After receiving the news of Zhao's death, Cen Hongyu's reaction was different from Cen Xihan's sad and crying reaction. Cen Hongyu only had red eyes, but he did not shed a single tear! He also did not clamor to see Zhao's body. Seeing Zhao's last

one side!

He locked himself in the room and stood by the window, looking at the window paper that showed a little light without saying a word, as if he could see the scenery outside through the opaque window paper.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were dug into his flesh, and he almost didn't feel any pain. He just stood there in silence, motionless, for most of the day, without even a drop of water entering his body.

After a long afternoon, Cen Hongyu finally came out of the room. He ordered someone to bring food. After being hungry for a day, he wolfed down a lot of food and even drank half a jar of wine!

The servants waiting on the side couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw Cen Hongyu acting like this, feeling that this dandy fourth young master was really hopeless!

Even after his mother died, he was still in the mood to eat, drink, and even drink! How unfilial!

Even if Mrs. Zhao's death was strange, and it seemed that she had made some serious mistake and was dealt with by the Marquis, she was still the fourth young master's mother after all! Even if there was a mistake, no matter how big the mistake was, it would not be wrong for the children.

Come in front of me? How could the fourth young master react like this?

Before, I saw that he had not left the house for almost a day, and I thought that he was too sad like the fourth lady. But now, it seems that the fourth young master has had a good night's sleep in the house, right?

Cen Hongyu didn't seem to notice the strange looks from around him, and he was still eating and drinking, looking very sweet.

After eating and drinking, Cen Hongyu took a lot of banknotes and went out.

The servants looked at Cen Hongyu's leaving figure and shook their heads and sighed. The fourth young master took those banknotes and went out to eat, drink, and gamble again!

After giving birth to such a son, Mrs. Zhao is afraid that she will die in silence. Moreover, this can be regarded as a misfortune for the Cen family!

The news that Cen Hongyu had left Cen's mansion was discovered by Cen Lan's cronies and reached Cen Lan's ears.

Cen Lan did not think like others, thinking that Cen Hongyu went out to eat, drink and have fun when Zhao's body was still cold. After all, Cen Hongyu was in a crazy state and wanted to see Zhao that day, which left a deep impression on him.

Originally, Cen Lan didn't care about what Cen Hongyu thought and did, but his abnormal behavior today made him pay attention, and he ordered his confidants: "Send someone to keep an eye on him to see where he goes and what he does."

"Yes! Third Master! I understand!" Cen Lan's follower agreed, then turned and left.

After Cen Hongyu left Cen's Mansion, he first went to find a few street gangsters he knew, gave them some money, and asked some of them to help him inquire about things, while others helped him buy a double coffin made of good wood.

He sat in a teahouse, drinking tea with the gangster leader, while waiting for the two groups of people to come back.

It was not long before the coffin bearers came back first. A large coffin stopped at the door of the teahouse and looked very impressive.

Everyone who drank tea in the teahouse felt unlucky and paid their bills one after another and left. The shopkeeper of the teahouse had a bitter look on his face and gritted his teeth and came to Cen Hongyu and said: "Master Cen, look at...this...this coffin...

Isn’t it… inappropriate to put it here?”

Cen Hongyu often went out on the streets and fooled around. Not to mention everyone in the big families in the capital knew him, even the showcases in the shops on the streets and alleys, there were very few who didn't know this dandy young master.

In fact, the teahouse owner really didn't want to offend the young master, but he was running a small business, and having such a coffin parked in front of his door really affected the business. He still had to make money to support his family!

At this moment, Cen Hongyu was in a very bad mood, or should be said to be very, very bad! But today he was not even in the mood to cause trouble for others, so he just took out a banknote, threw it in the shopkeeper's face, and said

He said: "This banknote is enough to buy your shabby teahouse. Now take the banknote and get out!"

"Yes, yes, Master Cen, please use it slowly, use it slowly!" The shopkeeper held the banknote and quickly left Cen Hongyu's sight.

With this banknote, if he closes his business for a month, he will be able to make up for his losses!

Soon, the group of gangsters who went to inquire about the news also came back. The leader of the gang reported to Cen Hongyu: "Young Master Cen died, I have inquired about it. The coffin transported from Cen's mansion was buried in the west of the city.

There was a mass grave twenty miles away, and several corpses that had been thrown out two days ago were also thrown there. However, those corpses did not have coffins. They seemed to have been rolled up in mats and thrown there casually.

After getting the news he wanted to know, Cen Hongyu got up and asked people to take the coffin and rush to the west of the city. When the city gate was about to close in the evening, Cen Hongyu and a group of people, carrying the coffin, looked at the strange expressions of the city defenders and passers-by.

In his eyes, he left the city...

When we arrived at the mass grave that the gangster mentioned, we saw signs of fresh digging. One of the mounds looked like a new grave, but there wasn't even a tombstone.

Under Cen Hongyu's order, those gangsters quickly dug up the grave. Inside was a thin-skinned coffin, which was very simple and desolate.

Cen Hongyu's breathing suddenly became much heavier, and his body began to tremble slightly. He stared at the coffin for a long time, and finally gave the order to open the lid of the coffin.

Inside the coffin, lying there was indeed Ms. Zhao who died in a miserable state!

Mrs. Zhao was not even put on a shroud, she was still wearing the same clothes she had on when she was alive, which were dirty and messy! Her hair was not combed, and it was disheveled and messy.

His face was dark and bruised, with body spots already appearing, his eyes were not closed, they were still bulging, and he looked confused, his mouth was also very big, his tongue was hanging out, and it was already stiff!

The visual impact of such a terrifying dead body can be imagined!

Even though all the people present were men, they were still quite frightened! There were a few less timid people who couldn't help but scream "Ah——!" when they saw this terrifying scene!

Even those who didn't scream couldn't help but tremble and retreat.

Cen Hongyu was also shocked by Zhao's death, but he did not retreat. After being frightened, he became more sad. He suddenly fell to the edge of the grave, covered his mouth, and shouted

The suppressed cry of "Woo!"

He didn't call the corpse mother, he didn't want to call her in front of others! He didn't want others to know that this was his mother and guess the reason why she died in such a miserable way!
Chapter completed!