "It's all right. Tell me. I won't tell anyone else."

The maid said, "little lady, I just come to work for my family. It's inconvenient for me to say too much about Miss. However, you just guessed right. Miss, it's really strange these days. Compared with the former Miss, the current miss..."

The maid didn't go on, but subconsciously showed a look of fear.

Ji Xinqing frowned and then pulled the sleeve of the man beside her.

"What's the matter?" Tang Jinyao stopped and looked down at her.

Ji Xinqing sent the maid away, and then hesitated to say, "young master Tang, it's not like fraud for Gu Yuling's funeral to be held by Gu's family in such a big way. Do you think she's true..."

Tang Jinyao just shook his head. "There are some things that you don't know until you see them."

Ji Xinqing nodded.

They quickly walked to the mourning hall.

There is a coffin in the center of the mourning hall. The coffin has not been sealed yet. Ji Xinqing only vaguely sees a white figure in the coffin.

Gu Lao sat beside the coffin in plain black, and his old face was covered with pain.

Ji Xinqing and Tang Jinyao looked at each other, and then walked over.

"Grandpa Gu,"

"Gu Lao,"

Hearing their voices, Gu Lao raised his head. When his eyes swept Ji Xinqing's face, his turbid old eyes suddenly burst out a burst of cold light.

"Grandpa Gu," Tang Jinyao frowned, and then timely pulled Ji Xinqing behind him to cover Gu's cold eyes, "we came to offer condolences as guests today. Please forgive me."

Gu Lao hissed and looked at Ji Xinqing with disdain. "Xiao Si, you don't know who my granddaughter committed suicide for?"

He stood up tremblingly, didn't care about the coming and going guests, raised one end of his crutch and pointed to Ji Xinqing impolitely, "it's this woman who killed my granddaughter!"

The crowd smiled and looked at Ji Xinqing. Their eyes were suddenly full of kindness.

"Grandpa Gu," Tang Jinyao said coldly, "there are so many guests today. I hope you can distinguish the importance of things."

Gu sneered at his words, "Xiao Si, you just protect her. Grandpa Gu can't even talk about her. What's good about this kind of woman? Everything can't compare with Yuling, but you just gave up my Yuling for her. You drove my Yuling to death..."

Tang Jinyao looked at him colder and colder, "Grandpa Gu, I'm sorry for the death of Yuling. I also understand the pain of your white haired people sending black haired people, but I still hope you don't break the century old friendship between Tang Gu and his family because of this."

Gu Lao's face suddenly changed, and his old face was blue and purple.

The man in front of him, who was still a hairy boy in his eyes, pointed out in a word what he cared about most in most of his life.

Take care of his family... That's what he has been guarding for most of his life.