C549 Mourning

Although he did not want to admit it, the Barran Drum on the cliff, the tiger shoes and pearl shoes on the cliff all proved that the Princess Chu and the Heir had fallen off the cliff. The corpse could not be found, it must have fallen into the dark river, and only death awaited those who fell into the dark river.

Hao Pingguan knew that Morong Gan was in a bad mood, but there were some things that he could not delay.

He found an opportunity and uncertainly brought it up with Morong Gan. The Prince Chu stared at him for a long while and said, "You handle it."

That night, the spirit hall was built, there was no corpse inside, the coffin was filled with the clothes of the Princess Chu, Morong Gan stood silently at the side, seeing how busy the servants were, he looked a little sad, but most of the people had a ruthless air around him, they all circled around him, trying to stay as far away from him as possible, afraid that he would give off the imposing aura that would make people shiver.

When Heir's coffin was brought in, he finally spoke. "There's no need to carry the coffin in alone, the child is too young. Let him be with his mother."

Hao Pingguan had no choice but to get people to bring the coffin out, and add a set of Heir's clothes to the princess' coffin.

The mourning hall was set up in the front courtyard, making it easier for people to come forward to offer their condolences, the coffin was placed in the side room in the backyard, with the windows and door curtains tightly closed. The coffin was placed in the middle, and there were many white candles lit in all four directions, causing faint yellow halos of light to appear, as though it was a strange world. Morong Gan sat cross-legged in front of the coffin, with his head lowered, he meticulously separated the thick stack of paper money one by one and threw it into the brazier.

The blue flame twisted and turned, swallowing the yellow paper money and turning it into black ashes.

Ning Jiu expressionlessly stood guard outside the door. His Royal Highness had given the order that no one was allowed to enter, other than Qi Hong, who had just delivered food. When Qi Hong went in, the two of them exchanged glances in silence. When she came out again, the two of them looked at each other, helpless and sad.

Every time Qi Hong went in, she would always be sitting in the same posture as Morong Gan, with her head lowered, burning money, not saying a word, and not showing any expression, she was very sad. The departure of the princess and the Heir was a huge blow to the prince, causing him to feel uncomfortable, but she felt that it was a little strange, that after the prince was with the princess, he would be infected to the point of showing his emotions. When he found the princess and her child, he would cry, but this time, he did not shed a single tear.

How could she not eat and drink when things were always like this? She had advised him before, but Morong Gan turned a deaf ear and focused on burning his money paper, as if there was nothing in this world that could pique his interest other than burning money paper. In the end, Qi Hong did not speak anymore. Every time she collected the dishes, she would sigh and shake her head.

Compared to the quiet and desolate backyard, the front yard was much more lively and desolate. Although the Princess Chu and the Heir were not announced to the world, they could not be hidden, and after receiving the news, countless people rushed over to offer their condolences, including officials of various sizes, wealthy families, and the most eye-catching people in the city. All sorts of representatives from different families lined up to give the princess and the Heir incense, all of them crying sorrowfully, and Yue Xiang was the one who cried the most as she knelt in the mourning hall, beating her chest and tearing her lungs apart.

Yue Gui squeezed out from the crowd and cried together with her. Their relationship with Bai Qianfan was no ordinary relationship, it was a true sisterly relationship, and when Bai Qianfan ran away last time, they insisted on following him, but this time, they had no choice but to follow him. It was a completely different world, and when they thought about the separation between Yin and Yang, they could never meet each other again.

Hao Pingguan was in charge of the funeral, but the Crown Prince had to greet him. He stood at the side of the mourning hall, and although he had not ascended to the throne, he was also the king. He should not have shown himself in such matters, but he did not care, and as an elder brother he thanked the people who came to pay their respects whenever they came to pay their respects. When people saw him coming and going, they secretly praised him in their hearts.

People came in one after another from outside the door. The people who were singing the gift dragged their voices and reported in one by one.

"Sir Yan Du, Shi Li, has come to offer his condolences —"

Although his appearance could not be seen clearly, one could feel that he was genuinely sad, and the crown prince could not help but feel a little surprised. The people who had come to pay their respects all had heavy expressions on their faces, but he knew that the ones who were truly sad were few, and after all, they did not have much to do with him.

He watched attentively as the man waited for Li Fule to burn before stepping forward and bowing. When he knelt down, Hou Hou Zi did not lift his head, but when he did, his forehead would drop to the ground. When he stood up, a bit of ash covered his forehead.

The Crown Prince replied with a bow, Li Fu Le spoke the words with a look of reverence and fear, and the man also bowed, his head still lowered, but he did not say a single word, and quickly followed Li Fu Le.

As soon as he stepped outside, his back straightened up. Only his head was still bowed, but the Crown Prince felt that this aura was somewhat familiar to him. It belonged to someone who had spent most of his life in the army.

He signalled to Li Xiaolu with his eyes, signalling him to follow.

When Jia Tong saw this, he came over and asked him, "Prince, is there a problem with that person?"

The Crown Prince said, "Although he came here with Li Fule, he looks unfamiliar. We have to be on guard against such a situation."

Jia Tong said, "I will bring someone to capture him."

"No, don't alert the enemy," the Crown Prince said. "In times of emergency, it's better to be cautious."

Jia Tong knew what the Crown Prince meant. After all, they were going to fight, and it was more important to be careful, if news of this got out and the other party seizing the initiative, they would lose by a fold. Today's scene was a mix of dragon and fish. There were some things that couldn't be avoided, so he could only pay attention to them.

Li Xiaolu followed the man out of the residence, and saw him and Li Fu Le enter the palanquin at the same time. Ordinary palanquins were all single, but it was not impossible for there to be two people squeezed together. Li Xiaolu was curious, the two men squeezed together in the small space, did they not feel uncomfortable?

He followed them all the way to the entrance of the yamen. When he saw them getting off the palanquin, he used some money to ask the guard at the entrance.