Quick-wearing scumbags are haunting, villains please pay attention

Chapter 685 The Ninth Villain 38

The funeral procession had completely gone away, Jian Tong covered his face with a folding fan, and secretly glanced at Xia Houshen's sedan chair.

The people also want to see the demeanor of the regent, but they have not completely dispersed.

"Chengfeng!" Sitting in the sedan chair, Xia Hou was silent for a while, and then called out. He lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and walked out of the sedan chair, and said to Chengfeng, "This king, walk around first. Take it easy, you guys go back first."

"Master?!" Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, his face was a little surprised, for some reason, he felt that the master seemed to be in a bad mood again.

"Go back!" These words were not angry but prestige, Xia Houshen said lightly again.

"...Yes, master!" When Chengfeng knows that he is in a bad mood, it's best not to disturb him, and don't take his fancy, so as not to annoy him.

Xia Houshen ignored Cheng Feng and walked slowly towards the funeral procession.

Chengfeng didn't look back until his back disappeared, and sighed softly.

The daughter of the servant of the household department died, why did the master seem to be unhappy all the time?

Could it be that he really thought of his mother and concubine?That's why you feel the same way?

Chengfeng couldn't find a better reason than this, so he had to ask his servants to carry the sedan chair back first, and he followed suit.

Master's martial arts is actually not weaker than him, even if something happens, he should be able to protect himself!

but--

Who would dare to assassinate the regent in broad daylight?

Unless you die!

Seeing this, Jian Tong put away his folding fan, and quietly followed Xia Houshen's footsteps, wanting to see where he was going!

In order to prevent him from recognizing her, she deliberately walked to the mask selling stall when passing by the market, tore off the fake beard from a mask, and pasted it on her own face.

Xia Houshen seemed to be preoccupied. She followed him all the way, but he didn't even notice that she was behind her, which made Jian Tong feel relieved a lot.

until--

When he came to a cemetery, Xia Houshen came back to his senses, stopped, looked at the funeral servants not far away, lifted the huanghuali wooden coffin from the carriage, and put it in the coffin. The big hole had already been dug, and it was buried with soil.

Yao Jinkang and Mrs. Yao fell to their knees on the ground with a plop, crying loudly as they watched the soil get thicker and thicker until they completely buried the coffin and put the tombstone on it.

"Daughter, it's dad who's sorry for you!" Yao Jinkang cried bitterly, "It's dad who is useless that made you die so miserable. It's dad who caused you! You shouldn't have been allowed to enter the palace in the first place. Go, father is really to blame for death, I'm sorry!"

Mrs. Yao also choked up and said, "Nishang, mother is sorry for you, spoiled you, and let your temper go wild. If you hadn't entered the palace, you wouldn't have ended up in such a land. It's all mother's fault... "

The two people's cries were so miserable that the servants behind couldn't help but also sobbed and wiped their tears.

After burning the paper money in front of the grave, Yao Jinkang wiped away his tears, helped Mrs. Yao stand up, and said hoarsely, "Madam, take care of yourself, go back, we will see her again some other day."

"...Okay." Mrs. Yao's voice became hoarse from crying, she answered, and looked at the tombstone with red eyes reluctantly, and then left together with Yao Jinkang's support.

The servants followed silently with shovels and carriages...

(End of this chapter)