That day, Jiang Si cheered up and got busy.

Yu Jin will be heading south tomorrow, so even if he is travelling with a small entourage, he has to pack his luggage early.

In the past, Yu Jin would definitely prevent Jiang Si from worrying about these things. Keeping so many maids and servants is not for idleness, why should the mistress worry about it?

But now he was happy to see Jiang Si busy.

When people are busy, they don't care about sadness.

The next day was cloudy.

The cold wind was blowing and thick clouds were rolling in the sky, just like Jiang Si's depressed mood at the moment.

"Let's go back. It's cold outside and Ah Huan can't stand it." Yu Jin gently stroked her ginger cheeks and tucked the wind-blown hair behind her ears.

Jiang Si nodded, took Ah Huan from the nurse, and said softly, "Ah Huan, your father is going on a long journey."

Little Ah Huan stared at his young father with his eyes like black grapes, ignorantly.

A little baby naturally doesn't understand the pain of separation.

But both adults felt unhappy.

This farewell is not as simple as an ordinary long journey.

Yu Jin took Ah Huan and patted him gently, then said, "Ah Huan, Dad is out, you have to listen to your mother, stop crying, stop peeing..."

After holding her daughter and talking for an unknown amount of time, Yu Jin handed her back to the nurse, kissed Jiang Si on the forehead, and said hoarsely, "I'm leaving. Don't worry, I will definitely bring Jiang Zhan back."

Watching Yu Jin riding away on his horse, Ah Huan started crying for some reason.

Jiang Si held Ah Huan in his arms, and coaxed her with a sad heart: "Ah Huan, be good, don't cry, your father and uncle will be back soon..."

After he finished speaking, Aqiao and Aman, who were standing behind him, couldn't help but shed tears silently.

After coaxing Ah Huan, Jiang Si told the wet nurse to take good care of the child, then got on the carriage and rushed to the Dongping Marquis's Mansion.

The entire Dongping Marquis's Mansion has been shrouded in a gloom these past few days; even the weathered stone lion at the door looks listless.

Jiang Si walked in quickly and asked the servant who was accompanying him, "Where is Master Bo?"

"My uncle is with the old lady."

Jiang Si hurried to Cixin Hall, and when he reached the door, he heard a quarrel coming from inside.

"We can't treat the funeral now. Zhan'er hasn't come back yet!"

Madam Feng shouted, "You are so stupid! The palace has already informed the Bo's Mansion that Zhan'er's body has not been found. Are you going to waste time like this and let Zhan'er not be buried in the ancestral tomb, or even have a cenotaph?"

"Mother, there's no need to persuade me. Zhan'er is my son. I will wait!"

Madam Feng sneered: "Zhan'er is your son, my grandson, and the heir of the Bo Mansion. I will not allow you to go on like this!"

If Jiang Zhan's death is delayed, the palace will not compensate the Bo Mansion immediately, and it will be even more impossible to re-ennoble him as the Crown Prince.

Jiang Si pushed the door open and walked in, sneering: "Grandmother, you are too impatient. The bodies of the fallen soldiers haven't even been transported back to the capital yet, and you're already holding a funeral for my second brother?"

Facing Jiang Si, Madam Feng had to slow down her tone: "Your second brother's body has not been found. What's the point of waiting for the bodies of fallen soldiers to be transported back? Instead of this, it is better to bury him early and build a tomb for him, so that his family can have some comfort."

Jiang Si said in a cold tone: "Grandma, please stop deceiving yourself. My second brother died for the country before he was even twenty. How can the grief of his family be comforted by a cenotaph?"

"What can we do? Are you going to give up until your second brother's body is found? Will you keep waiting like this for a year or two? What if you never find it?" Old Madam Feng asked with a sullen face.

"The prince went to look for it."

Madam Feng and Jiang Ancheng were both surprised: "What?"

Jiang Si said calmly, "Today, the prince is traveling south to look for the remains of my second brother."

Her tone was cold, but every word sounded like thunder to Madam Feng's ears.

Madam Feng asked incredulously, "Your Highness is traveling south to look for your second brother?"

Jiang Si nodded: "Yes."

Madam Feng opened her mouth, and after a long while she couldn't help but say, "The prince should go in person--"

This is too puzzling. The Bo family hasn't even thought about going to look for it themselves.

Jiang Si looked at Madam Feng deeply and said lightly, "It's not strange for the prince to go there in person. I am his wife and my second brother is his uncle. Isn't it his duty to help at this time?"

Old Madam Feng was secretly surprised, and her intention to urge Jiang Ancheng to hold the funeral as soon as possible faded. She even suppressed the idea of ​​proposing to confer a title on Jiang Cang.

The Prince of Yan valued the fourth girl more than she had imagined, and when Jiang Zhan had just died, he asked her to make Jiang Cang the crown prince, but the fourth girl would never agree.

Rather than making a scene and then compromising, it is better not to bring up the issue for the time being and cause yourself trouble.

Jiang Ancheng was deeply moved, and said with all his heart, "Why didn't you tell me? You shouldn't have let the prince go."

The south is in such chaos, his son is already gone, and if anything happens to his son-in-law, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

"Don't worry, father. A-jin knows what to do. You should treat him as your own son. Don't handle any troubles by yourself in the future. Just send someone to the palace to inform A-jin and me." Jiang Si said this and glanced at Old Madam Feng with the corner of his eye.

Old Madam Feng’s expression was slightly stiff.

Is the fourth girl saying this to her?

She had lived to such an old age, yet she was actually scolded by her granddaughter. She must have felt very upset, but there was nothing she could do except pretend that she didn't understand.

There is still a fig leaf at the moment, but once it is revealed, it will be even more shameful.

At this moment, Old Madam Feng was filled with emotion again.

There are so many granddaughters in the mansion, why is it that the fourth girl, who has the most eccentric personality, has risen to prominence?

I have to say, this is fate.

Looking at her granddaughter with a cold expression, Old Lady Feng felt confused and frustrated.

"Grandma, Father, I'm going back home first. If there's anything, please send someone to deliver the letter."

Jiang Ancheng nodded: "The prince is not at home, you have to take good care of Ah Huan. Yi'er, please send your fourth sister off for me."

Jiang Yi accompanied Jiang Si towards the gate.

Along the way, there was a brief silence between the two sisters. Finally, Jiang Si asked first, "Sister, how has father slept and eaten these days?"

Jiang Yi sighed: "What else can we do? It will take time to heal. Fourth sister, you too, the prince is not around, you have to take care of yourself and the children. Second brother... Second brother is already like this, we have to take better care of ourselves..."

"I know. It's not convenient for me to stay in the Earl's House all day. Big sister, please take good care of my father for me."

"I will, don't worry, Fourth Sister."

The sisters stood at the door and talked for a while, then the red door next door suddenly opened and a young man walked out.

Jiang Si was slightly startled and recognized the person.

The person who walked out was the former son of the Yongchang Earl and now the Yongchang Earl - Xie Yinlou.

Jiang Si quickly calculated in his mind.

The three years of mourning for parents is actually 27 months. More than two years have passed quickly, and now the Xie brothers and sisters have finished the mourning period.

Xie Yin stood on the steps for a moment, then walked towards the two sisters.