Chapter 207 The Finale



Shen Mingrong squeezed his eyes shut to suppress the overwhelming sadness in his heart.

But she still couldn't bear to part with the child. "Mingzhuang, Yan'er is my child, and the child in my womb is also mine. I can't give up the other because of one."

There's no point in saying anything more now.

Shen Mingrong is a very stubborn person. Once she makes a decision, it is difficult to change it. For some reason, Shen Mingzhuang thought of the phrase "birds of a feather flock together". There is a reason why she and Shen Mingrong can get along so well. Only two people with similar temperaments can become close friends. Otherwise, even if they are related by blood, they cannot truly open their hearts to each other.

Of all the sisters in the Shen family, only Shen Mingrong and she truly understood each other. Now, isn't her decision just like the one she made when Shen Mingrong came to the palace to try to save her but was rejected?

"Do you have anything to say?"

Shen Mingzhuang suddenly calmed down, perhaps because he already knew that the ending was unchangeable, and people are more likely to accept reality.

Tears streamed silently down Shen Mingrong's face. Her trembling hands gripped the quilt tightly. She took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "Yan'er and Rui'er, and this child..."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of these children. Is there anything else you want to say?"

Shen Mingrong choked up, "I still want to see my mother."

"good."

Shen Mingzhuang nodded, glanced at the roof, pinched his sleeve to rub his eyes, and slowly pushed open the door and walked out.

In just a short while, a large number of people had arrived at the door.

Almost the entire Shen family was present, and Lu Ming also arrived. As soon as the door opened, all eyes turned to Shen Mingzhuang. Madam Gu nervously stepped forward, clutching her handkerchief, and asked, "Your Majesty, how is Mingrong?"

"Go in, she has something to say to you."

Shen Mingzhuang's voice was unusually calm, but she didn't know why. At this moment, she felt numb. The feeling of losing close relatives and friends was very unpleasant, but now, she felt more regret than anything else.

Seeing Shen Mingzhuang's reaction, Lu Chengye suddenly staggered back two steps, as if all his strength had been drained away. He couldn't believe that the happiness and perfection he had imagined, along with the person he loved most, might be taken away at the same time today.

"Duke Rong, you should prepare yourself. Mingrong must have something to say to you."

After saying this, Shen Mingzhuang fell silent. In fact, she was not sure whether, given Shen Mingrong's personality, she would say a final goodbye to Lu Chengye after making such a decision.

The pain of being separated from a loved one by death is unbearable; in her view, it is more painful than death itself.

If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't want to either. It would be better not to see her one last time. She really couldn't face that scene. To pass away in front of the person she loved most would be an unbearable pain!

When the sound of a baby crying rang out from inside the house, the whole world fell silent. Shen Mingzhuang looked up at the drifting clouds on the horizon. In the middle of the afternoon, a thin layer of clouds hung on the azure sky, leisurely and carefree, unaware of the hardships of the world.

Madam Gu personally carried the child out. Shen Mingzhuang turned to look at her. Madam Gu's eyes were red, and she bit her lip as she handed the child to Lu Chengye step by step. Then she could no longer support herself and staggered down.

...

The whole world fell silent.

Lu Ming held the child and couldn't help but shed tears. Zhao, Lin, Liu, and the women of the Shen family also sadly wiped away their tears with their handkerchiefs.

"He is a very handsome young man."

Lu Ming said with a very unpleasant smile, and Shen Mingzhuang personally held the child in his arms. Because the child was growing well in the womb, it was not wrinkled like other newborns. On its slightly red face, one could vaguely see the shadow of Shen Mingrong.

The funeral arrangements for the Duke of Rongguo's mansion were handled with the help of the Shen family. Due to the hot weather, Shen Mingrong's coffin was kept in the mansion for seven days before the burial.

On the day of the burial, Shen Mingzhuang stood on the highest palace wall in the capital and watched the funeral procession. The coffin was covered with white flowers, and people scattered paper money as they walked, leaving a trail of white marks, as if the person had come into this world and was now leaving, leaving behind a final string of footprints before reaching the end of life.

The wind was a bit strong, and the sky was covered with thick clouds, which didn't improve people's mood much. Shen Mingzhuang looked up, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Jiang Xuan had run over at some point, tugged at Shen Mingzhuang's sleeve, and asked her with a bewildered look, "Mother, Mother, what is Uncle Rong doing?"

He pointed to Lu Chengye at the head of the funeral procession. Shen Mingzhuang turned his face away to wipe away his tears and said to his son, "This is your Aunt Rong who has passed away. Your Uncle Rong went to see her off on her final journey."

What does it mean to leave?

The little boy was a bit confused. "Mother has left me several times, but Father didn't send her off like this."

Hearing his son's shocking words, Shen Mingzhuang was stunned for a moment. He reached out and vigorously ruffled his son's hair, saying angrily, "You brat, if your father sends your mother away like this, you'll never have a mother again!"

Jiang Xuan frowned slightly, tidying up her hair that her mother had ruffled. Then, she frowned again and said unhappily, "Mother, does that mean my cousin Yan'er won't have a mother anymore?"

"Hmm." Shen Mingzhuang's sadness resurfaced. The funeral procession had already gone far away. The wind was strong, blowing the white soul-guiding banner high in the air, as if someone was leading it there.

She turned around and sighed deeply, feeling a dull and uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

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