The search area narrowed down immediately. Jing Yan discovered that the person had already left Pingkang City and gone to Pinggu Town, which was 400 miles away.
The matter was of great importance, and he had to go there in person.
Yue Jiang and Jing Yan hadn't seen each other for two years, so the short separation wasn't a big deal. However, this time she felt a tightness in her chest, as if something was about to happen. She leaned against Jing Yan's chest, lingering in his embrace, and whispered some words of advice.
"Your Highness, please be careful not to inflict any more wounds on yourself. It pains me to see you like this every night."
Yue Jiang gently stroked Jing Yan's chest, and he took her hand and chuckled, "Yes, I will be careful. I know that even if I get hurt, Jiang'er will apply medicine for me when I get back."
Yue Jiang looked up at him and joked, "The medicine is too expensive, I don't want to give it to Your Highness."
Jing Yan smiled faintly: "Okay, I won't hurt her, I won't let Jiang'er feel heartache."
...
Jing Yan set off early the next morning, and Yue Jiang left Zhang'er in the care of Jing Huaixu and Empress Ye while she went to Prince Jing's residence to lend a hand.
Apart from the fact that more guests arrived on the second day of the mourning period, and more female relatives chatted with Yue Jiang, nothing else happened.
...
Once the mourning period is over, Zheng Yutong's cenotaph at the Prince Jing's Mansion should be laid to rest, and Zheng Yutong's remains in the palace should be returned to her hometown.
Yue Jiang learned that Jing Lu's coffin would also be sent out of the palace for burial. Jing Lu's grave was chosen on the South Mountain outside the city, a place with beautiful scenery and few people.
There was no pomp and circumstance, only a procession of eunuchs attending the funeral.
Jing Huaixu finally showed a hint of heartache for his son. Yue Jiang sent Zhang'er over, and Jing Huaixu held him quietly for a long time.
In order not to miss the time of the funeral procession at Prince Jing's residence, Yue Jiang entrusted Zhang'er to rush out of the palace.
Prince Jing's Residence.
Jing Shuo was already fed up with the constant funeral music playing in his house and the need to wear a white cloth around his neck.
Upon learning that Jing Lu's coffin would be buried on the same day as Zheng Yutong's, he laughed angrily, constantly untying the white cloth in his hands.
“These two cousins are truly devoted to each other. They were not born together, but they died on the same day. I’d like to see what kind of trouble Jinglu’s ghost can cause. I’m going to dig him up now.”
The attendant beside him was shocked upon hearing this. He reminded him, "Your Highness, the Princess Consort also needs to be buried. If you leave, who will be in charge of the front courtyard and the mansion?"
Jing Shuo didn't dare to waste a moment. He found a few trusted confidants and hurriedly slipped away through the back door, leaving behind these words.
"Isn't my sister-in-law coming soon? If anyone asks me, just say that I cried so much that the Princess Consort fainted and is resting. Don't bother me unless it's necessary."
After Jing Shuo left the mansion, an unfamiliar servant carried firecrackers into various rooms of the Prince Jing's mansion.
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