The Marquis Mansion was too large, so a flat drum was hung at the second gate for assembling and transmitting messages.
Three beats for joyous occasions, and four beats for mourning.
This time, the sound of four beats surely meant that Sixth Lady Gu had passed away.
"Clatter."
Hong Mian's chopsticks fell onto the blue bricks.
But at this moment, no one cared about that.
Hong Ye hurriedly picked a few bites, "Eat quickly, soon you won't have the chance."
"Oh," Hong Mian quickly took a napkin to wipe the chopsticks clean and also started eating rapidly, having been busy since morning, her stomach was growling fiercely.
It's likely that the messenger will arrive shortly.
While eating, Hong Ye mumbled, "I thought she might hold on for a few more days, luckily Cui Ming urged tirelessly these past days, the clothes are all prepared, otherwise it'd truly be a rush."
Qin Yuan sighed.
It seemed like the moment had finally arrived.
