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Chapter 147

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"Master, are you alright?"

Baizhi wanted to hold Lin Mengya, but Lin Mengya gently pushed her away.

Lin Mengya shook her head and straightened her back. She did not want anyone to see that she was not as strong as she wanted to be.

After arguing with the elders, Lin Mengya's steps were a little shaky, but she insisted on walking out of the ancestral hall of the Lin family.

"I'm fine. Let's go to the Yue family."

The matter of the Lin family was settled, but the real problem was not solved yet.

"Girl, don't force yourself. If you can't do it, I can bring someone to steal Yue Ting's body. Don't force yourself. "

Even though she had the Ginseng Pill supporting her body, her lips were already completely drained of blood.

She shook her head and refused Qinghu's kindness.

"In the past, Sister Yue Ting was the one who compromised for me and my brother. Now that she's dead, I want Sister Yue Ting to be the daughter-in-law of the Lin family. "

Lin Mengya's words were powerful.

To her, Yue Ting was not only her brother's fiancée, but also her first best friend.

In her limited life as a silly girl, Sister Yue Ting was the only one who gave her the warmth of a mother and sister.

Now, such a virtuous and gentle woman had withered by herself after suffering a storm.

Since she could not take revenge. She wanted to give Sister Yue Ting the last glory.

Back in the carriage, Lin Mengya closed her eyes and leaned on the cushion.

The maids and Lin Zhongyu were looking at her worriedly. Only Lin Mengya knew how much her weak limbs needed to rest at this moment.

The carriage sped steadily on the road. Fortunately, Lin Mengya could rest before they arrived at the Yue family.

The whole Yue family was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

Lin Mengya opened her eyes before they arrived at the door.

"Sister, let me go for you."

Lin Zhongyu could not bear to see Lin Mengya running around, so he volunteered.

But Lin Mengya shook her head and refused.

Su Meiyun would definitely stop her, so she had to go in person.

The Yue family had lost its former glory.

The two white lanterns at the door set off the sad atmosphere.

Lin Mengya sighed and asked someone to knock on the door.

"Sister Lin, is that you? How is Sister Lin? "

When Yue Qi returned to the residence, her eyes were red as she asked the servants to open the door for her.

She ran to the front of Lin Mengya's carriage and looked at the curtain worriedly.

"I'm fine now. How's the situation in your manor?"

His calm tone made Yue Qi cry again. As if she had finally found a backer, she began to talk about the things in her mansion.

"Big Sister Lin, you're finally here. Father and Mother are already quarreling. I really can't persuade them. "

When Lord Yue heard the news of Yue Ting's death, he was filled with grief.

However, Mrs. Yue refused to allow the Yue family to arrange the funeral because it would bring disgrace to the family name.

Therefore, even though Elder Sister Yue Ting's body had been in the house for five days, there was still no conclusion.

"Father was so angry that he fell ill. Mother didn't dare to make a fuss anymore. However, she still stopped the people in the manor from wearing mourning clothes for her sister. "

Lin Mengya also noticed that apart from the two white lanterns in front of the door, everything in the mansion was normal.

Even Yue Qi was wearing her usual clothes instead of her mourning dress.

Lin Mengya couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Su Meiyun was really something. Not only did she take over the mansion, she also forced Elder Sister Yue Ting to her death. Now, she was stopping Uncle Yue from arranging the funeral for Elder Sister Yue Ting.

He was indeed extremely vicious and repulsive.

"I've said before that Yue Ting was my daughter no matter what. I can't let her die so miserably."

After passing through the front yard, Lin Mengya and the others arrived at the mourning hall that Lord Yue had prepared for Yue Ting.

Before they entered, they heard Lord Yue's angry voice.

"Old Master, I'm doing this for the good of our family. Yue Ting died such a dishonorable death. We're already being merciful by letting her be buried in a coffin. If we make such a big fuss, won't we become a joke to the whole world? "

There was no trace of sadness in Mrs. Yue's words.

Now, it sounded like he was actually rejoicing in their misfortune.

Lin Mengya clenched her fists. What a shameless woman. No matter what, Elder Sister Yue Ting was her niece.

However, this woman was even more shameless than the ruffians in the market.

"You —"

Lord Yue, who was so angry that he almost choked, pointed at his strange wife.

In the past, he only thought that she was harsh.

It was only now that he realized how vicious this woman was.

He had believed that even if she was not Meiyi, she still had feelings for the two children.

Now, it seemed that he was wrong.

"Mrs. Yue, you're wrong. Elder Sister Yue Ting had never done anything to disgrace the family until her death. However, there was someone who sowed discord and took over her place. That was really abhorrent. "

Lin Mengya walked in step by step from outside. Her delicate little face was cold as ice.

Su Meiyun was not afraid of anyone, but she was a little afraid of Princess Yu.

She immediately changed her expression and said.

