She married a dying prince and she won three babies.

"Oh, mother knows you are sad. This is the letter Ziqi wrote back. The third prince is on his way back with Zishu's body." The princess sighed.

At this time, Yu Chaoyang picked up the letter thrown on the ground by Cao Nanhua and looked at it.

She didn't cry or tremble.

Instead, his body was stiff and his hands were stiff.

When she finished reading the letter, she glanced at Cao Nanhua, then ran out of the main courtyard like a madman.

"Haha..., haha..." She laughed wildly as she ran.

The two maids following behind her couldn't outrun her.

"Hurry, chase her and keep an eye on her." The princess was afraid that she could not bear it and did something stupid, so she immediately asked Qiuxiang behind her to shout.

Qiuxiang immediately chased after Yu Chaoyang's running figure and went to the garden of the palace.

Yu Chaoyang ran to the small pond and stopped running.

Instead, he stared into the distance.

Her two maids caught up with them.

"Miss?" Bihe was extremely anxious when she saw her master looking into the distance with no joy or sadness.

They couldn't accept that their son-in-law died on the battlefield. What would the young lady do in the future?

"Go away, I want to be alone." Yu Chaoyang ordered coldly.

The two maids looked at each other and had to step back, but not too far away, and looked at their master silently.

Qiuxiang didn't dare to step forward, and stood with the two of them, looking at the second young master's wife who had her back to them.

Yu Chaoyang read the letter in his hand again.

She read every word carefully.

That’s right, Shangguan Zishu died on the battlefield killing the enemy.

He died an honorable and very worthwhile death.

Her exchange marriage actually changed the fate of so many people.

But her own fate did not change at all.

She is destined to be a widow and to raise other people's children.

Why did God let her be reborn?

At this moment, she didn't know where to go.

She recalled her past life again.

She married a man named Shangguan Ziqi who slept in bed every day, and she hated him every time she saw him.

Sometimes, when no one was around, she would curse at Shangguan Ziqi to vent her emotions. A few times, she even tried to strangle him, but she didn't dare to use too much force for fear of being discovered by the servants.

Later, when she adopted a child, she found that she was not familiar with him and just let him go.

In her previous life, she could not see the future, but only saw her own lonely and miserable life.

She was sad every day, and later when she fell ill, she didn't want to seek treatment. It was not until her death that she felt relieved.

But God brought her back to life.

She just wanted to change her fate, but in the end, all her efforts ended up with the same outcome.

She was confused and at a loss.

But she doesn't want to die in this life.

Perhaps she came to atone for her sins.

She looked at the birds flying in the distance, the clouds drifting across the sky, and then made a decision.

She and Shangguan Zishu were husband and wife, so she should raise his child, educate him well, and train him to be a man of integrity.

At this moment, Yu Chaoyang suddenly became very clear-headed.

She had a goal, put away her sadness, and returned to her own yard.

Cao Nanhua cried bitterly in front of the princess.

Until I fainted from crying.

Yu Yuanzheng pinched her Ren Zhong point hard to wake her up again.

Just then, Butler Li hurried in.

"Princess, Princess, the Third Prince has arrived at the gate of the palace with a coffin." Butler Li was so shocked that he didn't know how to react.

When the servant came to report it to him, he didn't believe it at all. He hurried to the door of the mansion to check, and found that it was indeed a coffin.

Then he immediately turned back to the main courtyard.

They had just received the letter.

I thought it would take two days to arrive, but it came back so quickly, almost as fast as the letter.

Of course, the letter cannot be compared with the battle report, it just comes back at the normal transmission speed.

"Let's go, we're going to bring home the heroes who died defending our country." The princess stood up and took the lead.

"Ruoyun, support your master." Yu Yuanzheng gave an order when she saw Cao Nanhua still crying on the ground.

She then sent someone to notify Yu Chaoyang.

Four women came to the gate of the palace.

The third prince was riding on his horse, waiting for the masters of the palace to come out.

As soon as he saw the princess, he immediately rolled off his horse, ran forward sadly and bowed.

"Aunt, my second cousin died for his country, and I, your nephew, am sending him home."

The third prince squeezed out a few tears and pretended to be well-off.

He did not go to the palace to report immediately, but sent the coffin back to the palace first.

This also shows his attitude, respect for the dead and respect for the royal palace.

When Cao Nanhua saw the coffin and heard the words of the Third Prince, she was absolutely certain that her husband was dead.

She rushed to the coffin in a few steps.

"Husband, why did you leave me? I am still so young. What should I do in the future?" Cao Nanhua cried inconsolably.

But what she said made people feel uncomfortable, as she was actually thinking about herself.

"Someone, help Nanhua into the palace." The princess also felt that the words were inappropriate and immediately had her taken away.

Butler Li asked the servant to open the side door completely, and called a few more servants to carry the coffin into the palace together.

For heroes who died in battle, a grand mourning hall should be set up.

After the third prince delivered the coffin, he did not go into the mansion, but went straight back to the palace to report to the emperor.

Butler Li began to make arrangements.

A tent and a mourning hall were set up in the courtyard outside the main hall of the outer courtyard.

Yu Chaoyang came to the coffin and stared at this strange thing quietly.

She had seen this thing in her previous life, and just a few years later, she saw it again. The person sleeping inside was still her husband, but the eldest son was replaced by the second son.

She felt a little dazed and unreal.

Two servants came forward to open the lid and prepare to change the second young master's clothes.

Yu Chaoyang took a step back and stepped on someone's foot.

Turning around, it was Cao Nanhua.

But Cao Nanhua did not react at all. Instead, he stepped forward and watched the servant open the coffin lid.

She wanted to take a look at the man she had tried so hard to marry.

She has married him, she is his wife, a fact that can never be changed in her lifetime.

When the coffin lid was opened, a cold air emanated.

Shangguan Zishu's body lay quietly inside.

It was him, really him.

Cao Nanhua's eyes blurred again.

Yu Chaoyang just had a blank expression on his face.

The servant took out the ice cubes wrapped in cloth.

Shangguan Zishu's entire body appeared before everyone.

Two servants carried the body out and placed it on the long table next to the coffin, preparing to change clothes.

"You all step back, I'll change him." Yu Chaoyang said lightly.

This was all she could do for him.

From now on, I can only bring my children to his grave to pay homage every Qingming Festival.

Cao Nanhua didn't leave either, she also wanted to change clothes for her husband.

The two of them had never been so harmonious.

Jin Ling also came. She took the newly bought clothes from the servant and held them in her hands.

As the clothes were taken off bit by bit, the wounds on Shangguan Zishu's body were revealed in front of the three women.

No matter how good Yu Chaoyang's attitude was, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Her husband was also growing up. He was no longer the young boy she had just married him. He had taken on more responsibilities and had the courage to shoulder the burdens of being a member of the Shangguan family.

Under the prince's guidance, he has grown into an excellent general. He can lead troops in battle and he is not afraid of life and death.

"Second Young Master! Wuuwu..." Jin Ling could no longer control herself and burst into tears.