Watching the coffin slowly pass by, Jiang Xuening quickly calmed down her emotions.

Qinghe thanked Li Qi, "Thank you very much for today, Miss."

Li Qi smiled and said, "We are all girls, so we should help each other."

Jiang Xuening smiled at her, stood up and left.

After getting on the carriage, Jiang Xuening ordered the driver, "Go to the Duke Xuan's Mansion."

She had to send him off in person. She would not let his death be in vain!

Caiyue whispered, "It wouldn't be good if we just go directly."

Jiang Xuening closed her eyes and said nothing, and the carriage quickly arrived at Duke Xuan's mansion.

The Duke's Mansion was pristine and filled with an aura of sadness. The doors were all open, and more and more guests came to express their condolences.

Jiang Xuening sat in the carriage and did not get out immediately.

"Jiang Xufeng came and called me."

Wu Jin responded, got out of the car and stared.

Waiting until dark, Jiang Xufeng and his friends came to pay homage to Xuan Lin.

He recognized the carriage inside the mansion at a glance and wondered why it was parked outside.

Wu Jin also saw him with sharp eyes and opened the car curtain, "The young master is here."

Jiang Xuening opened her eyes, got off the carriage, and instantly met Jiang Xufeng's eyes.

Jiang Xufeng strode over, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Xuening raised her eyes and smiled weakly at him, "I want to go in, brother, can you take me in?"

Jiang Xufeng's expression softened immediately and his tone softened, "It's not appropriate for you to go."

Jiang Xue stared at her with a faint light flashing in her eyes, and said softly, "I will always go to see him off on his last journey..."

Jiang Xufeng felt sour at the sight of her, stretched out his hand to hold her cold hand, and sighed inaudibly, "Come with me."

Jiang Xuening said nothing, but Jiang Xufeng understood everything from her sad eyes, and also understood her unfinished words.

"She has to send him off for the last time. There is no one left in the Gu family."

Everyone knows that this world-famous young general was single-handedly trained by Princess Chen, Gu Mingyue.

He was the new generation of war god trained by Gu Mingyue for Xiling, but he also fell quickly after Gu Mingyue's death.

Jiang Xufeng's friends couldn't help but glance at Jiang Xuening several times. One of them said, "Is this the newly returned princess of Qingzhou?"

Jiang Xufeng gave them a glare and pulled Jiang Xuening inside.

Following Jiang Xufeng, Jiang Xuening easily entered the mourning hall.

In the mourning hall, the speeches are like soulless puppets, receiving guests.

Jiang Xufeng stepped forward to comfort him and said, "My condolences."

Xuanci numbly bent down to express her gratitude to him, but in fact, her whole body was dissociated.

As a young girl, Jiang Xuening suddenly appeared here, and it was difficult not to attract others' attention.

Jiang Xufeng lit three incense sticks for her and said, "Please give the prince some incense sticks."

Jiang Xuening bowed devoutly to the coffin and then offered incense.

She should have stepped back after the worship, but her eyes stopped on the red cherry silver gun next to the coffin and couldn't take it back.

It was her birthday gift to him. The red cherry blossoms on the silver gun were even braided and hung by her own hands.

When Xuan Lin took the silver gun, he said, "As long as the gun is there, we will always fight for Xiling, fight for the people, and fight for the princess!"

Jiang Xue walked over uncontrollably and gently touched the silver gun with her fingers. There were obvious cracks on the gun and could no longer be used.

What he said many years ago came true, and the gun destroyed everyone!

"Who allowed you to touch the silver gun!"

The sudden shout startled everyone. Xuan Qiao, the fourth daughter of the Xuan family, rushed over and grabbed her wrist, "Don't touch!"

The Duke's wife scolded, "Buckwheat must not be arrogant to guests."

Jiang Xufeng quickly stepped forward and protected Jiang Xuening behind him, "She's just curious, sorry."

Jiang Xuening lowered her eyes and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was reckless."

Xuanqiao looked at her doubtfully, "How come I haven't seen you before?"

The Duke's wife glanced over her face with an indistinguishable gaze, and slowly said, "Thank you, Princess, for coming to see him off on his last journey today."

"Princess!" Xuanqiao became excited instantly, "Are you Jiang Xuening, the princess of Qingzhou?!"

Jiang Xuening had a pale face and stood there accepting the scrutiny of various eyes without saying a word.

Xuan Qiao was originally emotionally stimulated by Xuan Lin's death. Once Jiang Xuening's identity was confirmed, his whole body collapsed.

She rushed forward and grabbed Jiang Xuening's hand, "I heard that His Majesty named you Princess Mingyue. Sure enough, anyone with the word Mingyue is not a good thing!"

"Buckwheat be careful what you say!" the Duke's wife scolded angrily.

Xuan Qiao's eyes were swollen from crying, and he was completely out of control. "Everyone named Mingyue is indeed a scourge. My eldest brother didn't return to Beijing for five years because of Gu Mingyue's words. He insisted on guarding the northwest and the Langya Army, and ended up falling." There will be no bones left!"

Jiang Xuening let her pinch her wrist until it bled, without saying a word.

This is where Shen Zhaoyan came in. He chuckled lightly, "What are you talking about?"

"The prince is the general of Xiling. He died fighting for the country and the people. Fourth Miss, please be careful what you say!"

The Duke's wife slowly exhaled and said, "To make you laugh, Qiao Qiao is too sad and angry."

Fortunately, the people who came to pay homage tonight were either related to the father-in-law's house or had a close relationship with him, so everyone tried to reconcile things.

"This is so sad, Qiao Qiao. The brother and sister have always felt very good."

"Buckwheat is still young, so he is sad and confused..."

Everyone said this, knowing in their hearts that Xuan Qiao was telling the truth.

Xuan Lin fought for the country and the people, but the red cherry gun did fight for the dead Princess Chen.

Just these words. No one has ever dared to put it on the table.

Xuan Qiao calmed down a little, and then held Jiang Xuening tightly, "Follow me, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Xuening was afraid that Xuan Qiao was talking nonsense, so she followed her without struggling.

Xuanqiao pulled her to the backyard and stared at her with tears streaming down her face, "Gu Mingyue's sins are serious. Without her, my eldest brother would not have died so young!"

"Enough is enough with the buckwheat!" Xuanci appeared with a haggard look, "You are not allowed to speak of Princess Chen like that."

Xuanqiao said unconvinced, "I'm not wrong!"

Xuanci said in a hoarse voice, "Without her words, Xiling would have been trampled by the foreign cavalry long ago. The eldest brother is the one who is sworn to follow and the promise that he must keep. What should he think when you say that?"

Xuanqiao finally calmed down, let go of Jiang Xuening, and said bitterly, "Why isn't she stronger and more ruthless? How many people have died because of her..."

After Xuanqiao shouted these words, he ran away crying.

Jiang Xuening stood there, the expression on her face was uglier than crying, and her face was so white that it was so white.

Xuanci said, "Don't take her words to heart. Princess Chen has never wronged anyone..."

It's the royal family that feels sorry for him and the Gu family...

Jiang Xuening twitched her lips at him, "I want to be quiet."

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