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At this moment, Mrs. Gu desperately wanted to settle this matter.
She absolutely couldn't give the siblings a chance to cause trouble.
Mrs. Gu tightly held the memorial tablet, as if holding onto her lifeline, refusing to let go for a moment.
Gu Yanfei's serene gaze lingered on the word "Gu Xuan" on the memorial tablet for a moment before withdrawing his gaze, his right hand slightly curled up in his sleeve.
From the moment Lady Tai's disoriented state greeted the memorial tablet, Gu Yanfei guessed that the "substitute talisman" with the inscription "life and death bound" was inside the tablet.
Gu Yanfei once had the idea of taking away the position card, but just now, she felt a faint soul breath in this position card.
The breath was very weak, because it had been offered incense for years and it now had a glimmer of hope.
At that moment, Gu Yanfei understood who the soul in this tablet was.
It was her and her older brother's biological grandmother.
The "substitute" who didn't even have a name.
A slight tingling sensation filled Gu Yanfei's eyes, and she pressed her rosy lips together.
Whenever it involves "body doubles", it is never a pleasant story.
She didn't understand why the "body double" that should have disappeared still had a lingering soul.
However, this talisman must never be destroyed!
Having experienced two rebirths and cultivated in the realm of the Yeoling for two hundred years, Gu Yanfei knows better than anyone else that when the soul is scattered, it means completely vanishing from this world without any chance of reincarnation.
Once the soul disappears, her maternal grandmother will truly cease to exist!
The talisman on the memorial tablet must not only be preserved, but also remain in this ancestral hall to be revered by future generations.
Only in this way can the "doppelgänger" have a chance to reenter the cycle of reincarnation.
There was a dazzling cold light in Gu Yanfei's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.
As she turned to look at Li Mammy a few steps away, her emotions had returned to calm, and her voice was faint: "Did you hear that? Go and send the message, the Gu family will not marry off their daughter today."
The golden candlelight spilled onto her jet-black and lustrous hair and skin, casting a warm halo on her, but instead reflecting a clearer and colder gleam in her eyes.
Madam Li couldn't help but shiver, almost unable to meet Gou Yanfei's gaze directly, and instinctively responded with a sound.
Gu Yanfei didn't say much either, he grabbed Gu Yunzhen's hand and pulled her outside. "Big sister, let's go."
Faced with this unexpected turn of events, Gu Yunzhen felt as if she was in a dream and couldn't think straight for a moment: Did our grandfather really appear?
She told her grandfather about the marriage proposal with the Murong family yesterday at the temple, and also mentioned that she didn't want to get married, so her grandfather helped her by manifesting?
Before Gu Yunzhen could figure it out, Gu Yanfei pulled her towards the front hall. With a steady pace, Gu Yunzhen followed obediently, feeling a little floaty.
Gu Yuan seemed to be like a follower of Gu Yanfei, immediately following in his footsteps.
As he turned around, his cold gaze lightly swept over the memorial tablet in Mrs. Gu's arms.
He actually hasn't figured out many things yet and plans to ask his sister later.
Yan Shi also left in a hurry.
After Gu Yanfei and the other three left, the sacrificial hall fell silent.
Other people stood still, with complicated emotions and expressions that were hard to describe, not knowing whether they should leave or stay.
Fourth Lord Gu and Fifth Lord Gu exchanged glances with each other.
Gu Yun is the insider, and the insiders are confused. They are outsiders and outsiders see clearly.
No one is stupid anymore, except for those few young children, almost everyone has noticed that there is something strange about Lord Hou's tablet.
But no one knows what's strange about it...
Gu Yunhui stood there dumbly, watching Mrs. Gu in front of her who seemed lost and soulless.
She felt some pity for Mrs. Gu, but just moments ago she was scolded publicly by her, and now she couldn't bring herself to go over.
Moreover, anyone can see that Madam Tai is still angry. If she gets angry again... she will have a hard time in this marquis's mansion.
Thinking of this, Gu Yunyan's expression froze and a bitter smile appeared on her beautiful face. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, concealing the fluctuations in her eyes.
From when did she have to rely on a little favor from Madam Tai in order to survive in the mansion?
Lost in her own thoughts, Gu Yunyan was absent-minded.
"Mother." Gu Jian cautiously called out, taking a step towards Lady Gu, his stepmother.
As he moved, his right shoulder wound was agitated, causing his face to grimace in pain.
The Lady Gu, with her drooping gaze, suddenly raised her head. In her murky and aged eyes, there flashed a fierce shadow, as if concealing a vicious beast ready to devour, fierce, grim, and sinister.
那一瞬间的眼神让顾简吓了一跳。
He could no longer utter the words he wanted to say, so he closed his mouth awkwardly, feeling the pain in his shoulders intensify.
Madam Gu cast a sidelong glance and said indifferently, "Go."
These two words were spoken to Li Mama.
"Yes, Madam Tai." Li Mama nervously replied, bowing and quickly leaving.
Outside the ancestral hall, the messenger maidservant who came to deliver the message was eagerly waiting. When she saw Li Mama, she greeted her with a smile and said, "Li Mama, the eldest young master has already arrived at the outer ceremonial gate."
What?! Li Mashi's face changed slightly.
Originally, she hoped to intercept people before the welcoming team from the Murong family entered the Marquis's Mansion. Now that people have entered the gate, it's trouble.
