Seventh Master, Madam didn't go back to the mansion today.

In the wing room where Song Yitao lived before, the gorgeous gauze curtains were replaced with black and white.Because Taotao hadn't formally entered the family, and the Prince Rong's Mansion couldn't do anything for her, Xiao Qi had no choice but to set up a mourning hall inside.

In the mourning hall, there was a memorial tablet on the top that read "My Beloved Wife Song." Lianqiao and the others sobbed softly with red eyes, wiping away their tears and burning paper money at the same time.

Xiao Qiye's face was pale, and he sat powerlessly on her bed, stroking her quilt, recalling her traces.The stubble on the chin was messy, the bruises and bloodshot eyes were everywhere, and the whole person was decadent.

After a long while, Xiao Qiye, who was disturbed by the crying, didn't know if he didn't want to accept Song Yitao's departure, so he stopped everyone's crying, and waved Lianqiao and the others to leave.

He Yu came in and reported: "Qiye, I still haven't found my wife's body."

He Yu looked at the furnishings in this room, hesitated to speak for a moment, and asked, "Is it really good that you set up the mourning hall so early?"

"I'm afraid that when Tao Tao's soul returns, there will be nowhere to go..."

Xiao Qiye suddenly had a stomach rumble twice, and He Yu persuaded worriedly: "Qiye, why don't you go and eat something? You haven't eaten anything these two days, and you've lost a lot of weight."

"It's okay, I'll take a peach to cushion my stomach on Taotao's spiritual seat."

Qi Yutao got up and wanted to grab a peach to eat, but when he saw the peach, he thought of Song Yitao again, he sighed, and put down the peach anyway.

"Forget it, I'll go and have some food. She will blame me for taking Taotao's peaches."

Little Seventh Master looked forward blankly, waved his hands, and dragged weakly out of Song Yitao's room.

He Yu looked at his back, sighed worriedly, turned around, and saw Song Yitao sitting on the table and eating the peach just now!

"Ah!!!" He Yu fell to the ground.

"Qi, Mrs. Qi, where did you come from? Are you a human or a ghost??"

Song Yitao gnawed on the peach while shaking his calf, and replied comfortably: "Of course I'm a human, but you can still see me if it's a ghost?"

"Madam, you are not dead!" He Yu got up excitedly.

"Of course not, I'm a fairy, how could I die?" Song Yitao looked up from a distance to see the figure of Xiao Qiye walking in the corridor, and hurriedly put the leftover half of the peach away. He went back to the table, got under the spirit table to hide, and finally did not forget to signal Hehe: "Shhh".

As soon as Xiao Qiye entered the inner hall, he saw half of the offering peaches on the table had been eaten, and he wondered, "Eh? Why is this peach half eaten?"

He Yu stammered back: "Oh, Qiye, I ate this, I'm so hungry."

"You are hungry, go eat, why eat Taotao's peaches?"

"Yes... yes yes yes." He Yu hurriedly wanted to back off, fearing that he might say something wrong and expose Song Yitao under the table.

Just as He Yu was about to leave, Xiao Qiye stopped him when he noticed something was wrong with the peach: "Wait! He Yu, why are there red lip marks on this peach? Do you still wear lip balm?"

He Yu blinked his eyes nervously, then turned around and put on a seductive pose: "Yes Qi Ye, haven't you noticed anything different about me recently??" After finishing speaking, he blinked and fired at Qi Ye.

Xiao Qiye vomited for a while: "You... go out."

He Yu got the consent and ran away in a hurry.

Xiao Qiye knelt on the mat to burn paper money for Song Yitao, while burning, he said guiltily: "Taotao, you died so badly, it's all my fault, I was late..."

"Hmm." A voice suddenly came from nowhere.

Xiao Qiye immediately raised his head and looked around, Taotao?Is Taotao back?But there was silence all around.Little Seventh Master lowered his head dejectedly.

"I must be exhausted and hallucinating."

"Peach! You can go at ease, I will definitely avenge you."

Suddenly the window was blown open by a gust of wind, and Song Yitao's voice echoed throughout the room.

"I'm so mad at you~ I didn't have enough to eat before I died. Now you prepare me roasted chicken with lotus leaves and a pot of Lihuabai, and I will forgive you."

Song Yitao hid under the table and said while pinching her nose, and even snickered a few times after speaking.

