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Chapter 500 - 500: I’m here (1)

Xie zixu was smiling. The two of them leaned on each other and held each other’s hands tightly.

When the first ray of the morning sun shone in …

The maidservants knocked on the door gently, but there was no sound in the room.

The maidservants looked at each other, slightly flustered.

The eldest granddaughter of the Xie family, Xie ningzhi, frowned slightly. Her eyes were red from not sleeping all night.

“Grandmother.” He pushed the door open and entered.

Aunt Xie was dressed in a Red Wedding dress. Her hands were clasped together as she slept.

There was a gentle and happy smile on her face, but there was no reaction at all.

Xie ningzhi’s heart trembled. He stepped forward and softly called out, “”Grandmother, you should get up.” When she reached out, she realized that her grandmother’s body was cold.

Plop.

Xie ningzhi knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, “”Grandmother, grandmother …”

“Quickly go and find father and mother. Grandmother has passed away.” The little girl had always been steady, but at this moment, her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

The entire Xie family was suddenly busy.

Aunt Xie had passed away, and many people came to offer their condolences.

The nannies and maidservants serving aunt Xie looked into the room, and their expressions changed slightly.

“Young lady, the wedding dress that aunt made for young master du is gone. Last night, this servant guarded the door all night and no one came in.” Angry curses could be faintly heard from outside the door.

“Damn you, I think you’re addicted to alcohol. You even dare to drink the nuptial wine prepared by aunt.” The maidservant outside the door cursed angrily.

The drunkard servant begged for mercy, won’t dare to do it again. That wine has no taste at all. It’s like plain water, and I don’t dare to drink it anymore.”

The drunkard had heard that aunt Xie had married the daughter Hong that had been buried in her heart since she was born. Now that it had been 50 years, his heart was itching.

Today, aunt Xie had left, so she took advantage of the chaos to secretly drink a mouthful. It was actually plain and silent, without the slightest smell of wine.

Xie ningzhi was stunned.

He hurriedly ordered for the remaining cup of nuptial wine to be brought over.

Xie ningzhi tried it, and it was really bland and tasteless.

When he opened the can last night, the aroma of the wine could almost spread out for two miles.

Just the smell alone was intoxicating.

“Young lady, I heard that only wine that ghosts and gods drink will become tasteless.” The old maidservant’s face was a little frightened.

After she finished speaking, she saw Xie ningzhi’s indifferent gaze and didn’t dare to say anything else.

“Zi buyu, strange power, chaotic spirit, don’t say anymore. Don’t mention this matter again.” Xie ningzhi instructed the servants before going to find the elders.

Soon, the Xie family was filled with the sound of blowing and fighting. Aunt Xie had instructed her early on that she had lived for too long. After she left, she was not willing to stop her spirit for too long, so she had to be buried early.

Everyone set the time to go up the mountain.

Although everything was in a hurry, it was a good thing that he did not sleep last night and had prepared everything early.

He could go up the mountain at 11 am.

“If the descendents of the du family want to come to offer their condolences, do you want them to come in?”

The Xie family was busy, so Xie ningzhi let the du family in.

People came and went, all of them were mourning.

Lulu was sitting in the eastern Palace’s carriage. As soon as the carriage stopped, someone came up to welcome him.

But this time, another man came down from the carriage.

“Go see her off.” Lulu patted him on the back. The sun was shining right now, and it was the time when the dark spirit would be the most injured.

Du Xun respectfully knelt down in front of her, then put on his blue robe and entered the Xie residence with her.

There were people from the Xie family receiving guests, but they were very busy and did not check in detail.

An old man from the du family had come. He was du Xun’s older brother.

At this moment, the old man was already holding a walking stick. A child stood behind him, supporting him.

There were too many people coming and going to offer their condolences, and the crowd almost made the old master fall.

“Be careful, old man.” The refreshing voice startled the old man..