Chapter 193: Pretend to be dead
Gu Huan's face darkened, and she waved her arm, "All soldiers of the Mu family army, escort Duke Yong and the other heroes back home!"
Deputy General Qi's eyes were red, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Duke Yong, all the heroes, we are going home!"
The soldiers stepped heavily on the snow and shouted loudly: "Duke Yong, heroes, we are going home!"
The people welcoming the coffin also cried out: "Duke Yong, heroes, we are going home!"
For a while, the crying was endless.
Deputy General Qi led the elite troops in black armor to clear the way.
A dozen black-armored guards rushed to Yuan Zhongyong's sedan chair and shouted in unison: "Get out!"
The sedan chair was immediately overturned on the side of the road. The guards of the Tianwu Army did not dare to speak and quickly retreated.
Mu Junyan's coffin was placed in a tent in the center of the official residence. White banners and white palace lanterns were hung everywhere in the official residence.
Gu Huan stood in front of the coffin in mourning clothes, unable to calm the boiling blood in her heart for a long time.
The prefect of Juzhou and Deputy General Qi stood aside.
Gu Huan forced herself to calm down and asked in a deep voice, "Deputy General Qi, should we follow military rules and report the death of Duke Yong to the capital?"
Deputy General Qi: "The news of his death has been sent by express at a distance of 800 miles. It will take at least ten days to reach the capital. But the military report has not been written. The Duke of Yong's Mansion has not sent any message either."
She didn't understand military affairs, and it was inconvenient for her to interfere and ask more questions.
There was no news from the Yongguo Mansion, which meant that the old lady didn't know about it yet.
She was thinking that the peace delegation's visit might be related to the ambush of Mu Junyan and his men.
Just look at who is in charge of the peace negotiation mission and you will know.
She turned around and bowed to the two men with tears in her eyes, which frightened them so much that they quickly bowed in return.
Gu Huan said in a hoarse voice: "No matter what happens, we must send Duke Yong and the fallen heroes off properly."
Deputy General Qi felt a little sorry to see her shaky and yet trying hard to hold on.
He whispered, "Madam, you don't have to worry. The army has a ritual for burying soldiers who died in battle. The funeral of Duke Yong must be held in the capital, and a simple one will be held in Juzhou. I will arrange everything, and Madam, just take care of the reception."
Gu Huan nodded: "Thank you, General Qi."
Just as Deputy General Qi was about to go and get busy, he was stopped by Gu Huan.
"I want to change clothes for the Duke, is that okay?"
Deputy General Qi was stunned and glanced at the coffin: "We have changed new clothes for the Duke. It's just that he was burned so badly that he can't be seen. I'm afraid that the lady will be sad if she sees it."
Gu Huan became even sadder after hearing this.
His majestic figure was burned beyond recognition...
Zhou Zhilan cried and advised: "Madam, why don't you change the burial clothes after returning to Beijing? There is nothing prepared here."
Chen Li frowned: "It's better not to open the coffin, otherwise the body will rot quickly."
They were all worried that Gu Huan would not be able to control her grief after seeing the corpse and might hurt the baby in her belly.
Gu Huan had no choice but to listen to the advice.
Zhou Zhilan and her friends, together with Akabane and the others, quickly set up the mourning hall.
Gu Huan knelt on the mat, crying and burning paper.
In order to prevent Gu Huan from working too hard, all those who came to worship from Juzhou City were kept outside the curtain.
Yuan Zhongyong's carriage was overturned, and he was injured even more. He screamed in pain, but he insisted on being carried back to the official residence.
Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the black-armored guards and was not allowed to enter, and was told to go to the government post station to rest.
He refused and kept shouting at the door.
"I am the imperial envoy. If you hinder me, you are deceiving the emperor!"
The rank of the people present was not as high as his, so they kept silent, but guarded the door tightly and refused to let him in.
But their shouting would disturb Mu Junyan's soul.
Gu Huan was furious. She stood up, rushed out of the curtain and ran straight to the door.
Her red eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If you don't shut up, I'll have your mouths sewn shut!"
Yuan Zhongyong was frightened by her terrifying appearance and stammered: "You, you dare! I am an official appointed by the court... What are you going to do..."
