Lu Yaoyao followed at the end of the team, looking ahead with empty eyes, like a walking corpse without a soul. Every step she took felt like stepping on cotton, soft and unreal.

Back at the Gu Mansion, which was already in mourning, the atmosphere became even more despair and cold as Gu Huai's coffin was carried in.

Despite her illness, Gu's mother forced herself to come out and see her son.

Like Lu Yaoyao, she refused to believe that Gu Huai, who was still alive the last time they met, was dead.

She staggered to the coffin and scratched with her fingers, trying to push open the lid to see what was real.

However, she was stopped by her father Gu, who ultimately prevented her from doing this ridiculous thing.

Father Gu's voice was heavy with sorrow, but his face maintained the calm and composed demeanor of a great marshal. "Ahuai sacrificed his life for his country, a supreme honor. Don't cause him any more trouble. Yaoyao has just confirmed it, it's Ahuai."

It is also extremely cruel to ask a father to admit with his own mouth that his son is dead.

"No, you lied to me, I don't believe you." Mother Gu collapsed and knelt on the ground, her face full of tears. She had been crying for several days and her voice was hoarse. She couldn't cry out loud, but the screams of the trapped beast's dying struggle were even more painful to hear.

"Mother, please don't be like this..." Gu Chen choked up and walked forward to help her up, his voice full of sadness.

However, Mother Gu grabbed Gu Chen's arm tightly as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw, her nails digging deep into his flesh.

"Ah Chen, tell Mother this is a joke, right? You two teamed up to trick Mother, just like when you were little, joking around and teasing Mother. Back then, you were young and ignorant, so Mother would have beaten you. But not now. Hurry up and call Ah Huai out and have him call her Mother."

When a child dies, the person who is most devastated is actually the mother who carried the child for ten months and raised him to adulthood.

Lu Yaoyao's eyes were sore and tears welled up. She also took a step forward and tried to comfort Mother Gu, "Mother, don't be like this. Cheer up. Ah Huai's spirit in heaven will not be at peace if you do this."

"Shut up." Mother Gu scolded, her eyes filled with despair and anger: "It's all your fault! You're the one who killed Ah Huai!"

Lu Yaoyao was stunned. She didn't expect that Mother Gu would suddenly vent all her resentment on her.

Just like those people out there who don't know the truth and can't tell right from wrong.

She wanted to explain, but found she had no idea where to start.

Because when dealing with those who have nothing to do with her, she can use all her means and schemes on them to make them shut up, but for Gu's mother, a woman who just lost her son, she really can't open her mouth and add salt to her wounds.

When people are extremely sad, they will rush to find an outlet to vent their pain.

"Madam, calm down. No one wants to see Ah Huai's death. You shouldn't blame Yaoyao for Ah Huai's death. Ah Huai is dead, and as his wife, she is sadder than anyone else." Father Gu persuaded.

However, Mother Gu refused to listen and continued to cry and blame Lu Yaoyao.

Lu Yaoyao knew that she was influenced by the rumors outside, so she didn't bother with her.

She could only silently guard Gu Huai's coffin, thinking of accompanying him on his last journey.

In the following days, Lu Yaoyao stayed in front of Gu Huai's funeral hall almost every day to keep vigil for him.

She didn't eat or drink, didn't sleep, and lost a lot of weight.

Father Gu saw it and felt pain in his heart.

In his opinion, Lu Yaoyao's feelings for Gu Huai were sincere, but fate had played a trick on them, separating them by death.

……

Late at night, Lu Yaoyao knelt alone in the mourning hall, keeping vigil for Gu Huai.

She heard footsteps behind her, but she didn't turn around and continued burning paper for Gu Huai.

Until the familiar deep voice came, with a hint of sarcasm, "You are refusing to eat or drink, are you planning to be buried with Gu Huai?"

Lu Yaoyao knew who was coming, but she still didn't turn around. However, she responded to him, "I'm doing this just to atone for my sins."

"What sins are you atoning for?" Xie Qingchen suddenly became furious. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the ground. His eyes were filled with anger. "Do you also believe those nonsense? What about the saying that a husband is unlucky, and that beautiful women are a disaster? Lu Yaoyao, I don't believe you still believe these things."

"If you really mind that much, I will have people arrest and behead those who are talking nonsense one by one tomorrow."

Lu Yaoyao met his gaze, eyes filled with grief and vulnerability, "Your Highness, please don't add to the sins of killing for someone as unworthy as me. I don't want Gu Huai to die in unrest."

"You think Gu Huai cares about the lives of those gossipy women? You've made yourself look like neither human nor ghost. If he knew about this, he would be even more restless in his grave."

Xie Qingchen's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Lu Yaoyao's heart accurately, causing her to tremble involuntarily.

She clutched her chest, her body drooping weakly.

"I know that no matter what I do, I can't change the fact that Gu Huai has left. But my heart hurts so much, so much..."

Xie Qingchen looked at her like this, and a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.

He loosened his grip on her arm and slowly squatted down to look at her at eye level.

"Lu Yaoyao, Gu Huai's departure is a tragedy that no one wants to face, but you can't give up on yourself because of this."

"You need to cheer up and let people see a strong Lu Yaoyao before Gu Huai's funeral. If you appear in front of everyone like a emaciated person to send Gu Huai on his last journey, it will only make people despise you even more, and Gu Huai will also be humiliated."

When Lu Yaoyao heard this, tears started to fall again, but she forced herself not to cry out loud.

She understood that Xie Qingchen was right, and she couldn't let Gu Huai's reputation be tarnished again because of her.

She had to cheer up, for Gu Huai and for herself.

"You're right. I can't go on like this." Lu Yaoyao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, trying to make her voice sound firmer. "I will take care of all the arrangements for Gu Huai's after his death, so that he can rest in peace in the other world."

Xie Qingchen felt a little relieved as he looked at her gradually determined eyes.

He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, "Wipe your face. You still have a lot of things to do."

Lu Yaoyao took the handkerchief, wiped the tears from her face, took a deep breath, suppressed all the sadness in her heart, then stood up and said to Xie Qingchen: "Thank you, Your Highness, I will be strong."

"Okay, I also hope to see a strong Lu Yaoyao, not a Lu Yaoyao who washes her face with tears."

During the mourning period, many ministers and their relatives came to pay their respects, and those noble ladies would glance at Lu Yaoyao from time to time.

Lu Yaoyao knew that they wanted to put a devastated expression on her face.

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