The Fourth Lady

Chapter 882 Life Or Death Ⅵ)

Looking at the mourning hall decorated by Suyun and the others, Hongyao had to believe that Qingyan

had died, even if they couldn't find her corpse.

Wearing white clothes, Hongyao looked at Huruo in despair and said, "Huruo, do you think Yanyan is

still alive? Maybe she lives in a place we don't know. Our daughter is still alive, isn't she? "

Huruo could only hold her in her arms. "Yanyan is dead. She has sacrificed herself to save us, but

unfortunately, we couldn't find her corpse. Hongyao, we can only look at Yanyan's tomb and miss her."

Hearing what Huruo said, Hongyao slowly closed her eyes and said, "You're right. Yanyan is dead, and

she died to save us. Yanyan doesn't want anything to happen to us, but in the end, it was herself who

was dead. How can I accept such a result? Our Yanyan is still so young, She hasn't worn a phoenix

coronet or a cloak, and she hasn't married her beloved man yet. Huruo, why does Yanyan have to

suffer so much? "

Hearing this, Huruo could only hold Hongyao in her arms all the time, letting her tears wet his clothes.

"Don't be sad, okay? Let's guard our daughter's tomb for the rest of our lives! Yanyan is our only This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

daughter. It's a pity that she is dead. "

Hearing what Huruo said, Hongyao's eyes turned red again. Huruo, don't say anything more. She is so

lonely on the way to the netherworld. I really want to go to accompany our daughter. Do you think our

daughter will feel cold? A person in such a dark place must be very cold, right? " As Hongyao spoke,

she became more and more agitated. "Huruo, tell me, do you know whether our daughter is feeling

cold? Last night, I dreamed of our daughter. She cried and told me why I didn't save her. I regret it so

much. Why didn't I die, but my daughter! "

Seeing the agitated look on her face, Huruo had to hold her tightly in her arms and said, "Today is

Yanyan's funeral. We can't let anything happen to Yanyan's funeral. Although Yanyan is dead, we

always love her, right?"

It seemed that this sentence gave Hongyao great motivation. Then she raised her head and nodded,

"You're right. Today is our daughter's funeral. We can't always cry like this, or Yanyan will be very sad if

she sees it."

Seeing the expression on Hongyao's face, Huruo breathed a sigh of relief, and then held her hand.

They didn't find Qingyan's body, so their so-called funeral was just to burn some Qingyan's clothes and

bury them in a tomb.

"My poor daughter! If you are too cold over there, come to my dream and tell me so I can send you

more clothes! " As Luobing spoke, he put a piece of paper into the brazier and said, "Yanyan, I know

you must be very painful when you are dying. You must have suffered a lot before you died. I'm also

very sad."

Looking at Luobing's red eyes, Hongyao knew that Luobing must have cried too. However, Luobing

was indeed a tough woman. However, she knew that Luobing must be very painful in his heart, and

what supported them was only that belief.

"Sister, Yanyan is dead now. We are going to leave after Yanyan's funeral, I will leave with Huruo."

Hongyao looked at Luobing and said sadly, "We want to take some Yanyan's clothes back to the

Baihua Island. I wonder if you can agree."

Luobing looked at Hongyao and nodded earnestly. "Sister, when you return to the Baihua Island, you

can also build Yanyan a tomb. At that time, you will miss her. Anyway, my husband and I no longer lead

the army to fight. His highness wanted us to stay in the Diqiu City as officials, but Yanyan is already

gone. It's meaningless for us to stay here. We are going to leave the Diqiu City and live in our fief for a

period of time. We will come back after time slowly heals our wounds. "

Hearing what Luobing said, Hongyao looked at Mu Zhimin and Su Qingyv and said, "Sister, are you

going to leave the Jiangjunfu to Mu Zhimin?"

Luobing looked at Hongyao and nodded, "Sister, I have made a deal with Jiayun. She will stay at home

to help Zhimin take care of everything. Yanyan is dead now. It will only make me feel more sad to stay

here."

Walking up to Hongyao, Huruo looked at them and said, "Hongyao, what Suyun and others said makes

sense. If we keep staying here, it will only make us more sad. Isn't that also the reason why we want to

return to the Baihua Island?"

Hongyao said seriously, "Yes! If we stay here, it will only make us sad. It won't change the fact that

Yanyan is dead. "

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside. When Luobing and Hongyao looked back, they

saw Qilian Yvran standing there in a filial dress, and beside him stood Emperor Hongjia.

"Why are you here? You haven't recovered yet, have you?" said Hongyao with concern. I know you are

also sad about Yanyan's death. I was being too agitated yesterday. I'm sorry. "

Looking at Hongyao, Qilian Yvran shook her head. "It's okay. I just want to see Yanyan, but

unfortunately we can't find Yanyan's body." Tears welled up in her eyes. "I can understand if you want

to blame me. After all, if we hadn't run away from the Diqiu City, such a thing wouldn't have happened

to Yanyan."

Not long after Qilian Yvran appeared, Xuanyuan Yvzhen and Zhongli Jinyv also arrived at the

Jiangjunfu.

"Suyun, please restrain your grief. If Yanyan sees you like this, she must be very sad." Xuanyuan

Yvzhen looked at Suyun and Luobing and said with concern, "I know you don't want to stay in the Diqiu

City."

Looking at Xuanyuan Yvzhen, Suyun said helplessly, "Our son will stay here to help your majesty with

the military affairs. If we stay here, it will only bring about more sadness. I hope you can understand."

Xuanyuan Yvzhen looked at them and nodded. "Of course I understand. You two can rest assured that

I will take good care of Qingyv."

Just then, Jingxuan appeared at the gate of the Jiangjunfu in red. Looking at the clothes on Jingxuan,

Hongyao and Huruo asked in unison, "Jingxuan, what do you mean?"