Chiyu and Shen Li stepped forward at the same time. Chiyu clamped his chin and forced him to open his mouth. Shen Li quickly threw something into his mouth.
Yuan Zhongyong's throat suddenly became furious and he wanted to curse, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
Gu Huan glanced around coldly: "This is Juzhou City. If any of you dare to disturb the heroic spirit of the Duke again, I promise that you will never be able to return!"
The Tianwu Army dared not say a word.
There were only a dozen of them, and they definitely didn't dare to go against the Mu family army.
Gu Huan didn't want to see this bastard again, so she waved her hand and said, "Send him to the government post station."
Several people from the Tianwu Army quickly lifted the man up and ran away.
Just as Gu Huan was about to turn around, she saw a familiar figure flash by.
"Red Flame?"
Akabane quickly looked in the direction of his gaze and saw a black shadow disappear into the darkness.
He whispered, "It's really him."
"When did he come to Juzhou?" Gu Huan was a little confused.
"I don't know. I haven't received any news."
Now that you're here, why don't you show up?
Gu Huan didn't have the mind to care about anything else; she just felt upset.
"Sister Zhilan, please keep watch for me. I don't want to be disturbed."
After saying that, she turned around and went back to the coffin, kneeling on the mat, burning paper and crying.
"Mu Junyan, I can't believe you're dead. I tried my best to change this outcome. I practiced martial arts, studied business, and learned government affairs, but why is it still like this? I didn't even have the chance to be with you, and you were gone!"
Gu Huan was crying so sadly that she didn't notice that there was a man standing behind the curtain behind the coffin.
The severed hands were clenched into fists, and the knuckles turned white.
"No matter how much paper money I give you, can you be reborn? I am just a weak woman. I have tried my best to be strong. I have tried my best to stand shoulder to shoulder with you and face the evil spirits together. But you passed away before I learned it. What about our child? Those people want to cut off the roots of the Mu family. How can I protect your only bloodline?"
Gu Huan became more and more sad as she spoke, and she lay down on the mat and cried bitterly.
A pair of black boots suddenly appeared in front of her, and the man leaned over to pick her up and carried her sideways.
Gu Huan was so frightened that she almost screamed out, but when she suddenly saw the handsome face enlarged in front of her, the scream was stuck in her throat and her whole body froze.
Pretending to be dead?
She stared blankly at the person who was also staring at her, her mind going blank.
Mu Junyan stared at her excitedly and hugged her carefully, not daring to use force for fear of hurting her lower abdomen.
Looking at her horrified face, Mu Junyan felt helpless.
Trying to slow down your voice, you asked softly, "Do you have a child?"
Gu Huan's trembling eyelashes were covered with tears, and she stammered: "You, you..."
Mu Junyan sighed and whispered, "I was resurrected by your crying."
Gu Huan: “…”
It took Gu Huan a long while to come back to her senses. She reached out and pinched his face in disbelief.
"You're not dead? You're really not dead?"
Mu Junyan made a gesture to keep quiet, and Gu Huan suddenly understood.
In a stingy voice, he asked, "Did you fake your death?"
Mu Junyan blinked and nodded.
Gu Huan suddenly hugged his neck and started crying.
Mu Junyan's heart softened as he gently stroked her back to comfort her.
The more Gu Huan thought about it, the angrier she became. The child and she had been frightened for a whole day and night, and this guy had actually faked his own death without informing them in advance.
The angrier she got, the more aggrieved she felt. She stretched out her little fist and punched him hard on the back. After a few punches, she heard him groan softly.
She was scared back by the crying sound, and asked nervously in a small voice: "Are you hurt?"
Mu Junyan looked aggrieved: "Burns."
Gu Huan looked at him with tears in her eyes. She felt so aggrieved that she burst into tears.
Mu Junyan: "..."
Is this not enough to appease me?
In order to make it look realistic and to deceive some people, he had to be very careful.
No one knew except Lieutenant General Qi and Chi Yan's scout camp.
Chiyu and Zhou Zhilan were waiting outside the tent, and they felt uncomfortable listening to Gu Huan crying heartbreakingly.
The lady is so pitiful.
Just when I became pregnant, my husband died in the war.
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