Jiang Yu didn't answer her question, but looked at her instead.
He said, "Do you know why he insisted on burying himself with her?"
Before Qi Nuan could speak, Jiang Yu continued, "She was a pitiful woman who married someone she didn't love and suffered inhuman torment. But she was also proud. Even when she was sober, she never thought of coming to find Song Jingning. And the prouder a person is, the more insecure they are, after experiencing all of this."
She no longer wanted to see Song Jingning; she would rather die than let Song Jingning know how miserable she was.
Having witnessed her unbearable suffering, she would rather live in his memory as the most beautiful version of herself.
Jiang Yu knew that she had always been thinking of her, so he would grant their wish, even if everyone else objected.
But so what?
They don't deserve it.
But this is his own business, and he won't let Qi Nuan get involved.
He was rejecting her, Qi Nuan knew that, but...
Qi Nuan said, "I told you I would help you."
She looked at Jiang Yu seriously and said, "You should know that I am not a child. If you really don't need me to do anything, then I think it would be superfluous for me to stay by your side."
Their eyes locked in mid-air, each able to see the other's unwavering resolve.
If Jiang Yu was unwilling to let Qi Nuan take risks, how could Qi Nuan possibly let Jiang Yu go to Yuyang?
Moreover, the danger he faced was far greater than what she herself would encounter.
Finally, Jiang Yu nodded under Qi Nuan's gaze.
"Take Jiang Ming with you. If things don't work out, return to Shangjun."
Qi Nuan smiled; she was glad that Jiang Yu had compromised for her.
She promised Jiang Yu that she would return to Shangjun as soon as possible.
That night, Qi Nuan and Jiang Ming led their men from Shangjun to Yuyang.
Others who learned of Song Jingning's death also set off for Shangjun.
Qi Nuan and Jiang Ming rode at full speed, heading towards Yuyang without stopping for a moment.
The emperor's funeral was held for seven days and he was buried after seven months; the feudal lords' funerals were held for five days and they were buried after five months; the high officials, scholars, and commoners' funerals were held for three days and they were buried after three months.
This means that Song Jingning will be buried three months from now.
Now, before Song Jingning's burial, Qi Nuan and the others brought Jiang Yu's mother's remains back to Shangjun.
Qi Nuan and the others rode their horses, leaving the sunlight behind them.
Half a month later, Qi Nuan and Jiang Ming finally arrived in Yuyang County.
They bought a coffin in town first, and then headed towards the village.
The village they originally lived in was long gone, overgrown with weeds, and even hidden by dense forests.
There wasn't even a road left.
Qi Nuan looked for a long time before confirming the house where Jiang Yu used to live.
Jiang Ming had people remove the vines and weeds growing on the road, and it was only with great difficulty that a path was cleared.
Qi Nuan had no attachment or memories of this place, and without paying much attention to anything else, she went straight to the thatched hut where Jiang Yu lived as a child.
By this time, the thatched hut had already collapsed.
Jiang Yu's mother's grave is in the bamboo grove behind the thatched house.
A shallow mound of earth came into view; if it weren't for the tombstone beneath the grave, who would know it was a tomb?
There is also a grave next to it, which belongs to Jiang Yu's father.
Jiang Ming knelt down at the grave, kowtowed three times, and then got up.
Qi Nuan lit the incense in her hand, bowed three times to the grave, and placed the incense in front of the grave. She did the same for the other grave.
After doing all this, Qi Nuan gave the order: "Start digging."
Soon the grave was dug up, and Jiang Yu's mother's remains were only hastily covered with a straw mat. By this time, both the body and the straw mat had rotted away, leaving only a skeleton.
Looking at the skeleton, Qi Nuan wondered what Jiang Yu's mindset was when she buried the body.
She took out a brush and carefully cleaned the mud off the bones.
Then she took out a piece of brocade cloth and covered the bones. Perhaps she had been waiting for this day for a long time. She was finally going to leave this place that caused her so much pain and return to the side of the person who loved her most.
Only after doing all this was Jiang Ming summoned.
The two carefully moved the bones into the coffin they had prepared beforehand.
After doing all this, Qi Nuan looked at the other grave.
Jiang Ming's expression was equally complex.
Their mission here is to bring Jiang Yu's mother's remains to Shangjun. But what about his father?
Seeing Qi Nuan about to leave.
Jiang Ming immediately knelt down on one knee next to Qi Nuan.
Qi Nuan looked at him without speaking, waiting for him to speak.
"Jiang Ming begs the young lady to take Jiang Gong with her."
Qi Nuan sighed inwardly, her gaze towards Jiang Ming filled with complex emotions.
“Brother Jiang Ming, why are we being so distant? You’ve been by A Yu’s side for many years, and I thought you knew A Yu’s temperament best.”
Did he think that A-Yu would abandon his father?
Would Jiang Yu not have thought of something that an outsider like him could have thought of?
Even though Ayu knew long ago that Jiang Ming was a member of the Jiang family, Jiang Yu had never doubted him over the years, and his trust in him had not diminished in the slightest.
Jiang Yu entrusted everything to Zhang Liao, and never hid anything from him.
Doesn't the fact that he came to Yuyang with her explain everything?
Jiang Ming kept his head down, and Qi Nuan couldn't see the emotions in his eyes.
Over the years, both she and Jiang Yu have always regarded him as a brother or sister they grew up with.
It was him; he always considered himself a servant.
Jiang Ming looked up at Qi Nuan, and after a long while, he said, "Anuan, I'm sorry, I just... I just..."
"Brother Jiang Ming, please get up first."
Qi Nuan didn't say anything, interrupting him. Everyone has their own reasons for not being able to control their own lives, which she could understand. She was just a little angry, angry that after all this time with A Yu, he still viewed A Yu this way.
Jiang Ming stood up, but something...
Do you believe Jiang Yu? Of course you do, so why would he go to all that trouble?
He laughed and cried inwardly. Yes, neither Qi Nuan nor Jiang Yu had ever changed their attitude towards him.
However, he could not forget his identity; he could not forget that he was a tool raised by the Jiang family for Jiang Yu.
He always valued the Jiang family more than himself; it was ingrained in his very being.
Everything he did was for the sake of the Jiang family.
When he saw Qi Nuan was about to leave, his first thought was that he couldn't let Jiang Gong stay here.
"let's go."
In the end, he still didn't say anything.
Looking at Qi Nuan, he returned to his old self. Perhaps none of this mattered; he just needed to focus on doing his own thing.
Qi Nuan looked at him; they could never go back to the way things were before.
That's fine too. Everyone has their own principles, so why force things or put people in a dilemma?
This is between him and Jiang Yu; she has no right to do anything for them.
The return journey was slower than the journey there; they didn't have time to waste here.
As they spoke, they carried the coffin containing Jiang Yu's mother's remains toward the village entrance.
Before they even left the village, they saw a group of people standing at the village entrance.
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