She had no choice but to salute as well, so that she too could drown herself in the crowd.

Zhou Yan looked around, but said to the concierge of Shangshu Mansion, "Since they are all here, and they also want to send Miss Zheng on their last journey, let's go in!" ”

King Jin spoke, the porter hurriedly went in to report, and after getting the news, Lord Shangshu Zheng Rongyi hurriedly came out to greet Zhou Yan.

An episode at the gate of the house was dispersed like this.

Only Yao's plain brocade skirt dyed with mud was helped all the way into the mansion of Shangshu to rest.

Fu Ayacui cursed Jun Zilin a lot all the way, but the latter followed at the end, and all she heard was an intermittent mutter, so she didn't hear it.

Entering the inner house, Mrs. Shangshu Li was lying on the couch, quickly emaciated, with a sickly face, obviously sad.

Jun Zilin stood on the periphery, looking at the layout of the inner house and the furniture in the house. Suddenly, I heard the Li family in the inner room calling his name: "Miss Jun, is Jun Zilin here, is she here!" ”

Hearing this voice, Jun Zilin hurriedly looked back.

The inner room was crowded with people, all of whom came to see Mrs. Shangshu.

In front of everyone's eyes, Jun Zilin was invited in.

Li Shi stretched out his hand, and Jun Zilin's hand hanging on one side was firmly grasped by her, "Madame's condolences." Jun Zilin said in a low voice, her nose sour.

For some reason, she felt so much pain. But in the memory of the original owner, Jun Zilin did not see the slightest trace of Miss Zheng's face. But where does this feeling come from?

"When my son was alive, I heard that Lin'er, you are back to normal and have recovered from your illness. I will cry out to you. But who would have thought that such a thing would happen, and I couldn't see you, woo......" Li said and covered his face and cried.

Everyone immediately stepped forward to persuade her to mourn, and in order to prevent her from becoming more and more sad the more she talked, Jun Zilin was taken out.

Fu Ayacui also came out, and when she saw that no one was paying attention to this, she said to Jun Zilin, "Sister Lin, look at you heartless, Sister Zheng is dead, you are not sad at all!" ”

There were people who passed by next to him, and when they heard this, they only thought that it was my sister who taught my sister a lesson, and they didn't feel sick.

After listening to this, Jun Zilin glanced at Fu Ayancui and motioned for her to continue.

"Why, am I not right! Just at the gate of the house, you even want to go! You came to see the jokes of Shangshufu at all, and you made our entire Xiangfu also embarrassed! Fu Xuancui sharply accused, planting all the ridicule he had just received at the gate of Shangshu Mansion on Jun Zilin.

"Whether there is any shame or not, you are all self-inflicted."

Jun Zilin replied lightly, without saying any more, turned around and walked out.

Fu Ayaki didn't expect her to be so indifferent to herself, the last time the garden incident made her look long! Immediately, Fu Ayacui chased after her, but saw Jun Zilin actually passing the Yuemen Origin Mansion and leaving.

"Could it be that you are going to secretly meet the man in the house again, Jun Zilin, you slut, come back to me!" Fu Ayacui, who was chasing after her, couldn't help but scold loudly.

In the past, he only dared to scold in private, and Fu Ayaki had to make a show on the surface. But today it was too much of a fuss. They were lost outside the gate of Shangshu Mansion, and they would spread throughout the imperial capital at night.

Originally, my mother wanted to come to Shangshu Mansion in the name of Jun Zilin, in order to take advantage of the situation and contact the relationship first. Later, I will slowly enter the circle of noblewomen and be accepted.

After all, the old lady has said many times that she is old, but her daughter-in-law Yao is still in her prime. The affairs of the inner house are placed on the Yao family, and the exchanges between the women in the inner house are also very important, and the Yao family must also be active.

As a wife, you have to help your husband, not just take care of the inner house.

"Jun Zilin, stop me!"

Fu Ayacui pulled her legs to catch up, slapped Jun Zilin on the back of the head and screamed, "You want to go to a private meeting with a wild man, there is no door!" ”

Jun Zilin, who was walking in front, was stunned, stopped her steps, and slapped Fu Ayacui. But she stood upright, motionless.

Fu Xuancui was suspicious and walked around to look at her. Unexpectedly, the corner of his eye suddenly touched a wisp of blackness at the edge. Fu Ayancui was suddenly startled and looked at it suddenly.

But seeing a delicate black robe with gold silk embroidery, the man is sitting in a wheelchair, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his temples are like knife cuts, and a pair of deep ink eyes like a cold pool, implying courage, wearing a beautiful black robe with rolling gold edges, the momentum of the whole body is strong and intimidating, which makes people dare not look directly.

"Daring fanatics, what did you just say 'wild man'?!" Xue Wei stood behind his master and looked at Fu Ayacui coldly.

"I have seen and seen His Royal Highness the King of Jin." Fu Xuancui trembled, knelt on the ground with a thud, and hung his head to confess.

There was no King Jin just now, and they couldn't enter this Shangshu Mansion.

But King Jin is too terrible, he is the 'Living Hades'. Whoever comes close will die, especially women. If he becomes his princess, it will be a dead end.

Fu Ayacui didn't dare to show her face at all, for fear of being taken by King Jin, she didn't want to die.

Fu Ayacui, who was only attentive to the ground, saw Jun Zilin next to him take two steps forward, and then the venue became quiet.

Fu Xuancui wanted to look up, but suddenly Xue Wei shouted, "Slut, don't you still know your sin!" ”

Fu Ayacui, who was trembling with fright, was paralyzed like mud, only knowing that she kept kowtowing, and kept muttering words begging for mercy in her mouth.

Jun Zilin followed Zhou Yan's side, standing under the corridor, looking at Fu Xuancui from a distance like a frightened little bug, only knowing that he kowtowed, but he didn't even dare to raise his head. She didn't even know that the King of Jin and Xue Wei, whom she was afraid of, had already left, and walked under the edge of the corridor, watching the funny scene of her.

After two glances, Jun Zilin looked away.

"Doesn't look good?" Almost at the same time as she staggered her gaze, Zhou Yan opened her mouth to ask.

Jun Zilin shook her head and said truthfully, "No." "It's just not interesting.

"This king thinks that you will be happy when you are angry." Zhou Shen said again, the flower-like bewitching eyes flashed with a majestic momentum.

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Jun Zilin saluted. Although the slap that was slapped by Fu Ayacui still hurts. It's just that Jun Zilin, who has never taken it to heart, naturally doesn't think it will be a pleasant thing to watch Fu Aya be ugly, suffer or the like.

The most important thing is that Fu Ayacui is just a vicious girl who once tortured the original owner in Jun Zilin's heart.

If the other party dares to be disrespectful, Jun Zilin will clean her up with her own hands. Instead of making a fuss and making people laugh like they are now.

'Miss Zheng's death, you might be able to find out?' Coldly, Zhou Ember spoke.

Jun Zilin frowned, puzzled where the other party's words came from. She turned her head to look at King Jin, and the other party was looking at him with those bewitching eyes.

In her previous life, Jun Zilin saw all the corpses. Not only that, but she also sees criminals through them. A pair of eyes, even if they haven't been tempered with fiery eyes. But it's also good enough. Now she looked at Zhou Yan, but she felt as if she had seen a foggy maze, but damn this place was full of brilliance, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it. It sparkles like gold and attracts countless eyes.