It's late at night and people are quiet.

Several black shadows jumped out of the Song family's house and headed straight to the Weiyuan Escort Agency.

In the escort agency, there was silence.

In the mourning hall, Qi Ying was burning paper silently.

Song Sanxiao had advised her several times and asked her to go back and rest. Qi Ying kept shaking her head and stubbornly stood in front of the coffin.

After kneeling for several days, Song Sanxiao's knees were swollen, and it hurt even if he moved. He rubbed it quietly and walked to Qi Ying and squatted down, "I'll do it, you go and sit and rest for a while."

Qi Ying seemed to have not heard him and still stubbornly burned paper.

Song Sanxiao touched her nose and secretly looked at her, "Are you angry?"

Qi Ying didn't answer.

Song Sanxiao was a little panicked, "I, my family has no other intentions..."

"Thank you for the past few days," Qi Ying spoke softly, his hoarse voice made Song Sanxiao feel distressed, "You might as well take off your mourning clothes, I'll give it to my mother tomorrow."

"You, what do you mean?"

Qi Ying didn't say anything, just shed tears silently.

Song Sanxiao was even more panicked and explained anxiously, "My family really has nothing else to mean. If you feel uncomfortable, I will tell them that they won't let them mention a word in the future."

Qi Ying's tears fell to the ground one by one.

Song Sanxiao felt that it was hitting his heart, which made him feel very painful. He suddenly got up and walked out, "I'll let Yue'er come over and apologize to you!"

"You're back!"

Qi Ying shouted at him hoarsely.

Song San's little footsteps did not stop.

Qi Ying stood up and caught up with him, and grabbed him. All the pains that had been suppressed in the past burst out in this moment. "She is right, it's my fault. I should handle my mother's funeral by myself, and I shouldn't let you come over, and I shouldn't bother your family and cause trouble to you!"

Song Sanxiao had never seen her like this before, and was so scared that she was stunned.

Qi Ying went to strip him of mourning clothes.

Song Sanxiao came back to her senses and hurriedly broke away from her and took a few steps back, "I won't go to find Yue'er anymore, don't be excited."

As if Qi Ying didn't hear him, she rushed to him like crazy and teared his mourning clothes.

Song Sanxiao blocked him, but he could stop him. Qi Ying tore the mourning clothes apart in a few strokes, pulled them down hard and threw them on the ground, pushing him, "Go away, go!"

Song Sanxiao was pushed and staggered. He was afraid that he would hurt Qi Ying, so he had to endure it silently, "Miss Qi, listen to me, I..."

"You go, go!"

Qi Ying was hoarse and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Song Sanxiao's heart was about to break, and she held her in her arms, "Calm down and listen to me."

Qi Ying struggled and fought.

Song Sanxiao did not hide or avoid it.

It was not until Qi Ying was tired of fighting and fell down that he let go of his hand, slowly put her on the ground, looked into her eyes, and said to her tough, "Since you acquiesced to me wearing a mourning clothes on the first day, you acquiesced to my marriage with me. You want to regret it, no! Let me tell you, since I saw you for the first time, I fell in love with you, and I will not marry you in this life."

Qi Ying's fist fell on him.

Song Sanxiao let her beat him.

Qi Ying couldn't fight anymore, so she lay on his shoulder and burst into tears.

When she was tired of crying, Song Sanxiao bent down and picked her up and sent her back to her house.

The escort agency calmed down, Xiao Zheng led his men to the wall, checked for a while, then jumped to the ground, went straight to the mourning hall, opened the lid of the coffin, took out Mrs. Qi's body from the inside, and handed it to the guard. The guard quickly wrapped it with cloth and carried it on his shoulders.

Xiao Zheng restored the coffin lid to its original state and the group quickly left.

Song Sanxiao came back, and plucked the candle on the table in front of the coffin and continued to burn paper. He couldn't stand it in the middle of the night and fell asleep beside the coffin.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Old Master Song got up. He and Grandma Song didn't sleep all night, and there were many more white hairs on their heads.

"The Qi family matter is indeed strange, but the marriage between the third brother and Miss Qi has been booked long ago, so we cannot regret it at this time."

Grandma Song is also worried about this. Although the Song family is not a big family, they are just a family that talks about love and notes. Qi Ying had just suffered such a disaster. If they disagree with her marriage with the third brother, it would seem too inhumane and would be stabbed from behind.

"Performance is one step at a time. Anyway, they will get married in three years. Maybe Miss Qi has changed her mind in these three years?"

That's all I can think about.

Grandma Song sighed deeply. If she had known that the Qi family would have encountered such a thing, she would not have agreed to let the third brother and Qi Ying get engaged.

...

The rising sun rises.

The escort agency was surrounded by people watching the fun.

Listening to Qi Ying's cry coming from the inside, there was a lot of discussion.

The Song family and his group came over and everyone made way. The Song family went in and followed by more than a dozen strong men. These were all from the coffin shop. They were hired by Mr. Song to help carry the coffin out. Before that, the coffin lid must be laid first.

The group entered the mourning hall.

Qi Ying cried even louder.

Mr. Song waved his hand and two strong men walked to both sides of the coffin with wooden hammers in their hands.

"Huh!"

One of them suddenly let out a sound and everyone looked over.

The man rubbed his eyes and lowered his head.

"What's wrong?"

Mr. Song asked.

The strong man looked up, incredible, "It seems that there is nothing in the coffin."

Everyone's faces changed.

Qi Ying even stood up quickly. Seeing that the coffin lid was tilted, his heart trembled and pushed it away with force. It was empty and nothing inside.

Qi Ying's eyes went black.

The Song family was even more shocked.

The strong men hired looked at each other in all directions.

"What's going on?"

Song Sanxiao rushed to the edge of the coffin and saw that there was nothing inside. He buzzed in his mind, "Second brother, go and report to the official!"

Song Shu ran out.

Seeing him panic, people watching the fun outside rushed to the door and looked inside on tiptoe.

Qi Ying was already slumped on the ground.

No one helped her.

Grandma Song and Liu Cuilan were also shocked and stood still.

Captain Zhang and his men came over quickly, carefully checked inside and outside the mourning hall, but found nothing.

"Who was the shook last night?"

"I."

Song Sanxiao stepped forward and trembled, "I, I have been guarding the spirit and have never left."

"Nothing was found?"

"No."

"This is strange..."

Captain Zhang turned around the coffin again. The best nanmu coffin has a heavy lid and it is difficult to push it. It is impossible not to make any movement when moving the body out.

"Leave."

Qi Ying leaned against the coffin, holding on to prevent herself from falling down, "The room he sent me back."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Song Sanxiao also remembered it.

"how long?"

"In less than half a quarter of an hour."

Captain Zhang looked at the distance from the door to the mourning hall, and came in less than half a quarter of an hour, and then moved the body out. Most people did not have such good skills unless...

"Miss Qi, is there any enemy of Weiyuan Escort Agency?"
Chapter completed!