Li Mamatong pressed down the unease in her heart and simply said, "I'll go check it out," then headed straight towards the main gate in the biting cold wind.
The freezing wind pierced through, causing Li Mamatong's fingertips to go numb, but Murong Yong seemed completely unaffected by the cold.
Murong Yong is now at the gate of the outer ritual palace. He is wearing a bright red groom's robe with a large red satin ribbon tied around his chest.
The white horse under him is also adorned with a large red satin ribbon. There is a large red flower sedan next to him, accompanied by two Murong family members who came to welcome the bride, as well as a few servants responsible for playing music and carrying the sedan. This wedding procession of no more than ten people looks a bit shabby.
For the general's wedding, the groom should have invited relatives and friends to join him in welcoming the bride. Along the way, there would be music and fanfare to ensure that the whole city knows about the union of the two families.
For the marquis's daughter's marriage, there should be the presence of the groom's brother-in-law to stop him at the door. After going through a series of "tests," the groom would be allowed to enter.
Due to the rush for the hasty wedding, the Murong family and Lady Gu have agreed to keep the wedding ceremony simple.
Murong Yong tugged at his tight collar, patiently waiting with a slight furrow of his sword-like eyebrows. His handsome face showed no sign of joyous anticipation.
He was informed by his parents half an hour ago that his grandmother was in bad condition and the wedding date had to be moved up. Then he was dressed in groom's attire and set off with the wedding party to welcome the bride.
Up to this moment, he stood in the Marquis's residence, a little dazed.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder after the firecrackers exploded, along with a hint of hazy smoke.
The cold wind was blowing, and the broken red paper from the firecrackers scattered on the ground, mixed with fallen leaves swirling in the air.
On the white horse, Murong Yong pulled the reins, making the horse turn half a circle in place. With a distinct outline, his chin tilted slightly, and his eyes, with a hint of sharpness, looked towards the azure sky.
As for the so-called auspiciousness, he actually had seven parts of disbelief in his heart.
The point is, he also doesn't want his grandmother to pass away at this time.
Therefore, even with just a three percent chance, he doesn't want to give up.
Murong Yong's gaze slowly lowered and fell on the vermilion gate of the Marquis' mansion, which was adorned with thirty golden yellow door studs arranged in seven vertical rows and five horizontal rows.
This is a symbol of the Hou family's mansion entrance.
In the Da Jing dynasty, ordinary officials' mansions had no more than 25 door nails.
The Murong family is also listed here.
Compared to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, the foundation of the Murong family is much thinner. From the grandfather who served in the military to the father, Murong Hao, this generation fought against the Western Rong people in the northwest and made countless contributions more than ten years ago. This is how they were rewarded by the late emperor and promoted to the fourth rank, and the whole family moved to the capital city.
The gate of the Murong family has made further progress, but it stops at this.
Since he was sensible, he has always been thinking about making the Murong family move forward, and he has been working hard for it.
If the grandmother goes at this time, the Murong family will have to observe mourning for three years. After three years, who would recognize the Murong family? There are many men in the army who are full of hot blood and eager for fame and fortune.
He considers himself no worse than others, and is willing to shed blood and sweat for the court, but he needs opportunities and time. The next three years are too precious!
A scorching heat burst from Murong Yong's eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes was too dazzling to look directly at.
The white horse was gently urged to change direction, and his gaze turned towards the inner courtyard, where a graceful and dignified figure appeared in his mind. She was like a lotus in the wind, delicate and elegant.
Originally, he thought he was marrying a "socialite," but Gu Yunzhen yesterday surprised him greatly.
Murong Yong's gaze became even more intense, so bright, so burning, with a hint of three points of interest.
The gatekeeper of the Marquis Mansion greeted respectfully and said to Murong Yong, "Young master, the ancestral sacrifice at the mansion this morning may still be a while."
Although Murong Yong was the protagonist of the day, the corner of the gatekeeper's eye couldn't help but glance at the nearby Upper Qingzhenren, who was dressed in yellow monk robes.
The oreal man of the Upper Qing sect held a silver-white duster in his hand, standing in the wind, with eyes shining like morning stars and a stance like a pine tree in the wind, displaying extraordinary grace.
The doorman's eyes revealed a look of reverence.
The oreal man of the Upper Qing sect suddenly moved, raising his head to look at the sun in the sky and then counting on his fingers. He calmly said, "Young Master Murong, it is already late in the hour."
"It would not be good to miss the auspicious moment."
His voice was neither urgent nor hasty, detached from the mundane world.
Murong Yong furrowed his sword eyebrows, and his gaze, without anger, swept towards the gatekeeper.
"Big brother-in-law..." The doorman smiled and was about to send someone to check on the ancestral hall when he caught sight of a familiar voice coming from the northwest.
"It's Madam Tai's attendant, Li Mama." The doorman's face lit up and he quickly introduced to Murong Yong, "She is the attendant by Madam Tai's side."
On the other side of the outer gate, Li Mamasan walked towards this side with several maids.
She walked slowly, and her usually smiling face now showed a hint of seriousness, causing the gatekeeper to be startled.
Li Mamasan stopped about seven or eight steps away from Mu Rongyong and politely bowed before speaking:
"Young Master Mu Rong, our Lady Tai has decided to call off this marriage."
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