This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Don't say good things in life, say good things after death.

His Majesty the all-powerful Tsing Yi King fell.

In the Six Realms, those who had publicly and secretly scolded him for being ruthless and domineering couldn't help softening their hearts.

"Now that He Shu is dead, and the six realms of trouble have been eliminated, alas, compared to that Bichi, King Tsing Yi is fierce and fierce, and he is still a righteous ghost."

"No, Yinchi, Qiongyu, Heshu, the three witches are causing chaos in the six realms. Thanks to her, we can return to peace."

"It's a pity that His Royal Highness Yun Chao died at a young age. The Great Emperor Beiyin lost his wife and children one after another. I'm afraid he can't stand the blow..."

"I heard that the one who still refuses to give up, thinks all day long about resurrecting the Tsing Yi King..."

"Hui Ji will be hurt, and love will not last..."

Such remarks can be seen everywhere in the Six Realms.

However, the saddest place is neither the underworld nor the underworld, but the human world.

The red clothes are teachings, and they are helping the righteousness of the world.

And headed in red, wearing hemp and filial piety.

Spiritual flags can be seen everywhere in the world, white clothes are plain, braziers are everywhere in the streets and alleys, and people are squatting on the roadside to burn paper.

Many people wept secretly.

"Why did His Majesty King Tsing Yi die at such a young age..."

"Nonsense, she has lived for tens of thousands of years, but... sigh, after she dies, who will stand for justice for us after we die..."

"I also hoped that when I was a hundred years old, I would go to her old man's house to eat, but she actually left before me..."

"Hey, pity me, the black-haired man sending the black-haired man..."

In the imperial city, Su Zijin knelt down in the hall wearing sackcloth and filial piety, and there was a statue on the corner of the east side of her bedroom.

Green face and fangs, big belly and fat feet.

Next to it is a magic card: the Hall of the King of Qingyi, the younger sister, Yan Mo.

The cerebellar remnant's eyes were red and swollen, and the tears could not stop pouring out like urination. After wiping the tears and snot, there was no end.

The palace maid was waiting by the side.

Empress, please stop wiping your nose with your sleeves.

Mai Tai, the mother of your country can't be so careless!

Su Zijin took the handkerchief and blew her nose, which stopped her crying a little.

"Go and bring in the things that this palace has prepared." Su Zijin ordered.

"The slave is going here."

The palace maid retreated, and soon after the person left, the eunuch's communication voice came from outside.

"Your Majesty is here."

Su Zijin still knelt on the futon and did not get up, silently burning paper for Tsing Yi.

After Chu Ziyu entered the door and saw the ingot candle incense in this room, her brows twitched slightly, and she lowered her brows and went to the inner hall.

The maid who was waiting hurriedly closed the curtain. After he entered, he saw his brain-dead daughter-in-law burning paper and worshipping with a devout face.

Chu Ziyu took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Ah?" Xiaonaocan turned his head blankly, and after seeing him, his small mouth shrunk, and tears came down again.

"I'm burning paper for Qingyi Huangjie. She walked so abruptly, I miss her..."

Chu Ziyu looked at her sad and sad expression, the corners of her mouth trembled twice, as if she wanted to laugh, and at the same time as if she was having a cramp.

His expression was weird for a moment, and then turned back to gloomy.

"She is a ghost, not to mention that there is no scum left in the dead soul. No matter how much you burn these things, they will be sent to the underworld and become unowned. What's the point?"

Su Zijin was stunned for a moment, and the crying couldn't stop immediately.

"Wow... Why is my majesty in Tsing Yi so miserable, he can't even eat a sip of ingot candle incense when he dies..."

When the cry came together, Chu Ziyu's head became big.

The little emperor squatted over and coaxed his little queen.

"Burn it, burn it more. Isn't Brother Xiao still trying to revive her? Maybe we can pray sincerely to bring her back."

"I'll burn with you."

Chu Ziyu took the paper money in her hand and threw it into the brazier.

"Really?" Su Zijin sniffed, his face full of hope.

Chu Ziyu didn't look at her, and hummed indistinctly.

At this moment, palace maids came in one after another, carrying a lot of things.

Chu Ziyu looked back and was stunned...

I saw the palace maids came in carrying paper figures one by one.

The paper figurines were lifelike, with exquisite painting skills, and the paper figurines were dressed in clothes, each with beautiful men.

"I asked the best painter in the palace to paint this. Qingyi Huangjie likes the beautiful little brother the most. She was strictly controlled by her brother-in-law during her lifetime, and she will enjoy it after death."

Su Zijin said something like blowing his nose.

Chu Ziyu regained his senses for a while and took a deep breath.

"You... you are really her good fan girl..."

Looking at his brain-dead daughter-in-law, Chu Ziyu said with tears and laughter.

That dead ghost must know that you are thinking about her like this, I am afraid that you will wake up laughing from a dream.

So many beautiful and flowery young gentlemen sent to your idol to serve, are you going to form a seventy-two husband in three palaces and six courtyards for her?

Are you not afraid that Brother Xiao will come to the world to trouble you?

"Don't burn the paper man, let's burn money, she is greedy for money."

"That can't be done, this is all my filial piety, how can it be wasted!"

Seeing that Chu Ziyu could not stop it, she simply let her go.

ok...you burn it...

Burn more while you can...

The pious and filial little brain-crazy did not notice the meaningful eyes of his little husband at all.

"My Majesty in Tsing Yi, there will be no brother-in-law standing in the way, preventing you from having fun. If these are not enough, you will give me a dream in the future, and I will give you another burn..."

Hearing these broken thoughts, Chu Ziyu's mouth twitched...

His eyes fell on Su Zijin's face full of helplessness.

He's such a nerd...

Well, let's go with her.

...

Yin Si down.

Thousands of ghosts howling.

"Send it, send it, send it!!"

As soon as the gate of Yinsi opened, there was a gloomy wind, and countless bills of white flowers were blown in.

Those ingot candles enshrined in the world have become real gold and silver plus silver notes, and they are piled up in the Yinsi like the floodgates are opened all day long.

One by one the ghost officials cried with joy.

"Hey, I've been a ghost for so many years, this is the first time I've seen so much money!"

"It's true, I no longer have to get bald to save my wife's book!"

"My Majesty the King in Tsing Yi died well~~~"

"Your Majesty in Tsing Yi, your death will benefit Yin Si~~"

The screams of ghosts resounded continuously.

Qin Laozi stood beside Huang Quan and touched his chin, still smiling.

"It's a shame, it's as if we haven't seen money before."

"Yes, yes...I have never seen so much money..." The King of Five Senses swallowed his saliva on the side.

I have been under the hands of the dead old ghost in Tsing Yi for all these years, not to mention the increase in salary during the New Year and festivals, it is not bad to have a mouthful of earth to eat!

So much gold and silver...and so much merit...

The stupid fifth has a sour nose at this moment.

So happy, what's so fat...

As soon as I wiped the cat urine out of the corner of my eye, I felt a chill down my spine.

Old Qin turned around and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, you are here."

Ye Yan appeared by the Yellow Springs, looking at the real money and silver that came from the world, Jun Mei raised her eyebrows: "How much did you earn today?"

Qin Laozi comforted, "The number is too large, enough for our Yin Si to eat for thousands of years~"

"Not bad." Ye Yan nodded with a smile, her eyes full of pride: "My family's charm is great..."