Chapter 953 Xiao Zhan is not dead?
"Please leave for a while. I want to talk to him alone." Jiang Xue requested.
The three of them left the front hall silently. Jiang Xue looked at Xiao Zhan, then suddenly climbed into the coffin and snuggled up to him: "Yun Che, I'm so tired, can you accompany me to rest for a while?"
After saying that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in his arms.
When she woke up again, Xiao Zhan was looking at her and smiling gently.
She held his hand tightly: "Yun Che, you are not dead!"
"I'm alive."
Xiao Zhan hugged her tightly, his voice gentle but firm: "As long as I live in your heart, I will never leave. Xiaoxue, promise me that you will take good care of yourself and don't force yourself."
"Yun Che!" Jiang Xue called softly.
"Live on, and live strong with my share!" His words were full of power.
Jiang Xue knew it was a dream, but she didn't want to wake up because this way she could be with Xiao Zhan.
However, the dream would eventually fade away. She wiped away her tears and gently kissed the corner of his lips: "Yun Che, I want to take you home."
When facing Lan Feng, her tone became decisive: "Now that the country of Qian is in trouble and has also formed an alliance with Tianshui, Xixia will inevitably be defeated. The rest of the things are left to you. I want to take Yun Che back to the capital."
"Understood, Princess."
Lan Feng replied: "I will lead the soldiers to capture every city and avenge Yun Che."
"Very good." Jiang Xue's eyes revealed deep determination.
In order to ensure that Xiao Zhan's body was intact, Jiang Xiaoan placed warm jade and special sachets in his coffin.
During the journey, Jiang Xue hardly said a word except whispering to the coffin.
Despite this, she still insisted on eating to prevent her body from breaking down.
When they arrived in the capital, the ministers were already waiting outside the city gate.
Everyone was shocked to see the coffins of Jiang Xue and Xiao Zhan, both dressed in mourning clothes.
As a princess, she would only wear mourning clothes when the person closest to her passed away - and now, she chose to do so for Xiao Zhan.
In the crowd, Feng Ziqing rushed forward, raised his hand, and slapped Jiang Xue hard. She did not dodge, and the blow landed on her face, as if she accepted the judgment of fate.
Feng Ziqing glared at Jiang Xue and asked, "You ended Yun Che's life with your own hands, why are you still pretending to be innocent? I will never let you go easily, such a vicious woman."
Jiang Xue looked at Feng Ziqing in silence, without making any excuses for herself. When Xiao Zhan's body was sent back to the capital, she knew that the Feng family would definitely come to greet him in person.
Since Mrs. Feng was in poor health and was not suitable to go out, Lin Yin, as her cousin-in-law, was not convenient to show up, and her two younger brothers were still young, so she decided to recall Feng Ziqing who was practicing in the temple.
She had expected Feng Ziqing to have this reaction.
Since the fact that Xiao Zhan was shot and killed was undeniable, she accepted the slap.
Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Feng Ziqing was about to attack again, but was stopped by a childish but firm voice: "Mother, please stop."
Feng Ziqing turned around and looked at the little emperor Jiang Heng in surprise: "Your Majesty, this Jiang Xue killed your cousin, why can't I teach her a lesson?"
Jiang Heng walked up to his mother and said calmly, "I have learned the truth of the matter.
"My aunt had to take action to relieve my uncle's suffering, not to kill him. They both devoted their lives to the country, and my mother should not blame my aunt."
Feng Ziqing was both shocked and angry. She didn't expect her five-year-old son to show the majesty of an emperor and speak such mature words.
What was even more difficult for her to accept was that Jiang Heng seemed to care more about Jiang Xue than his biological mother.
"Your Majesty!" Feng Ziqing tried to explain.
Jiang Heng interrupted, "There's no need to say more, mother. Let's deal with my cousin's funeral first."
Then, he took Jiang Xue's hand and said, "Let's send our cousin home together."
The streets in the city were filled with mourning people, and memories came to Jiang Xue's mind - the last time she saw such a scene was when she and Xiao Zhan escorted the coffins of her two brothers back home.
Now, the person lying in the coffin is Xiao Zhan.
The two brothers of the Feng family, and now Xiao Zhan, have all sacrificed their lives for the country, becoming a legend and an object of admiration.
Back at Feng Mansion, Lin Yin had already arranged everything. Jiang Xue thought of Feng Tianyu who sacrificed himself to protect them, but at this moment, she chose to bury this sadness deep in her heart.
To her, her husband had become her hero six years earlier and there was no need to mention him again.
"aunt!"
Jiang Heng held her hand tightly: "I know that my mother was wrong today. I will protect you."
Jiang Xue squatted down and said to him gently: "Heng'er, even if my cousin uncle is gone, my aunt's feelings will not change. As long as I have him in my heart, he will never disappear."
Jiang Xue softly expressed her feelings for Xiao Zhan and her determination to be his wife. Her deep affection was touching.
Jiang Heng looked at his aunt, his eyes full of innocence: "If this can make your aunt happy, then let's do it."
"It really makes her happy."
Jiang Xue said softly: "Aunt has always had two wishes: one is to watch you grow up and become a wise monarch; the other is to spend the rest of my life with Xiao Zhan;
Although Yun Che has passed away before me, in my heart, he will always be my husband and will always live in my heart."
"aunt……."
After seven days of rest, it was time for Xiao Zhan's body to be buried.
“I am Yun Che’s wife. I will personally hold his spirit tablet and send him off for the last time.” Jiang Xue had already changed into white mourning clothes and hugged Xiao Zhan’s spirit tablet tightly, saying sadly.
"Second cousin, let's go." She walked towards the final farewell with firm steps.
Lin Yin nodded slightly and agreed.
Along the way, both sides were filled with people dressed in white, bidding farewell quietly.
Jiang Xue held the spirit tablet in her hand, walked at the front of the team, and led this heavy funeral procession.
At this moment, everyone finally understood that the legendary cold-blooded Princess Changle actually had such deep emotions in her heart.
When the team arrived at the city gate, Jiang Xue suddenly stopped and her eyes were attracted by a figure on horseback in front of her.
The spirit tablet in her hand slipped quietly, and her heart seemed to fall to the ground with it.
"Is that the Prime Minister on the horse?" someone whispered.
"Yes, it is him, but I heard that he died for his country. Why is he here now? Could it be that his soul is still here?" another person guessed.
"No, have you ever seen a soul appear in the daytime? He is definitely not dead," the knowledgeable man retorted.
Jiang Xue's heart was beating violently in her chest. She wanted to rush over to confirm whether this was real, but she was afraid that it was just an illusion caused by her excessive longing.
Xiao Zhan rode his horse slowly closer, and the people around him unconsciously stepped back, only Jiang Xue and Jiang Xiaoan stood still.
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