People standing outside the Chen Mansion were all sighing after seeing such a tragic scene.
"Princess Nianyun can't be more sincere to Mr. Chen family. Look at her tears..."
"Yes, it's really heartbreaking for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to cry!"
Because it took a long time to transport Chen Shaoan's "body" back.
Despite the use of ice, the body inevitably still smelled faintly of decay.
Therefore, the mourning hall was only set up for one day, and the burial was arranged on the second day.
When everyone was placing the coffin in the mourning hall, the old lady asked to take a last look at her eldest son.
The soldiers carrying the coffin were silent for a while, then silently opened the coffin lid.
After the coffin was opened, the rotten smell became even stronger.
The old lady endured the discomfort and poked her head into the coffin. When she saw the corpse whose features were indistinct and bloody, her eyes widened.
"How could my son be like this?" She shook her head in disbelief, "No, you are mistaken, this is not my son!"
Zhizi Moruomu, even if she didn't look at the appearance, just looking at the body shape, she felt something was wrong.
But everyone just thought it was because the old lady couldn't accept the reality.
A soldier silently handed over a bronze waist plate in his hand, "Old madam, this was hung on the prince's waist when he was found."
Printed on it is Chen Shaoan's name and the number of his military camp.
"In addition..." The man pointed to the waist of the man in the coffin, "Except for taking off the waistband, we have never touched anything else on his body."
The old lady turned her gaze back to the coffin stiffly, and saw that there was a fine mutton-fat jade pendant hanging around the man's waist.
It was her husband's relic. Since his death, the eldest son had taken it with him to express his grief.
Seeing the mutton-fat jade pendant, the old lady could no longer hold back her tears.
Seeing his mother like this, Chen Shaokang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "He is indeed my brother. Cover him up!"
Several soldiers then closed the coffin lid again.
Chen Shaokang gave them a reward of silver and sent them away.
Su Nianyun, wearing sackcloth and mourning, knelt in front of the mourning hall as a widow.
While burning paper in the brazier, she kept talking, "You are the real hero on the battlefield..."
"You can go with peace of mind. The cemetery is chosen as a geomantic treasure. If you sleep there, your family will be healthy and your life will go smoothly..."
"I will go to worship you from time to time, and I will never cut off your incense..."
When others heard her say this, they thought she was talking to her late husband.
In fact, Su Nianyun was talking to the unidentified stand-in in the coffin.
This man obviously died for his country, but he was used as a substitute by Chen Shaoan. It was so miserable.
His family, who was supposed to be subsidized by the military, has since lost all news about him, and his family will live in endless pain from now on.
Su Nianyun could not do more for the man in the coffin, so he could only burn more paper money for him.
Late at night, the old lady felt sorry for her son and sent people to call Chen Shaoting and Chen Shaokang back one after another, leaving Su Nianyun alone in the mourning hall.
Aunt Liu quietly brought a food box to deliver food to Su Nianyun.
"Princess, the old lady feels sorry for her son, so she called both of her sons back, leaving you alone to keep vigil. Her partiality is too obvious!"
Seeing that there was no one on either side, she whispered, "Tell the servant to tell me that this is not the real Chen Shao'an. Why are you so serious?"
The princess actually knelt down seriously until late at night.
Su Nianyun sat up, rubbed her sore knees, and then took a piece of snack and put it into her mouth.
While eating, he said, "It is precisely because I am not Chen Shaoan that I kneel down."
"This man is innocent. His relatives will never get any information about him. It's really pitiful. I just try my best to help him as much as I can."
"If it is true that Chen Shaoan is inside, I will never step foot into the mourning hall!"
"Princess, you are really kind-hearted, and you are so kind to a stranger."
Aunt Liu took the snack from her hand and handed her a bowl of ginseng soup, "Drink the soup first..."
After Su Nianyun had eaten and drank enough, she asked Aunt Liu, "Are you ready for the things I asked you to prepare?"
Aunt Liu nodded, "Don't worry, princess, everything is ready."
