This coffin was specially made by Emperor Qiluo for Emperor Shakya.

The coffin was not made of ordinary material. Xi Jiuye placed his hand on it and was about to check it.

Behind him, an arrogant voice interrupted his movements.

"Manager Xi, the sun is really shining in the west, how come you have time to pay homage to my son?"

Then I saw a beautiful woman walking in surrounded by several people.

The beautiful woman with tall hair, delicate makeup on her face, dressed in black and gold clothes, with slightly raised eyes, revealing a sharp and arrogant look, is none other than Di Qiluo.

"Third Madam."

A group of servants saw Di Qiluo and rushed forward to greet him.

Xi Jiuye had no choice but to retract his hand, cupped his hand and bowed.

"Third Madam. Why did Madam say this? I was originally a subordinate of the Young Patriarch. It is reasonable for me to come to pay homage to the Young Patriarch."

"Subordinates? My son doesn't have the dignity to give orders to Manager Xi."

Di Qiluo smiled, but there was no hint of joy on his face. He just glanced at Xi Jiuye.

Beside her was Zhan Teng.

"Isn't that right? Mr. Xi is a busy man, and he is a popular person in front of the head of the family. He came to pay homage to Sakyamuni. If Sakyamuni knew anything under the spring, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to bear it."

Zhan Teng was almost swallowed by hundreds of ghosts last night. When he learned that Baigui was sent by Xi Jiuye, he felt very angry towards Xi Jiuye.

Having lost track of Emperor Shakya's soul earlier, he had no choice but to go back and seek help from Emperor Qiluo.

Di Qiluo had just woken up at that time. He was feeling very comfortable and was ready to praise Di Yue. However, he got the news and had to give Zhan Teng a scolding.

She was mindful of the whereabouts of Emperor Shakya, so she rushed over just to dress up, but unexpectedly she happened to meet Xi Jiuye.

If it were Zhan Teng alone, he wouldn't dare to sneer at Xi Jiuye, but now with Di Qiluo's support, it's different.

"The third master and the third wife are humble. I just want to pay homage to the young patriarch. Since the memorial service has already been held, it is getting late, so I will take my leave first."

Xi Jiuye also knew that the appearance of the two couples meant that there must be changes in Emperor Shakya's affairs.

He needs to contact Kurogiri and others to figure out a countermeasure.

Xi Jiuye didn't panic, bowed and left.

"Qiluo, are you going to let that kid go like this?"

Zhan Teng saw Xi Jiuye leaving calmly, with dissatisfaction on his face.

"What else can we do if we don't let him go? Are we going to break up with him at this juncture? Shakya hasn't been found yet. Who can prove that he killed him?"

Di Qiluo glared at Zhan Teng displeased.

If he hadn't lost track of Emperor Shakya, how could things have ended up in such a troublesome situation for a guy who failed to achieve anything but failed.

Di Qiluo had ordered his shamans to search for him, but after searching for more than half an hour, there was still no whereabouts of Sakyamuni.

The child Shakya, who has always been proud, was killed by Xi Jiuye, and only a sliver of his soul was left. However, he could not directly seek revenge from Xi Jiuye. How could he bear this tone? Di Qiluo was worried that he would cause chaos.

Come.

Zhan Teng hesitated and said nothing.

"Madam, noon has arrived."

The attendant on the side reminded.

As soon as noon arrives, Di Qiluo needs to go to the ancestral hall to participate in the selection of young clan leaders.

Just as Di Qiluo was about to leave, he saw someone waiting outside the courtyard.

"Diyue, are you there? Just in time, you come with me to the ancestral hall."

When Di Qiluo saw Ye Lingyue, there was a little smile on his face.

"Take her? She is just a maid."

Zhan Teng was a little surprised when he saw Ye Lingyue.

Di Qiluo is very jealous. This woman has only been here for a day, but Di Qiluo already regards her as a confidant?

Isn't this too abnormal?

Zhan Teng was filled with confusion. Not only that, but that woman actually dared to come back?

Isn't she afraid that her identity will be revealed?

Zhan Teng had a complicated look on his face and secretly looked at Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue gave him a look with a bit of fun in her eyes.

Di Qiluo's trust in Ye Lingyue was all based on Ye Lingyue letting Di Qiluo have a good sleep.

Di Qiluo has never slept so soundly since she gave birth to her child. In her mind, Ye Lingyue is undoubtedly a miracle doctor now.

"She is the miracle doctor I invited. If she is a maid, who are you?"

Di Qiluo sneered.

Just a man who succeeds more than fails.

Zhan Teng was speechless, Ye Lingyue smiled and stood behind Di Qiluo.

A group of people followed Di Qiluo all the way to the ancestral hall.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a simple and solemn courtyard appeared in front of us.

The red wall and golden eaves are the ancestral hall of the Emperor Demon Family. This is also the core area of ​​the entire Emperor Demon Palace, where the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Emperor Demon Palace are displayed.

Today is the day for the selection of the young clan leader, and the usually deserted ancestral hall has also become lively.

"Third aunt."

When Di Qiluo arrived, he heard a voice like a magpie, and Di Jinse, wearing a dazzling red brocade robe, walked over.

Although Di Jinse's face has been treated, it has not fully recovered. There are still some scars on her face. Today she put on heavy makeup and finally looks about sixty-seven percent of her former color.

She seemed to be in a good mood, and actually came to say hello to Di Qiluo. You should know that she usually didn't like this third aunt who was good at dancing.

Di Qiluo glanced sideways at Di Jinse and snorted.

"Jinse, do you still have my third aunt in your eyes?"

Di Qiluo said dissatisfied.

"Third aunt, why did you say this? Jinse has always respected you."

The joy on Di Jinse's brows and face was undisguised.

Xi Jiuye was strategizing. It was a sure thing that she would become the young patriarch today. She didn't take Di Qiluo seriously at all.

No matter how good she is at dancing, she is just a woman after all. Without a son and a useless husband, what can she do?

"Respect me, you are still dressed like a peacock. Sakyamuni is your brother, and he has just passed his first seven years of life. You don't wear hemp and mourning, but still wear red and green. Even if it's not for Sakyamuni's sake

, this is the ancestral hall, and you are dressing up like a promiscuous woman, which is simply an insult to the family tradition of the Emperor Demon Mansion. If your parents don't discipline you, I, as the elder, will teach you well."

Di Qiluo's words were sarcastic, scolding Di Jinsei to the point where he was worthless.

At this time, many people had gathered outside the ancestral hall.

Not hearing Di Qiluo's scolding, everyone looked over. Di Jinse's face turned pale after being scolded, and he didn't know how to respond.

"Di Qiluo, what qualifications do you have to reprimand me? You are not my father and mother, so what qualifications do you have to reprimand me? How capable do you think you are? You married a loser, stayed in the Emperor Demon Mansion and raised a loser.

My son, I really think that I am the mistress of the Emperor Demon Mansion and dare to point fingers at me."
Chapter completed!