On this day, Xu Yuehuai stood beside the fake corpse, his brows furrowed, as if searching for some clue.
She carefully examined every detail of the corpse, from its clothing and hair ornaments to its skin and bones, hoping to find some useful information.
However, after examining the body for a long time, she found no clues at all. She could only hand the matter over to professionals, hoping they could quickly find out the true background of the body.
In order to strengthen security in the capital, Xu Yuehuai personally ordered increased surveillance both inside and outside the city.
Standing on the city wall, overlooking the bustling city, she knew that only by ensuring the safety of the capital could the investigation be effectively guaranteed.
During this period, Xu Yuehuai's wisdom and courage were fully demonstrated. She not only stabilized the situation in the Prince's mansion but also successfully resolved some potential crises. Her decisions were decisive and wise, earning her great admiration.
However, the origin of the fake corpse remains a mystery, and no useful information has been found at all.
For safety reasons, Xu Yuehuai decided to secretly hold a funeral for Qi Guze using a fake corpse, so that those with ulterior motives would mistakenly believe that she had really been deceived.
The atmosphere at the Qi family home became heavy and solemn. On the day of the funeral, the sky seemed to sense the grief, turning gloomy and covered with dark clouds, as if it might rain at any moment.
Xu Yuehuai wore a long black dress, her expression solemn. There was no smile on her face, and her eyes shone with sorrow. Her demeanor revealed a deep grief and reluctance, as if she had truly lost a dearest and most beloved person.
"Waaaaah—!"
"Waaaaah!"
Although Qi Ziang and Tie Chunsheng were young, they knew the importance of the funeral. They stood beside Xu Yuehuai and cried their hearts out.
Qi Ziang's tears fell like beads from a broken string. He sobbed as he tightly gripped Xu Yuehuai's hand, as if trying to find some comfort from her.
Tie Chunsheng looked bewildered. He didn't quite understand why everyone was so sad, but he imitated Qi Ziang and cried loudly.
Zhou Wan also played an important role at the funeral. She pretended to be particularly sad, with red eyes and a slightly trembling mouth, as if she was truly grieving for Qi Guze's "death".
She wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes from time to time, comforting Xu Yuehuai and the two children with a choked voice.
"Mother, don't be sad! Let the prince go in peace!"
"You still have me as your family! I will always take care of you!"
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At the funeral, Xu Yuehuai personally placed a bouquet of white flowers on the chest of the fake corpse. Her movements were gentle and solemn, as if she were saying goodbye to a real deceased relative.
The surrounding guests were also moved by the funeral, and they came forward to comfort Xu Yuehuai and the two children, expressing their sympathy and condolences.
Please take heart and accept my condolences!
"His Highness certainly wouldn't want to see everyone so heartbroken!"
"Everything will pass, we must keep looking forward!"
Some people were wiping away tears, some were praying softly, and everyone's face was filled with grief and reluctance.
Those who were secretly observing this scene truly believed that Xu Yuehuai had been deceived.
However, only Xu Yuehuai and his group knew that all of this was just a scheme they devised to protect their families.
She didn't actually lose a loved one, but she used her acting skills and genuine emotions to make everyone believe in the character she played.
After the funeral, Xu Yuehuai stood alone in the courtyard, watching the departing guests. Her face still bore the expression of sadness and reluctance, but her eyes shone with a firm and resolute light.
She knew that the funeral had successfully protected her and her family's safety!
Xu Yuehuai took a deep breath and looked at the fake corpse's face, as if she were saying goodbye to a real relative.
Then, she turned and left the courtyard, returning to her own yard, where she temporarily took off those clothes.
The successful holding of the funeral temporarily relieved Xu Yuehuai of her predicament.
However, she knew this was only temporary peace, and the real challenges were yet to come.
Going forward, she will need to continue striving to survive in this complex world. She must remain vigilant and calm to uncover the truth behind the fake corpse.
Xu Yuehuai's figure appeared exceptionally lonely yet resolute in the night. She stood in the courtyard, gazing up at the starry sky, as if searching for some kind of guidance.
Her face showed signs of fatigue, but her eyes shone with determination. She knew she couldn't give up; she had to persevere!
In the days that followed, Xu Yuehuai, like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, silently led his bodyguards in an in-depth investigation.
Her gaze was sharp as an eagle's, meticulously searching every place Qi Guze and Tie Xiong had previously ventured into for any possible overlooked clues. She led Yan Qing and the others through the small towns near the capital, leaving their footprints in everything from narrow alleys to bustling markets.
Xu Yuehuai's patience and perseverance seem to be bottomless. No matter what difficulties and setbacks she faces, she can persevere without wavering.
Her eyes shone with unwavering determination, as if to say, "No matter how hidden the truth may be, I will find it." This steadfast belief filled the guards with admiration for her.
One evening, Xu Yuehuai's patience finally paid off. Outside a small tavern, she saw a person whose figure was remarkably similar to the fake corpse.
Xu Yuehuai's heart raced instantly, and she quickly signaled Yan Qing and the others to follow.
The man seemed oblivious to anything amiss, and staggered into a secluded thatched hut.
Xu Yuehuai and his guards followed closely behind, silently approaching the thatched hut. They held their breath, nervously waiting for the perfect moment.
The moment the man pushed open the door of the thatched hut, Xu Yuehuai rushed forward and knocked him unconscious with a chop to the neck.
The guards quickly brought the scene under control, while Xu Yuehuai swiftly searched every corner of the thatched hut.
Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to a pile of messy items. She walked over and carefully rummaged through them.
The sight before her made her heart sink – behind the pile of items lay a group of corpses, some already rotten, others still resembling their appearance in life.
A strong feeling of nausea welled up in Xu Yuehuai's heart, but she suppressed her discomfort and carefully examined the corpses.
She discovered that the causes of death for these corpses varied: some were killed by blunt force trauma, some by being pierced by sharp swords, and others by poison.
Xu Yuehuai frowned; the wounds on these corpses were strikingly similar to those on the fake corpses.
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