——
Early the next morning, Su Nianyun, who had not slept all night, walked numbly in the funeral procession. In front of her were the two brothers Chen Shaokang and Chen Shaoan.
Pedestrians on the road knew that the funeral of an old man from the aristocratic Chen family was going on, so they kept their distance and moved out of the way of the long street.
When the team reached the most crowded place, Su Nianyun suddenly shouted, "Consort, don't leave me, I'm coming to find you!"
She passed the two Chen brothers and bumped into the coffin.
In an instant, blood spattered and fell on other people's mourning clothes, immediately becoming the most vivid color.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
After a long time, Chunhua, who was following the team, still shouted, "Princess!"
She covered Su Nianyun's head with her hands and cried, "Who will help the princess? Who will help the princess?"
At this time, someone in the crowd said, "I am a doctor, I am here..."
With that said, the man quickly walked into the funeral procession, and then began to check Su Nianyun's injuries.
Chunhua quickly tore the mourning clothes she was wearing into a cloth band and handed it to the man. The man took it and quickly bandaged Su Nianyun neatly.
"Okay, I finally helped the princess stop the bleeding. The injury on her head is very serious. She will probably be in a coma for several days!"
"Thank you so much. I don't know what the princess would have done without you..." Chunhua couldn't help but thank her.
"You're welcome," the man said, "Princess is very affectionate, but you have to advise... there is no resurrection after death!"
After the man disappeared from the crowd, the funeral procession began to react.
Chen Shaokang came to Su Nianyun worriedly and tried to call her, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law?"
Chunhua said, "Second Master, I think this won't work. I want to send the princess back home first."
"Sister-in-law kept vigil for my eldest brother all night yesterday. She must have been determined to die a long time ago. I'm so stupid, I only found out now!"
"Second Master, it's not your fault. Without me, the whole family will feel uncomfortable."
Chunhua reached out to find another girl, and the two of them walked back, one on the left and the other on the right, while Chen Shaokang and Chen Shaoting continued to lead the funeral procession forward.
A storm made people on the street feel a lot.
"I have long heard that Princess Nianyun is very affectionate and insists on marrying the Chen family regardless of the Queen Mother's objections. Today I have seen what true love is!"
Another person said, "I don't ask for anything else. I just ask that if I die, my mother-in-law doesn't have to sacrifice her life for me, and she doesn't have to be busy remarrying!"
Some people couldn't help laughing.
The funeral procession moved away, and the spectators gradually dispersed.
Of course, what they saw here will not disappear, but will be spread to more people.
Although Su Nianyun was sent back to the Chen Mansion, she left behind a good reputation for loyalty.
The crowd dispersed, leaving only one figure standing still.
Except for his shabby appearance, this man's handsome and delicate appearance is impeccable.
Occasionally, women passing by him couldn't help but look at him twice.
It was none other than Chen Shaoan, who had just arrived in Beijing.
The scene where Su Nianyun decided to die for love just now was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Su Nianyun, is she so affectionate towards him?
At this moment, even though his heart was really as hard as a stone, there was a crack in it.
Especially, when he recalled Su Nianyun's pale face, her closed eyes and the bright red blood on her forehead, his heart ached for a moment.
However, it was only for this moment.
This marriage was originally threatened by his mother's life and the fate of the family. He did everything he could and he didn't owe anyone.
Thinking of this, Chen Shaoan walked towards Ping'an Lane without looking back. His beloved woman and beloved son were waiting for him to return home.
From today on, their family of three will never be separated again.
Seeing from a distance the figure holding the child and looking forward to it at the door of his house, he felt warm in his heart and was about to speed up his pace, when suddenly his vision went dark.
Before Chen Shaoan understood what happened, the back of his head hurt, and then he completely lost consciousness.
Su Ming stood at the station and observed that no one was paying attention. With a gesture, his men neatly threw the human-shaped sack onto the carriage.
An ordinary carriage passed by Zhou Yao normally, and she never imagined that the person waiting on it was drifting away from her.
And as Chen Shaoan was taken away, the happy life she expected also gradually drifted away.