My Wife Has Been Blackened

Xie Jing stayed in the temple for three days.

No, in other people's words, it's called mortuary for three days.

The Holy Maiden and Little Liuya also knelt at the door for three days, daring not to get up despite anyone's persuasion. Zhou Yan didn't speak, she didn't dare to move.

The people in the temple were so anxious that they dared not get up, dare not eat, dare not sleep, dare not drink.

Just watched the two kneeling in the rainstorm.

"Sister-in-law, you should eat something. If big brother... big brother... he knows, Kenken will definitely worry about you." Xie Yinghui's eyes were red and swollen, she was choking and did not dare to cry out.

She never thought that when her sister-in-law picked her up, her eldest brother was gone...

The support she had in her previous and previous lives disappeared right in front of her.

Xie Yinghui cried and fainted once that day, and until now she is light-headed and can't believe the truth, looking at the big brother with a peaceful face, lying peacefully on the bed. Don't even dare to take a second look.

Zhou Yanci just lay in front of his bed, neither eating nor drinking, not speaking, and his eyes didn't change at all. With blank eyes and no expression on his face, he tightly grasped his cold hand, as if he wanted to warm it up.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, don't be like this. The child in your belly is almost eight months old. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child. This is the only flesh and blood of the big brother, and the only root of the Xie family. Big brother, he and he I don't know yet, I have become a father." Xie Yinghui bit her lower lip, bleeding out.

Shizi stood outside the door, feeling a pain in his heart. Very distressed.

Xie Yinghui, now seems to have fallen into the darkness, struggling and wandering.

Song Laoqi stood in front of the powerless saint and Liuya, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"I have already notified my first sister to come and deal with it, you should explain it to her properly." Song Laoqi sullenly said,

Upon hearing the name of the first sister, the kneeling two raised their heads in an instant, their eyes were full of shock, and their faces were incredulous.

The dean knelt on the ground, and suddenly shivered violently. He felt that a dark cloud was covering him, and his whole body collapsed.

What the hell are you telling me, it's fine if I'm not the protagonist, but now even those big bosses are here? Are you here? ! !

In other words, my time travel is meaningless...

A stiff yet desperate smile...

Liu Ya was already crying, her hand kept twisting on the saint's thigh, and the hurt saint grinned.

Everyone in the temple was puzzled but they didn't dare to ask any more questions, but they didn't dare to look at the saintess being tortured. They knelt behind together...

"Three days, if you don't bury the corpse, it will stink. I have... I have ordered people to prepare the sarcophagus and the cemetery, to see if you will be cremated or buried." The old man in white robe sighed. stand up……

My saintess seems to have stabbed me.

Song Laoqi froze and looked up at the room, Zhou Yanci hugged him silently, not daring to speak.

Xie Yinghui heard it faintly, covered her mouth suddenly, and sobbed uncontrollably. Tears could not stop flowing out.

Zhou Yanci's heart hurt like a knife cut, and his whole body seemed to be numb.

Song Laoqi stepped forward and used some strength to drag Zhou Yanci down who was stiff and numb all over. Shaking her limp body, she straightened her head.

"Wake up, wake up! Have you forgotten that you are not alone now? You still have his only flesh and blood in your stomach, and you will not eat or drink for three days. What about the child? What about the child?" Song Laoqi shook vigorously Looking at her, slowly, the eyes became a little brighter.

Those sluggish eyes and indifferent expression made Song Laoqi and the others feel pain in their hearts.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know there would be such serious consequences." The saint's voice had changed, and she was as hoarse as an old lady.

This time, it was the closest moment she felt death.

Zhou Yanci's body was a little soft, and it was all up to Lao Qi to support her, otherwise she might have fallen to the ground long ago.

"He should go, he has a place to go." Lao Qi hugged her, felt her breathing stop suddenly, and sighed.

Zhou Yanci didn't want to say anything, as if he was enclosed in his own space.

It's just that he followed Lao Qi down mechanically, holding a bowl mechanically, eating without any expression, one bowl, two bowls, three bowls...

It seems that I can't feel full, and I don't know whether I'm hungry or full. It's still Lao Qi who can't see it and snatched her bowls and chopsticks.

"Sleep well, and take care of your baby. Leave everything outside to me. I have experience." Song Laoqi has presided over several sky burials, cremation, and burials in the hospital. He has experience.

How do you ask neuropathy to host? Anyway, the nurse would not dare to look away from the monitoring every day.

I am afraid that someone will be buried again, and someone will be burned...

At this time, Zhou Yanci was sitting alone in the room, but his stomach was churning, and he kept humming, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

Song Laoqi never thought of sending Xie Jingxiu's body back to Dayue, the journey was far away, at most he would carry the ashes back.

Picking a good-looking urn made everything ready.

Xie Yinghui chose cremation. It was as if he had come and gone vigorously in his life...

"Let elder brother go clean." Xie Yinghui cried and fell into Prince Ding's arms, almost unable to breathe in pain.

Song Laoqi chose a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the people in the temple had already prepared everything. The tall platform is full of firewood underneath.

Xie Jingxiu lay quietly in the center, his body was already terribly cold.

"No, no... don't, big brother... big brother..." Xie Yinghui finally couldn't help it, and ran towards the cremation altar like crazy.

"Two people come and catch her!" Song Laoqi closed his eyes, feeling a little moist in his eye sockets.

Shizi hurried forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Don't look, don't look, don't look. Huihui, don't look, you will have nightmares." Shizi murmured, hearing her heart-piercing cry, his whole body became numb.

The saintess had a white face and knelt the whole time. At this time, the knees were already covered with blood, and he was unconscious, but he still refused to get up.

He couldn't, and didn't dare.

The people in the temple behind were heartbroken, but they could only kneel down.

"Big Brother, Big Brother..." Xie Yinghui wailed, holding her throat, and finally broke down after holding back for so long.

Song Laoqi held back his tears: "Huihui, it's been three days. The imperial doctor has been here several times, and he has no breathing, heartbeat, and all signs of life. Did you see that? There is a faint corpse on his body. Spotted..." Song Laoqi had tears in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you. What kind of bastard saint are you, save my elder brother, save my elder brother. National teacher, national teacher, get out!" Xie Yinghui went crazy, her hair was loose Crying and laughing, shouting crazily with bare feet.

After searching all the classics, the national teacher who found nothing found nothing. His head was lowered, his nails had been deeply sunk into his flesh, and he was unconscious.

"Light it up." Song Laoqi took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and said softly.