The top of the coffin opened, and everyone else walked over, wanting to take a last look at the blue and clear face. At this look, the Lans, Mr. Mo, Mr. Rong, etc. all present had sad faces.

Duanmu Yawang was at the end. After everyone saw Lan Chengche, she was able to move forward and look into the coffin. At this look, she couldn't help but secretly admire: What a brilliant man!

Blue Chengche wore a snow-white mourning clothes, and he didn't know if it was because of being pierced or something else. His skin was white, almost snow-white and translucent, and it looked beautiful with the slightest blemishes.

His face was calm and peaceful, his eyes closed, but he did not compromise his unparalleled appearance. From the tall and straight nose, to the tight lips, to the edges and corners of the entire face, everything was perfect.

His beauty is different from Chu Jialan, but it has the same effect as Gong Yulanzhi. They are all kind of sharp, with his existence, everyone else will suddenly become bleak!

He is an existence that cannot be ignored!

Such a person is indeed outstanding!

However, looking at this person, for some reason, Duanmu Yawang had a vague sense of familiarity.

She was about to wonder where this sense of familiarity came from, and she heard Xiao Bailu yelling in the medical system: "Master, this blue and clear looks really beautiful! Tsk tsk, can follow Mu Qingchen Comparable, almost almost catching up with Gong Yulan!"

Huo Fei, who is rarely involved in these things, also nodded: "Indeed."

Duanmu Yawang was about to speak when she was distracted by the sound of pain and sobbing from one side. She turned her head and saw that Chu Heling was crying more sadly than Madam Lan, and could barely support her body. It needs Chu Zichen's support to be able to stand.

She looked like a little girl who had just been married and lost her husband.

Duanmuya's mouth twitched.

To say that after seeing Lan Chengche, the most peaceful is her and Chu Jialan. The other people couldn't help showing regret and sadness on their faces. Only he and her were expressionless.

"Ugh."

Master Rong watched, sighed secretly, and walked to the side to light a few incense sticks and put them in the incense burner.

Others met and followed suit, even Chu Jialan did the same.

Only Duanmu Yawang and the Lans did not do this.

Mrs. Lan watched and cried, and Master Lan comforted him. The two did not do so. The others only regarded them as being too sad, but Duanmuya didn't feel the slightest sadness on the face, and some people couldn't see it before they went to the incense.

Chu Heling said angrily: "What are you doing here? Do you join in the fun?"

Duanmu Yawang was about to speak, and Lu Yi persuaded the old lady: "His Royal Highness, don't want to be angry, Deyin probably hasn't recovered yet." After that, he secretly pulled Duanmu Yawang's sleeve in the past and asked her to give it to Lan. Clear a few sticks of incense.

Duanmu Yawang smiled and shook his head.

At this moment, even Rong Zining and Lu Yi frowned, "Deyin, what are you doing?"

Duanmu Ya looked at him with a smile, and said astonishingly: "This person is not dead yet. If there is anything to worship, don't give people bad luck."

As soon as she said this, Mrs. Lan cried, and Master Lan's eyes turned: It seems that the strategy of stealing his son's body is about to begin.

Thinking of this, he secretly squeezed Madam Lan's shoulder to cheer her up and cooperate with Duanmu Yawang.

Mrs. Lan wiped away her tears and nodded secretly.

Others heard Duanmu Yawang's words and only felt ridiculous, and the whole side hall instantly became quiet.

After a while, Lu Yi couldn't help saying: "Deyin, did you actually know Cheng Che a long time ago? The two have a very good relationship. I can't believe that he died, that's why you said that?"

Duanmu Yawang shook his head, "It's really not, it's the first time I have seen Master Cheng Che."

Everyone looked at each other, but seeing her eyes affirmatively, they felt that she had no need to lie.

But, there is one thing that makes them completely distrust Duanmu Yawang: "A person who has been guillotined with such a large piece of flesh and blood, even the heart is not there, how can he not die?"

"This is indeed against common sense." Duanmu Yawang nodded, but then asked: "However, everyone didn't think that a person can maintain their body temperature after having their heart gouged out. Is it a matter that common sense does not explain?"

"The great pharmacist said that it was because of the poisoning of Young Master Clear! And it was a zombie poison! He would become a living dead!"

Duanmu Yawang was curious: "Have you ever seen zombies? How can zombies have temperature?"

As soon as this rebuttal came out, everyone was quiet for a while before retorting: "This is the power of the zombie poison, it can maintain the temperature of the dead!"

"Hey! Deyin, don't be stupid, why do you always say such things?"

Of course Chu Youning didn't want Duanmu Yawang to be kicked out, pulled her sleeves, and whispered softly: "You must have never seen what Brother Cheng Che's chest looks like now, so you're talking nonsense, right?"

Before Duanmu Yawang spoke, Lu Yi frowned and said, "Deyin, we see you as we did before, and we treat you like friends sincerely. You don't want to spread such remarks just to gain attention."

Bo eyeball...

Duanmu Yawang was helpless: "Brother Lu, I really don't mean to get eyeballs. I'm just telling the truth."

"You tell the truth? What strength do you have and what ability do you have to tell the truth here? Who do you think you are?" It was some princes who said this.

There are some princes of the world, and some of them are those of yesterday.

Yesterday, Duanmu Yawang's performance in the fight with Chu Youning was indeed a bit surprised, but at the same time he felt that he was deliberately showing off in an attempt to attract the favor of several His Highnesses.

Therefore, in fact, these elder sons are actually very disdainful of Duanmu Yawang.

But some of the princes have never seen Duanmu Yawang. For a blue-eyed person in her, she actually dared to show off here and became very contemptuous: "This little brother, you don’t know anything about it. Please don’t ask. Talking nonsense here, otherwise, if you use the deceased to get eyeballs, so disrespect people, this State Supervisory Office will not be able to keep you!"

"Yeah, Lord Rong, you still have such a shit-chucking stick to do something here, get him out quickly! Don't disturb the clarity!"

"Don't be excited, don't be excited."

Master Rong raised his voice and calmed down the sons of the elders, and looked at Duanmu Yawang, but there was a touch of displeasure in her eyes: "Prince Gongyu, it’s better to be respectful in front of the dead. Don't make trouble."

Duanmu Yawang said indifferently: "It just so happens, what I dislike the most is making troubles."

Master Mo looked at him and sighed inwardly, his eyes filled with sadness: "Actually, this little brother has the same views as us. We don't want to, and can't believe that Cheng Che is really dead."