Chapter 639: Late Night Tribute 3

  Chapter 639 Late Night Sacrifice 3

   "Master, please forgive me, I will never dare again, Master..."

   "Drag away."

   "Master...Master, help me, Master..." The servant was dragged down.

  Gao Qi watched the boy being dragged down: "Father, I threatened him to drive the car, regardless of his business, you let him go..."

"The Prime Minister's Mansion has set a death rule since yesterday. Anyone who dares to let you out of the mansion will be severely punished. These people will treat the rules of the mansion as a display. If they are not severely punished, he will not be able to see who is in charge of the General Mansion." Gao The prime minister said in a deep voice.

   "Father...you can't kill him, I forced him to drive...Dad..."

   "Go back home."

  Prime Minister Gao ignored Gao Qi's screaming and pleading, and stepped into the car.

   The entourage put Takasaki into another carriage and drove away from the streets of the General's Mansion.

  Many students who graduated from Loushan Academy in Kyoto City came to burn incense and pay homage in the middle of the night.

   "Call—"

   Just after midnight, a carriage stopped at the gate of the General's Mansion.

  A woman in a cloak got out of the car, and the housekeeper of the general's mansion rushed in to report when he saw someone coming.

   Not long after, Zhan Yi, Mrs. Zhan and Zhan Chi hurried out of the gate.

   "Qin'er."

   Mrs. Zhan was the first to call out.

   "Mother, take it easy." Zhan Guifei stepped forward.

   "Qin'er, why are you here?"

   "Second sister, the gate of the palace has been locked long ago, how did you get out of the palace?" Zhan Chi looked worried.

   "The leader guarding the palace gate is Yanran's older brother Chen Zheng. I can't stay longer, otherwise I will implicate them."

   "How dare you take such a big risk, go back quickly."

   "Mother, my daughter wants to come see off the child." Concubine Zhan held Mrs. Zhan's hand.

  Ms. Zhan held her tightly, she had too many worries, and she had too many things to say.

   "Mother, I'm here." Zhan Guifei said.

   Mrs. Zhan sighed with worry in her eyes: "Let's go."

   "Second Sister, slow down." Zhan Chi went up to support her.

   "It's okay, the second sister is not that delicate."

   Zhan Yi also looked worried, and stepped into the mansion.

  Some people were quite surprised to see the imperial concubine leaving the palace. In this turbulent harem, the empress dared to leave the palace alone. It is really courageous to kill her family.

   Everyone saluted, but was stopped by the beheaded concubine.

   "I came today as the daughter of the Zhan family, and also as the child's aunt." Concubine Zhan's eyes were red.

  When everyone heard the words, they also put aside the rules in the palace, and Zhan Chi lit the incense and handed it to Concubine Zhan.

   Concubine Zhan looked at the huge coffin, feeling sore in her heart: "Qianning, it's my aunt who didn't like you, it was my aunt who harmed you."

  If she hadn’t sent her out of the palace that day, she wouldn’t have gone to Sifang Mountain, it’s all her fault.

   "It's my fault, it's my fault." Concubine Zhan burst into tears.

   "Second Sister..."

   Zhan Chi's swollen eyes became sore again, and the tears could not be stopped.

   "Girl..." Gu Lao came to his senses and was helped into the hall by someone.

   The Gu family followed closely behind.

   Concubine Zhan Gui finished offering incense, and was supported by Zhan Chi to stand aside.

  Old Gu rushed to the side of the coffin: "Little girl, my old man has no hope of living. You can take your great-grandfather away. Even the great-grandfather on Huangquan Road wants to hold your hand."

   "Dad, you can't think like that."

   "Grandpa, you can't come back to life after death, so let's mourn."

   "Father, the child must hope that you can live well and live a long life, please calm down."

  The son and grandson of the Gu family were terrified when they heard the words, and rushed to protect the old man at all times, for fear that he would lose his mind and be crushed to death on the coffin.

  (end of this chapter)