"Zhengjun, he, he really... sacrificed himself?" Before she could finish the sentence, Bai Xiuhui closed her eyes and fainted.

"Wife!" Lu Anguo wasn't in much better shape either, so his reaction was a beat slower.

Fortunately, Su Yueya had been keeping an eye on her mother-in-law's condition. As soon as her eyes closed, she immediately stepped forward and helped her up, thus preventing Bai Xiuhui from falling straight to the ground.

"Dad, don't worry, Mom must have fainted from a moment of emotional distress. I'll just pinch her philtrum." With that, Su Yueya quickly performed first aid on her mother-in-law.

Lu Anguo stood to the side, looking dejected.

He couldn't accept it either, he simply couldn't believe that Lu Zhengjun had died in the line of duty at such a young age. They were going to have to send off their child!

A grown man, his eyes reddened, couldn't hold back, and shed a few tears in front of his daughter-in-law.

Su Yueya: "..."

She silently observed everything, her heart feeling as if it had swallowed a heavy weight, constantly sinking and plummeting.

It's all for her!

In order to prevent her and the Qiao family from suffering the pain of "losing" Qiao Shouyan, Lu Zhengjun chose to stand up, which is why Bai Xiuhui and Lu Anguo are suffering.

"Mom?" After pinching her philtrum, Bai Xiuhui gradually woke up.

After she came to her senses, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"My son! My lord, my lord!" Bai Xiuhui cried out, showing such a discomposure for the first time in front of Su Yueya, but she couldn't control herself at all.

“Wife…” Lu Anguo hugged his wife, not knowing where to begin to comfort her.

A deep sadness permeated the entire room.

Even knowing the truth, Su Yueya couldn't be happy.

Lu Zhengjun is indeed in a state of feigned death, but who knows the real situation?

Who can guarantee that after faking his death, he didn't actually face an even more dangerous situation?

For Su Yueya, it was another kind of pain.

Unknown pain.

"Dad, Mom, don't be too sad."

Su Yueya and Lu Anguo helped Bai Xiuhui sit down on the sofa.

It's sad as it is, but we still have to face reality.

“Zhengjun… he died in the explosion,” Su Yueya said again.

Bai Xiuhui froze for a moment, then her crying grew louder.

He died in the explosion!

This means that Lu Zhengjun is very likely to die a gruesome death, or at best, her body will be completely disfigured.

"My son..." Bai Xiuhui was already crying uncontrollably.

“Crescent Moon, regarding the funeral arrangements…we’ll handle it together with you, and we also need to inform the relatives,” Lu Anguo said, his emotions recovering faster than his wife’s.

—The situation is already like this. If everyone is only concerned with their own suffering, who will support all of this?

“Yes, Dad, I’ve also spoken with Commander Wu. The body must be cremated within three days at most, and the ashes must be sent to the martyrs’ cemetery for burial,” Su Yueya said.

The journey back has already taken a lot of time, and we can't afford to delay any longer.

The date was set for three days later.

Su Yueya was to notify her relatives on her maternal side, while Lu Anguo and Bai Xiuhui were to notify the relatives on the Lu family side.

Lu Zhengjun had always been one of the best among his generation. The sudden news of his death shocked the entire Lu family. Even the Army Commander, whom Su Yueya had never met, came out.

Three days later, Su Yueya, dressed in black and accompanied by her second brother Qiao Gaoyang, presided over Lu Zhengjun's memorial service together with Bai Xiuhui and Lu Anguo.

Besides relatives from both sides, many fellow soldiers also appeared.

Lu Zhengjun's close brothers stepped forward to greet Su Yueya.

“Sister-in-law, don’t be too sad. The Emperor… the person he worries about most is definitely you!” Zhao Yunshan said.

He has been feeling terrible ever since he heard the news.

Liu Qi, Zhang Yufeng, Wei Jinxiang, and others also stood in the crowd with grief on their faces.

"Dad!" Bai Xiuhui and Lu Anguo called out to an old man.

The usually energetic old man suddenly looked much older. He gazed at his beloved grandson for a long time, his eyes glistening with tears.

Su Yueya knew that this was Lu Zhenhua, the active-duty army commander whom Lu Zhengjun had once said she would introduce to him when she had the chance.

"Grandpa!" Su Yueya called out.

A wave of grief washed over her. She never imagined that her first meeting with her grandfather would be in such a setting. She remembered Lu Zhengjun telling her that her grandfather would definitely like her very much.

“Okay…” Lu Zhenhua nodded, the gray-haired old man looked at them, his sadness evident in his expression.

The army commander had long been transferred to another unit and was no longer stationed in the capital. He had only returned this time because of Lu Zhengjun's funeral.

"This must be Crescent Moon, right? Good, good, it's a good child!" Lu Zhenhua said.

Although it was the first time he had seen Su Yueya, the old man knew about the things she had done for the army and her heroic deeds. He even praised Lu Zhengjun, saying that he would be able to find a wife!

"Grandpa, don't be too sad, take care of yourself," Su Yueya said obediently.

“Yueya, you and Xiuhui must be strong! Our Zhengjun sacrificed himself for the country, and he died a worthy death!” Lu Zhenhua said.

Su Yueya and Bai Xiuhui could only nod through their tears.

The old man looked at his beloved grandson's body and finally couldn't hold back his tears—it was a disfigured corpse, and even though it had been repaired for the funeral, you could still tell how gruesome the death had been.

This is like adding the final blow to the heart of the person who loves Lu Zhengjun the most.

Not only did they die, but they died such a horrible death...

After the farewell ceremony, Lu Zhengjun's body will be sent for cremation. After all the relatives have paid their respects, her closest relatives will send her off on her final journey.

Before sending the body into the crematorium, the staff followed the proper procedures.

"Let the family see the deceased one last time."

"Masa-kun!"

"husband!"

"son!"

Finally, standing beside Lu Zhengjun were his parents and wife.

This was the first time Su Yueya had looked at the corpse so intently, but because the face was so badly disfigured, she couldn't find any clues.

She knew this wasn't Lu Zhengjun, but she still couldn't control the sadness in her heart.

Bai Xiuhui was crying so hard that the earth shook, and she had no time to care about anything else. She didn't dare to look at her for too long, because if she did, she would feel even worse and wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

Lu Anguo, however, scanned the corpse from head to toe once more with his eyes—

Hmm? Something seems off...

Lu Anguo frowned, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the lower half of the corpse as he repeatedly confirmed in his mind.

Soldiers are always more perceptive of the physical characteristics of others, let alone Lu Zhengjun, who is Lu Anguo's own son. How could he not know the physical condition of his own son?

This height is definitely correct. Given the impact of the explosion and fire, it's perfectly normal for it to shrink by one or two centimeters. A person's proportions won't change!