The elegiac couplet hanging in the mourning hall has her name written on it.
The fluttering white flags were all paying homage to her.
Separated by a screen, relatives and friends in front came and went, and everyone said words of condolence for her...
In a daze, Yun Si even doubted whether she was alive or dead. Could it be that she had turned into a female ghost?
"What is going on?" Yun Si held Xie Yan's hand tightly. Only the burning heat from her fingertips made her feel alive.
Xie Yan chuckled: "You are so smart, couldn't you guess it?"
Outside the screen, Xie Changze's voice came intermittently. As the husband of the deceased, he had to receive every guest who came to express condolences.
Yun Si also heard Prime Minister Yun's voice.
And my aunt, King Rui...
Except for her mother, her closest family members were all organizing funeral arrangements for her while she was still alive.
Yun Si trembled all over: "Does Your Majesty want me to fake my death, never appear in front of others again, and lock me in a deep palace for the rest of my life?"
Xie Yan smiled and shook his head, as if he was playing a very interesting game with Yun Si: "That's not right."
"I was not the one who proposed this funeral."
Xie Yan's eyes were shining with unusual brightness, and his thin lips were close to Yun Si's ear: "...he is your childhood sweetheart's cousin."
Xie Yan just hinted at Xie Changze and Prime Minister Yun.
He sighed in front of Xie Changze: "I don't want you to suffer the shame of taking away your wife."
He shook his head in front of Prime Minister Yun: "I don't want to ruin your family's reputation."
"But I really like Concubine Yun."
Xie Yan looked embarrassed: "It would be great if there was a way to have both ends."
After Xie Yan said these words, within a few days, Xie Changze submitted a memorial to organize the funeral for his newlywed wife Yun Si, who died of a sudden illness.
Prime Minister Yun also wrote a memorial tribute to his beloved daughter.
Xie Yan squinted his eyes slightly, not wanting to miss any subtle expression on Yun Si's face, "Isn't this idea that Prince Rui's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion came up with so wonderful?"
All it takes is one funeral, Prince Rui's Mansion to hold the funeral, and the Prime Minister's Mansion to express condolences, and Yun Si will be a dead person in the eyes of everyone.
Yun Si is dead—Xie Changze’s newlywed wife is dead, and the prime minister’s newly married daughter is dead—
As for Concubine Yun who appeared in the palace, she has nothing to do with the Prime Minister's Mansion or Prince Rui's Mansion!
Your Majesty did not seize anyone's wife by force, Xie Changze did not suffer the humiliation of having her wife taken away from him, and Prime Minister Yun never taught his daughter how to harm the family's reputation...
In this way, everyone can live a good life and continue to live happily and happily together!
Xie Yan's words were like sharp ice picks, piercing Yun Si's ears again and again.
Yes... this method is really wonderful. As long as there is a funeral, all the problems will be solved.
As long as she dies, all problems will be solved!
No wonder her father sent a letter to her on the first day she was snatched into the palace, urging her to die...
It was because she refused to die, no, it was because His Majesty was unwilling to let her die, so Prince Rui’s Palace and the Prime Minister’s Palace teamed up to stage this fake death scene!
But haven't they ever thought about how she would live after this funeral...have she been imprisoned in a deep palace for the rest of her life?
Yun Si was so cold that her upper and lower teeth touched together and made a rattling sound.
She wanted to scold Xie Yan, everything he said was false! It's all his conspiracy!
But Yun Si already believed in her heart that Xie Yan's words were true... Her father was even willing to die for real, so how could he not be willing to fake his own death?
Even her biological father, who had loved her for more than ten years, was willing to let go of her, but why was she reluctant to let go of her half-cousin?
Xie Yan held Yun Si's trembling shoulders, took her out from behind the screen again, reached out to lift her chin, and forced her to look at his mourning hall with her own eyes.
Yun Si saw Xie Changze wearing mourning clothes, her face full of grief.
Xie Changze's eyes were red, and he worked hard to greet each guest.
The guests comforted him in low voices: "My condolences."
According to the customs of this dynasty, the husband is respected and the wife is humble. The husband observes filial piety for his wife and does not need to wear heavy filial piety.
But Xie Changze wore a mourning robe made of white linen from beginning to end. His skin was delicate, and he was used to wearing soft silk and satin in the past, but now his wrists and neck had red marks rubbed by the rough linen.
Xie Changze was completely unaware and looked grief-stricken.
When the guests who came to express condolences saw Xie Changze's appearance, many people whispered to the side that Xie Changze was really affectionate.
From a distance, she could clearly hear the two ladies praising Xie Changze for being such an affectionate man, which is rare in the world.
Yun Si's chest surged, and she almost retched!
Her cousin who had been her childhood sweetheart for more than ten years, who promised to love and protect her for the rest of her life... turned out to be so disgusting!
Yun Si took two steps back and bumped into Xie Yan's chest behind her without realizing it.
In her eyes, her cousin has always been a gentle gentleman, but she didn't expect that his gentlemanly demeanor was all fake!
He is such a hypocritical and despicable villain at heart!
At a fake funeral that killed her, he gained a good name for himself by acting so deeply and grieving.
Yun Si stood behind the fake mourning hall, feeling that not only this funeral was fake, but her life for the past ten years was also fake.
She has never seen clearly the true appearance of her father who loves her, her childhood sweetheart cousin, and everyone in this world...
If His Majesty had never kidnapped her, perhaps all of this would have continued. Her father loved her, her cousin loved her, and she would have lived a confused and happy life...
But now I can never go back.
Xie Yan tore a hole in her perfect and illusory life, and the cold wind mixed with ice and snow blew in.
She was cold and in pain...
But she doesn't want to go back to the past and live in a false world every day.
Yun Si raised her head and looked at her name on the elegiac couplet.
The Prime Minister's Mansion and Prince Rui's Mansion, a home where she had lived for more than ten years and a home where she thought she would live for decades, both announced her death.
Then in the eyes of the world, she is really dead.
She is no longer the daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace or the daughter-in-law of Prince Rui's Palace.
She is a kite with a broken string.
Nowhere to come from, floating alone in this world.
For a moment, Yun Si felt like she was being swallowed up by boundless loneliness...
But then, she felt that along with the boundless loneliness, there was also boundless freedom.
——After death, comes new life.
The legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace and the daughter-in-law of Prince Rui's Palace died.
At the same moment, Concubine Yun in the palace came to life.
In her own mourning hall, under the fluttering white flags, next to the eulogy written for her by Xie Changze himself...
Yun Si turned around, stood on tiptoes, and tightly hooked Xie Yan's neck.
In and out of dreams, this was the first time she kissed Xie Yan so eagerly and passionately.
Put her cold lips and Xie Yan's hot lips together closely.
