Gu Anlin turned to look at Fang Zheng’s eyes with anger.

Fang Zheng said, "Please respect the Yi Wang Dian. That’s General Bai Qi from North Chongqing."
Even if the whole Yi Wangfu is covered with festive red, even if he wears a matching Bai Qi, Bai Qi can be "he" and "Bai Qi"
Bai Qi is dead, and he has died without authorization. It is not only impolite and irregular to marry a ghost wedding, but also taboo.
Bailu Tiao walked out of Gu Anlin’s side with Bai Qi in his arms and suddenly stopped.
Gu Anlin’s eyes were anxiously staring at Bai Qi’s heart, but he was suppressed by Fang Zheng’s body, and he was not allowed to go near half a point there.
Bai Ludiao glanced coldly at Gu Anlin. "You are not qualified to marry her."
In his eyes, he disdained Gu Anlin and then said, "You don’t deserve it."
Gu Anlin "…"
Language "white road all the way forward with the white house pro-who followed one after another to leave.
Gu Anlin’s eyes sparkled and looked at them. After they left, they resisted for a long time. In the end, they couldn’t hold back. He raised his hand and clenched his fist and waved at Fang Zheng’s face.
Fang Zheng didn’t dodge to meet the punch.
Fang Zheng’s face did not change, and he looked almost flustered. Gu Anlin added, "Please enter the palace with me in the Yi Wang Dian, and the emperor will wait for you in the palace."
"What do you want!" Gu Anlin angered and said that his mood was almost violent. "I have such a thing to do! There is such a person who wants it! What can’t make me wish? What can’t! "
"Yi Wang Dian, if I didn’t arrive before, you have been killed by that white road." Fang Zheng looked at him indifferently. "And you are Daqing Yi Wang Dian Bai Qi, the general of North Chongqing. You and she just can’t be together."
"This was a foregone conclusion several years ago. The thing is that you have been reluctant to accept that fact and that is wrong."
"all wet"
Gu Anlin zheng eyes blink wide eyes trembling violently.
His voice trembled. "You …"
"Please accompany me to the palace" Fang Zheng interrupted him "Don’t keep the emperor waiting too long"
“……”
It’s been a few days since Bailu Tiao brought Bai Qi back to Kyoto, North Chongqing. Before entering the city, it was still beautiful. After entering the city, it suddenly became cloudy and it began to rain in less than a moment.
The rain poured down.
Pedestrians in the street ran home in a hurry and panicked for a while, and everywhere was full of "heavy rain" and shouted that the street was coming soon.
There is a heavy rain.
Bai Ludiao rode in front of the team. Behind him, the carriage was filled with his sister Bai Qi’s coffin and filled with ice to cool down.
The heavy rain came suddenly, but it blurred the line of sight in an instant.
His eyes are fixed on the road ahead.
In front of the White House, an umbrella was held in the rain to meet all the people in the White House.
Two lanterns hung in front of the mansion were wet by the rain and swayed back and forth by the amorous feelings, and then the hanging line of the lantern on the left suddenly broke and fell to the ground.
The procession stopped in front of the White House.
Bai Juan and Qiu Huiye, the white horse, stood straight in the rain, but their figures were thin and desolate.
Bai Juan and his age have not been seen for several days, but they seem to be older and more than ten years old, with white hair and sorrow.
Qiu Huiye’s eyes were red and swollen for a circle. She held an umbrella in one hand and raised her other hand to wipe away tears again.
The outcry of the downpour drenched Bailutiao from head to toe.
Bailu Tiao knelt in front of them and kowtowed, but "the parents and children failed to arrive at the time"
The rain overhead was blocked.
When he looked up, someone stood beside him with an umbrella. He looked up slightly, and his face was already wet with rain, so he couldn’t tell whether it was rain or his tears.
He blinked, full of sadness, and his eyes reflected the red girl’s face with eyes.
Liang Yannian’s eyes twinkled and she wanted to laugh, but she couldn’t. She moved her umbrella to Bailu Tiao’s head, and then reached out to help his arm and lifted him up.
Bai Juan and resist the near-collapse emotion in his heart and say, "Go back and rest hard all the way."
"But I …"
"Go" Bai Juan and interrupted him. "Your sister is gone. You have to be good."
"…" Bailu Tiao nodded "Yes" after sipping his lips.
Liang Yannian raised the umbrella in his hand and carefully held his arm to take him back to the house.
In front of the mansion, Bai Lutiao looked back and saw Bai Juan and Qiu Huiye holding umbrellas and going to the carriage. People on both sides gave way and others moved the carriage coffin.
Qiu Huiye’s umbrella suddenly fell off, and her body was unstable and she almost fainted.
Bai Juan and hold her.
Bailu Tiao stopped walking in front of the mansion, and then he broke away from Liang Yannian’s hand and turned and ran back to the carriage.
Liang Yannian paused for a moment, gently shook her finger and took it back. She looked at the corners of her mouth that had run into the rain and sipped it, but it didn’t stop her.
In Bailu Tiao Mansion, the pro-guards joined forces to carry the coffin back to the mansion.
In the courtyard lobby is the place where the mourning hall is located.
The news of the assassination of the pro-Chinese mission came back to Beijing a few days ago, and the mourning hall was set up. Now the coffin is really a mourning hall.
Bai Lutiao was forcibly sent back to his room by Bai Juan and sent someone to rest, specifically telling Liang Yannian to look at him.
Bai Lu Tiao changed into a white dress after bathing, and slept quietly in his room. Liang Yan Niancheng was with him. He didn’t speak, and she didn’t force him to speak. She wanted to wait until he wanted to speak, and he would speak naturally.
She can understand that he is sad now.
After nightfall, the heavy rain gradually stopped. In the dark night, some light rain still fell from the sky, mixed with coolness.
Bailudiao suddenly woke up and went out of the room to the mourning hall without saying a word.
Liang Yannian quietly followed him.
The incense sticks in the mourning hall have been lit, and the wet coffin has been replaced with a black wood coffin.
On both sides of the coffin are people dressed in white clothes who mourn and respect the wake.
In front of the coffin, there was a paper money burning in the brazier, and the flames jumped fiercely and some were dazzling.
Bailutiao walked over and settled in front of the coffin for a long time, then knelt down in front of the coffin. He reached out and grabbed a handful of dry wood and threw it into the brazier, then took a pile of paper money and put it into the brazier one after another.
He stared at the brazier and watched the flames jump, devouring and burning everything thrown into the brazier.
Liang Yannian knelt beside Bailu Tiao and took the paper money from his hand and slowly put it into the flaming brazier.