Chapter 92: Receive the coffin! Are the two brothers resurrected from the dead?
He Zhaojun had been living in a daze these past few days, until her younger brother He Yuan came knocking on her door.
"Sister, sister, please come out quickly! I'm waiting for you! Didn't you say that brother is coming back? Go pick them up!"
Yes, poor He Yuan, he was still young and had a very close relationship with his brothers. His family didn’t even dare to tell him that his two brothers would never come back.
Mother Fu was also wearing a plain dress: "Miss, go pick up the two generals and go home." She wiped her tears, and her cloudy eyes hid deep sadness.
He Zhaojun sat in front of the dressing table and let Fu's mother change her clothes.
"I'm looking forward to this day, hoping that my two brothers will rush out from the ranks and tell me that this is just a joke. But I'm also afraid of seeing their clothes in the coffins accompanying the army."
For a long moment, she stared blankly at herself in the mirror, trying to force a calm smile. "Do I look okay? Don't scare my little brother."
Mother Fu nodded: "The young lady is the strongest..." As she spoke, she almost burst into tears again.
He Zhaojun patted her hands to comfort her. Mother Fu was her wet nurse, a servant of the He family. She had practically watched this generation of the He family grow up to this day. How could she not be sad after losing two of their husbands in a row?
He Zhaojun held He Yuan's hand and came to Zhongyi Hall. Her father He Yong, as well as her other brothers and sisters-in-law, were all dressed and ready to go to the city gate to welcome the triumphant army.
"Father..." He Zhaojun called softly.
Before He Yong could say anything, there was a commotion at the door. "Who?! How dare you trespass into the Cavalry General's Mansion? Be on guard!"
Everyone looked at each other and hurried to the courtyard, only to see the gate open. Two tall men with disheveled hair and blood all over their bodies were revealed. Only their teeth were still white. They were grinning, holding a personal soldier with one hand, and laughing heartily.
He Yong stood there in a daze, wondering if he had seen it wrongly: "Shan'er? Chuan'er? ...Is it really you?"
When the two men saw He Yong, they immediately let go of each other's hands and ran towards the courtyard, supporting each other: "Father! Son is back! Son... Ouch!"
Before He Shan could finish his words, he was slapped in the face. His eldest sister-in-law had just finished her confinement and rushed to He Shan with her daughter in her arms, slapping him hard in the face.
"You promised that you would come back safely... I once thought..." She stopped talking and burst into tears.
He Shan quickly embraced his wife, not caring about the blood on his face and body, and kissed her again and again. However, his appearance really frightened his little daughter, and the baby burst into tears.
Yet, He Zhaojun still felt like she was dreaming. Her two brothers, whose deaths had been reported, were now standing before her, full of life, as if they were real. If this was all a dream, she would rather never wake up.
"Eldest brother, second brother, you...you are not...wow, the battle report said that you were dead, I said it was impossible!" He Zhaojun was incoherent. The fear that had been suppressed for many days finally could not be suppressed, and she burst into tears.
He Chuan leaned over and said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you very much. You are a great contributor. Don't cry." As he said that, he lifted up his robe, found a relatively clean place, and wiped He Zhaojun's tears.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. How come you have lost so much weight? Did that kid from the Lou family bully you?" He Shan spoke gruffly, but his wife secretly tugged at the corner of his clothes, signaling him to stop talking.
The two brothers looked at each other and realized that something was wrong with He Zhaojun.
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