Sunlight bathed the earth, dispelling the thin frost on the mountain meadows, but Yun Chuan City was shrouded in solemnity.

The deep tolling of bells echoed between heaven and earth, and banners fluttered, carrying a hint of sorrow.

Jiang Luoluo was dressed in a snow-white mourning dress, her slender hands holding a heavy black wooden box. The fire was extremely large, burning everything in its path. Yang Zhong and Gu Boyuan filled the black box with the ashes from near the two coffins.

"General Jiang's heroic spirit returns, and the vast land stands in solemn silence."

"May the spirit of the physician protect our Great Qi soldiers for eternity."

At the chief priest's shout, all the soldiers in uniform knelt down, clasped their hands, and stood solemnly silent with tragic expressions.

Jiang Luoluo opened the wooden box and scattered handfuls of ash into the Huimin River in Yunchuan City.

Jiang Luoluo gazed at the shimmering river. Her parents should have arrived safely in Jiaozhou by now.

The sacrificial ceremony lasted until sunset. Jiang Luoluo, who had been standing all day, felt exhausted. She and Dingdang returned to Yunlai Residence.

Yunlaiju is a restaurant owned by Jiang Luoluo's older brother in Yunchuan. Jiang Luoluo stays here every time she comes to Yunchuan. All the managers and waiters know Jiang Luoluo and Dingdang.

The waiter quickly brought hot water, and Jiang Luoluo comfortably soaked in the wooden tub. Dingdang went downstairs to order some side dishes. After being busy for so many days, she hadn't had a proper meal. Now that things had settled down, Jiang Luoluo said she would treat Dingdang to a good meal.

Yao Shiyu has been keeping her head down for the past two days, afraid that Xie Yizhi will recognize her. In Gu Boyuan's eyes, this means that she is grieving for her deceased master.

Gu Boyuan gently comforted her, "It's normal for people to be born, grow old, get sick, and die. Shiyu, don't worry too much."

Yao Shiyu shook her head and reminded him, "Brother Boyuan, General Jiang is dead. You were the person he trusted most. The Flying Feather Army's military tally should have been kept by you, but now it has fallen into Prince Yi's hands. Don't you think there's something fishy about that?"

Over the past two days, Gu Boyuan has also realized the problem. He had clearly met Jiang Chengfeng before and even mentioned the Flying Feather Army. How come Prince Yi suddenly appeared out of nowhere? He himself was puzzled.

After much deliberation, he decided to go to Jiang Luoluo and ask her what Jiang Chengfeng had told her before he died.

"General Gu, please return. My young lady does not wish to see you!" Dingdang reached out to stop Gu Boyuan.

Gu Boyuan looked eager to barge into the room. "I'm her fiancé. She's feeling down right now, so I should be by her side."

With a clang, the longsword was drawn. "Miss has already given you enough face. Don't force me to say anything unpleasant."

Gu Boyuan stood at the door and called into the house, "Luo Luo, things aren't what you think. I was just feeling down that night and got drunk. There's nothing between Shi Yu and me. Don't be angry with me. Give me a chance, and I'll explain things to you properly."

"Dingdang, tell him to get out!" Jiang Luoluo's impatient voice came from inside the house.

Dingdang gestured for him to leave, "Young General Gu, Miss said you should get lost."

Several hotel guests peeked over to look in their direction. Feeling embarrassed, Gu Boyuan reluctantly went downstairs and left Yunlaiju.

Jiang Luoluo felt nauseous and shivered all over whenever she thought of Liu Dayong's severed finger rolling in front of her.

She felt the dead memories attacking her again. She remembered that after her first anatomy class at medical school, her nose was still filled with the pungent smell of formaldehyde for half a month. The sight of pork made her stomach churn. At that time, she didn't eat a single bite of pork for a year and a half.

For the past two days, whenever she sees anything with even a little bit of oil, she experiences constant acid reflux and feels nauseous and wants to vomit.

In order not to disturb Dingdang's enjoyment of eating, Jiang Luoluo made an excuse that she needed to take a hot bath for a while and let Dingdang go downstairs to eat first.

Anyway, with Gu Boyuan gone, Jiang Luoluo was happy to have some peace and quiet. Dingdang added some hot water for Jiang Luoluo and then went downstairs.

Night falls and the city lights come on.

Jiang Luoluo leaned against the edge of the wooden tub, just about to drift off to sleep, when she suddenly heard the window creak.

She quickly sat up straight in the bathtub and asked, "Dingdang, are you done eating so soon?"

Outside, however, all was silent, and no one responded.

Jiang Luoluo cautiously got out of the bathtub, grabbed a light purple strapless dress and put it on, then put on a purple long shirt with embossed dark patterns over it.

Xie Yizhi leaped through the window and stood still inside. He inadvertently caught a glimpse of a slender figure behind the screen. He quickly looked away, but his ears turned as red as if they were bleeding.

As soon as Jiang Luoluo stepped out, she saw that tall, dark figure.

She was both surprised and terrified. She had witnessed the ruthlessness of the person in front of her before. She tentatively asked, "What brings Your Highness Prince Yi here so late at night?"

Xie Yizhi turned around and looked up at Jiang Luoluo. Her black hair was simply tied up with a ribbon, hanging down her shoulders, forming a stark contrast with her slender and fair neck.

The purple pajamas he wore made him look like a lotus emerging from water, and his pair of delicate, fair feet rested lightly on the thin blanket in the room.

Instead of answering, Xie Yizhi asked, "Is Miss Jiang hiding something from me?"

His voice was deep and cold, like a chilling wind, making Jiang Luoluo's heart tighten.

Xie Yizhi caught a fleeting glimpse of fear beneath Jiang Luoluo's trembling eyelashes.

Is she afraid of him?

Jiang Luoluo obediently shook her head, "Your Highness, I don't know which matter you are asking about?"

At this moment, she is like an innocent and naive little white rabbit, but when she is scheming against Liu Dayong, she is like a big bad wolf. Jiang Luoluo, how many faces do you have?

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