"Taotao! Is it you who came back? Alright, I'll prepare it for you now." Qi Yutao excitedly searched for the shadow of Song Yitao's "soul".

Song Yitao pinched her nose again and said, "Wait a minute, it's better to prepare another 1 taels of cash for me, I don't have enough money underground."

Qi Yutao nodded excitedly: "Okay, what else do you need, I'll prepare it for you."

Song Yitao said it all very bluntly, and she ordered all the gadgets she liked, desserts she hadn't eaten, and jewelry.

Half an hour later, Qi Yutao took a blank piece of paper and wrote down the last item. There was a long list, extending from the desk to the door.

He breathed out: "Taotao, do you want so many things?"

"Yeah, I died so badly, can't I take something good with me?" Song Yitao's tone was questioning.

"Okay, I'll prepare it now, and then burn it all for you to take away."

Qi Yutao hurriedly ran to get ready, Song Yitao crawled out from inside, covering her mouth and giggling.

This little Seventh Master is really silly and cute.

In the Siqian hall, after the fifth master heard the news of Song Yitao's death, he passed out as if he was discouraged, and immediately fell ill. He had a high fever for several days, and the fifth lady turned around in a hurry.

"I've been fed so much medicine, why are you still awake?" Fifth Madam asked anxiously.

Hearing Fifth Master whispering to Tao Tao in his deep sleep, Fifth Madam was a little angry, and the handkerchief almost crumbled in her hands.

"Taotao, Taotao, they are all the names of this woman! Even after she dies, she still harms others there!!"

"Ma'am, fifth master's medicine. Do you still want to feed the third bowl?" Xiyue came in with a bowl of medicine.

"No more! Let him go see his Taotao!" Fifth Madam looked angrily at Fifth Master who was unconscious on the bed, and left the inner hall with a flick of her hand.

This little Seventh Master has already bought back a lot of things that Song Yitao asked for, and he also prepared a thick one-knife silver ticket to put on the table: "Taotao, I bought them all, and I will give you what else is missing." You go buy it."

"Okay, okay, you're tired too, go to sleep." Song Yitao responded perfunctorily, impatient to see these newly bought things.

Just as Xiao Qiye turned around to check the lists, Song Yitao secretly reached out to touch the silver bill on the table.

Her little hands protruded from the side of the table, and she fumbled around on the table. She couldn't even touch the corner of the bank note after touching it for a long time, and cursed angrily under the table: "Damn, why put it so far away?? "

Qi Yutao happened to turn around, saw the hand on the table, and then looked down at that hand, hiding under the table by himself, with his butt sticking out.

Qi Yutao suddenly realized: This little girl is not dead, she is teasing herself!

He Yu just walked in, saw this scene, and hurriedly coughed frantically to remind Song Yitao.

When Song Yitao heard He Yu's cough, he immediately reacted and withdrew his hand.

Xiao Qiye snickered, turned around, put his hands behind his back, raised his head and said proudly: "Hehe, I feel relieved that Taotao's wish has been fulfilled. Now that she is gone, I can finally I have married the princess of the Izumo country, and when the time comes, I will be a beautiful wife and concubine, hugging left and right, ahahahahaha! Beautiful! And..."

"Hey hey hey!" Little Seventh Master hadn't finished speaking,

Song Yitao jumped out from under the table and grabbed his ears.

"You're very happy, aren't you?! Ah? Little Seventh Master!!" Song Yitao gritted his teeth every word.

"Oh my god, ghost!" Qi Yutao quickly trotted around the room, and Song Yitao ran after him.

He Yu sniggered behind the door, and several servants gathered around to watch, He Yu waved his hand to stop them outside, and then closed the door so as not to disturb the couple in the room.

Little Seventh Master was tired from running, and sat down on the bed, Song Yitao chased him to the bed and beat him.

"Okay, okay! I'm really joking!" Xiao Qi hugged her waist tightly.

"In this life, I will only marry you as my wife."

Song Yitao pursed her mouth and rolled her stubborn eyes: "What about your Jiang family?"

Qi Yutao pretended not to know: "What Jiang? I don't know."

Little Seventh Master tightly hugged Song Yitao's waist, turned over and pressed her on the bed, and gently kissed her on the lips: "I miss you so much."

Song Yi put the peach ring on Xiao Qiye's neck.

Light veil curtains, shadows intertwined.