Mrs. Yun probably wouldn't have thought that her words, which were meant only to mock Yun Changmao, would bring such great inspiration to Yun Luo.
She continued: "Back then, your mother's funeral was organized by the master from beginning to end. It's not that I didn't want to take care of it, but that the master didn't let me take care of it. Even the maids and mothers who worked for me had nothing to do with it.
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Mrs. Yun laughed self-deprecatingly, "At that time, I thought it was your mother's funeral that the master paid special attention to. No matter how cold he was to you mother and daughter, in his heart, the only person he truly loved was your mother, so I
In a fit of anger, I gave up."
So, Yun Changmao was the only one who knew the inside story of Princess Linwang’s funeral?
I'm afraid only Yun Changmao knows whether she is really dead or fake.
If he was really dead, where did the body go?
Why is there only a tomb buried in the Yun family's ancestral tomb?
If it was fake death...
Yun Luo's brows twitched slightly, and he suddenly thought of a question: "You mean, you never had a hand in my mother's funeral from beginning to end?"
Mrs. Yun nodded.
"Then how do you know that my mother was buried in a tomb?" Yun Luo asked word by word.
I have never actually seen the corpse, nor have I intervened in the funeral process.
After the coffin is buried and filled with soil, it will be impossible to know whether the coffin contains a tomb or a real corpse.
No matter how Mrs. Yun looked at it, it would be impossible for her to dig a grave and open a coffin to find out the truth.
So, how did she know that there were only clothes in the coffin, not a body?
A subtle emotion flashed across Mrs. Yun's face and she tilted her head.
Yun Luo looked at her coldly: "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, there will be consequences at your own risk!"
"Okay, I'll tell you." Mrs. Yun took a deep breath and then quickly lost her temper and said, "Someone told me."
"Who is it?"
"It's... Butler Qin who is with the master." Mrs. Yun spoke with some difficulty.
Yun Luo was stunned for a moment, feeling that the name sounded familiar.
Mrs. Yun pursed her lips: "It's the steward who took you back to Yun Mansion before."
Yun Luo finally remembered, "It turned out to be him."
A arrogant face flashed through her mind, and then she raised her eyebrows and said, "I remember that he was originally a confidant of Yun Changmao's subordinates and was responsible for many things. Do you have a good relationship with him?"<
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Mrs. Yun's eyes averted slightly, and she nodded after a while.
Yun Luo felt that her attitude was a bit strange, but he didn't take it to heart:
"Why did Butler Qin tell you this?"
"He didn't tell me directly. I guessed it later."
Mrs. Yun frowned and said, "Although your mother's funeral was arranged by the master, it was his confidants who really ran the errands, and Butler Qin was one of them."
"After your mother was buried, Butler Qin came to see me one time and accidentally mentioned a strange thing."
"What's the matter?" Yun Luo asked immediately.
"Butler Qin told me that on the day of your mother's funeral, the coffin was extremely light."
Yun Luo's eyebrows twitched, "How did he know?"
"Because the people who carried the coffin for the funeral that day were arranged by Butler Qin, and one of them was his distant nephew. I told him about it after the burial, and Butler Qin told me afterwards."
Mrs. Yun tried hard to remember.
"I still remember that he told me that if he didn't know that your mother was really dead, the coffin would be as heavy as an empty coffin..."