Chapter 316: Pretend to be dead!

No, impossible!

The one who died was that bitch Shen! How could it be her son Wei'an!?

Madam He stopped crying immediately, as if she was pricked by something. She suddenly shook her head violently, trying to get rid of the absurd and terrible thought that suddenly popped up in her mind!

Suddenly, a figure in mourning clothes rushed out from the side corridor, crying and wailing, followed by a group of people, and rushed straight to the coffin!

"Vian! My husband!"

"How could you have the heart... How could you have the heart to leave me like this?!!"

The woman's shrill cries were so heartbreaking that they shook the entire mourning hall in an instant. The guests with shallow eye sockets had already begun to shed tears!

“…?” Shen, Shen Xinrou? Old Madam He thought she was hallucinating because of her old age and bleary eyes, and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

When the figure came into view clearly, she was struck by lightning. Her dry lips trembled and her teeth chattered.

“How, how, how…why is it Shen Xinrou?!”

"Isn't she... isn't she already dead?!"

Shen Xinrou seemed to be completely oblivious to the guests in the room. She threw herself desperately onto the cold coffin, her body shaking violently.

She gasped twice, and then burst into even more mournful howls...

"Wei'an, Wei'an! You're so cruel and leave me like this. How am I supposed to live from now on? Why don't I just go with you?"

Before her sorrowful wails had died down, she suddenly stepped back, as if to ram her head into the heavy cypress coffin!

"lady!!!"

Mother Qi and the veiled Shen Ying'er hurried forward and hugged Shen Xinrou tightly.

Seeing that her body was a little unable to support her, Shen Ying'er secretly gave her an injection to boost her energy.

He glanced at the people in the room. Shen Xinrou was still crying and struggling, "Let me go! Don't stop me... Just let me, just let me go with the master!"

"My son has already married and started a family! There is still a kind and virtuous widowed sister-in-law in the mansion who can take care of the household..."

"I have nothing to worry about in this life... Wei'an and I have been together since we were little, and we've come this far through hardships. I can't let him go alone like this!"

“Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu…”

Shen Xinrou's hair was disheveled and her face was as pale as paper. She looked heartbroken and determined to die, which moved everyone present and made them feel choked up.

The Shen family members who came with her were even more distressed...

He Wei'an was only in his forties and had always been in good health. How could he just be gone like that? His passing was too sudden!

Suddenly...

Suddenly, a series of knocking sounds came from the heavy cypress coffin, which became faster and faster!

"Boom! Boom boom boom!"

“Boom boom boom boom boom…”

The faces of everyone in the room instantly lost all color. As they looked at each other, the mourning hall suddenly fell silent and fell into a dead silence.

Madam He stared at Shen Xinrou with her cloudy eyes, frowned, then looked at the coffin that was so close, and suddenly woke up.

She stamped her feet in anxiety, frowned, and screamed at the servants, "Open the coffin! Quick! Open the coffin quickly!"

Several servants were suddenly startled and rushed forward to pry open the coffin nails and push the heavy coffin lid open.

The moment the coffin lid was opened, He Weian, whose clothes were disheveled, gasped for breath and suddenly sat up from inside the coffin!

Upon seeing this, little Tangbao, who had been hiding behind the crowd and sitting in a wheelchair, straightened his back instantly, and his big eyes became bright.

"Wow..." She clapped her hands and said happily, "He's back from the dead! He's back from the dead! Haha, in broad daylight, he's actually back from the dead! How interesting!"

The guests finally woke up from their dream and huddled together in fear.

Someone reacted instantly and turned to look at Tang Bao in disbelief...

He blurted out in surprise: "Your Highness! You...you...when did you wake up!?" Such a big thing, I never heard anyone from the Imperial Hospital mention it!

Wake up, wake up!

After waiting for so long, the Crown Princess finally woke up!

This is such great news! Daliang is saved!

Everyone was extremely excited and happy, and subconsciously squeezed towards Xiao Tangbao, but they were stopped by the disguised secret guards and could not get close at all.

Shen Ying'er was also suddenly startled and subconsciously looked at Xiao Tangbao.

When her eyes met with Chengfeng who was pushing the little guy, Chengfeng shrugged helplessly at Shen Ying'er, and then stared at Tang Bao's little head lovingly.

"Hehe..." Little Tang Bao narrowed his eyes and smiled sweetly, saying in a baby voice, "I woke up yesterday. I originally wanted to go to the palace to see my great-grandmother and the emperor's uncle, but when I saw you all heading to the He Mansion, I followed you!"

Just woke up and ran to the mourning hall?

Hehe... hehe...

While they were happy, some people in the crowd couldn't help but twitch their lips - this Princess Zhaoning, it turned out, was still the same as always...she loved to join in the fun!

From now on, there will probably be endless gossip to be heard in Xijing City!!

Little Tangbao was leaning on a wheelchair padded with countless layers of soft cushions, swinging his short legs leisurely, but his eyes were fixed on the coffin opposite him.

Seeing the Crown Princess with supernatural powers here, the people who were originally terrified and wanted to escape immediately calmed down and even mustered up the courage to look at the person in the coffin...

After seeing that his "death appearance" was not horrible, everyone said in unison:

"Master He...if you still have any unfulfilled wishes, please tell us, tell the young prince. Maybe...it will come true!"

"Yes, yes, as long as you have merits, or... or money, no matter what it is, your Highness and I will definitely see to it! You... you should just go back to your coffin and rest!"

He Weian, who was nearly suffocated to death, was shocked and frightened. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and fire was almost spitting out of his eyes.

Looking at the people in the room, his eyelids twitched wildly. He quickly gathered his clothes, suppressed his fear, and pretended to be calm.

"Mis-misunderstanding!"

"It's all a misunderstanding!"

“Cough cough cough cough…”

"Um, Mr. He... Mr. He suddenly fell ill yesterday and was unable to breathe. That's why the doctor misdiagnosed him and caused such a big mistake. It's definitely not some fake death..."

"Huh?" He had barely finished his words when he heard the little Tang Bao, who had been in a coma for nearly a year and seemed to be unable to move, crisply say, "But Master He... why is there another person lying in your coffin?"

Hearing this, He Weian felt a sudden rush of fear in his heart and immediately felt a heat in his body.

He pretended not to hear what Xiao Tangbao said, and angrily said to the servants with a cold face:

"Why don't you send the guests away quickly!?"