"I don't understand a single word that you said, Princess Yu. I hope you won't wrongly accuse innocent people. "

Lin Mengya sneered and no longer cared about that vicious woman.

Although the mourning hall was not big, it was well-decorated.

Elder Sister Yue Ting, whom she missed dearly, was sealed in a dark coffin.

After her death, she was lying here alone and allowed Su Meiyun to humiliate her. She pitied Elder Sister Yue Ting and hoped that she would not be so miserable in another world.

Lin Mengya picked up an incense stick and lit it with a candle. She solemnly put it in the incense burner and said softly,

"Elder Sister Yue Ting, I'm sorry that I'm late. But don't worry, I'll send you off personally. Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you in the future. "

Lord Yue leaned against his daughter's memorial tablet dispiritedly. He had been defeated one after another and all the pride of this great scholar had been taken away.

Sadness and dispiritedness had eroded all his pride.

Now, he was no longer an important official in the imperial court. He was just a pitiful father who had lost his beloved daughter.

"Uncle Yue, please restrain your grief."

Lin Mengya personally helped Lord Yue up. Looking at Lin Mengya, Lord Yue suddenly cried like a child.

Compared to now, he clearly knew that this Mrs. Yue was definitely not the person he once loved deeply.

He cried, but his emotions were too complicated.

"Crying, you only know how to cry. Old Master, you're an important official in the imperial court. Is it worth it to cry for a girl who disgraced your family?"

Mrs. Yue said viciously. Every word was like a thorn that pierced into Lin Mengya's heart.

Lin Mengya whispered in Baishao's ear and the beautiful maid strode to Mrs. Yue's side.

With lightning speed, she raised her hand and gave Mrs. Yue a resounding slap.

"Slap!" Everyone was stunned.

"Lin Mengya, how dare you slap me!"

Mrs. Yue covered her face, widened her eyes and stared at Lin Mengya angrily.

"If you continue to be disrespectful, I'll ask someone to continue slapping you. If you don't believe me, you can try."

Lin Mengya's expression and tone were calm, but there was no doubt.

Mrs. Yue wanted to retort again, but Baishao hit Mrs. Yue again at lightning speed.

"Oh my god! There's no justice in this world! I knew that you were in cahoots with each other to bully me. "

For the first time, Mrs. Yue cried so hard because she wanted to act shamelessly.

"If you continue to make a fuss, I'll ask someone to cut off your tongue, Baishao."

Baishao nodded and turned around to stand in front of Mrs. Yue. Her hands moved as fast as lightning and hit Mrs. Yue's acupoints.

"Master, do you want to cut off her tongue now?"

Squeezing open Mrs. Yue's tightly shut mouth, Baisu took out a green dagger in her hand.

Lin Mengya turned around and looked at Mrs. Yue as if she was looking at a dead thing.

"If she continues to make a fuss, cut off her tongue."

"Yes."

Baishao unsealed Su Meiyun's acupoints again, but this time, Su Meiyun had learned her lesson and did not dare to utter a single word.

"Uncle Yue, I've discussed with the elders in the family. In the name of my brother's wife, we'll bury her in our hometown. Sister Yue Ting's body will also be placed in the ancestral hall of the Lin family. "

Mr. Yue cried even harder when he heard the news.

At this moment, he was grateful to everyone in the Lin family.

He did not expect that his poor daughter would get what she wanted after death.

"Ting 'er, did you hear that? You've finally fulfilled your wish to become Nansheng's wife. "

Mr. Yue's cries brought out the sorrow in Lin Mengya's heart.

Looking at Yue Qi crying so hard, Lin Mengya felt a suffocating pain in her heart.

What she could do was the most insignificant thing.

If she had been more vigilant, would Sister Yue Ting not have to die?

But now, there was no "if".

With Lin Mengya in charge, Mrs. Yue did not dare to stop her.

After a short while, all the servants in the mansion automatically put on mourning clothes and sent off this beautiful and kind young miss on her last journey.

"Wake up —"

As the steward shouted in a low voice, everyone started to cry.

Those were tears of real sorrow, not the kind of tears that people in the modern world would pretend to cry for the sake of face.

A sorrowful atmosphere shrouded everyone's faces.

Mr. Yue had been helped back to his room by the servants.

It was too cruel for a white-haired person to send off a black-haired person.

"Sister, sister —"

Yue Qi was held back by a few maids, but she could not stop crying.

After more than ten years of depending on each other and accompanying each other day and night, this was the first time the little girl experienced the parting of life and death.

Lin Mengya followed behind the funeral procession. Although she was exhausted, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

"Sister Yue Ting, thank you for taking care of me for ten years, and thank you for all the warmth you've given me during these ten years."

"Rest assured, I, Lin Mengya, will take care of all the things you miss, even if it takes all my effort."

Lin Mengya finally used up all her strength at the last step.

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