On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Manager He held them back before Zhou rushed into the courtyard. Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe had already entered the house through the back door and took the lead to the courtyard where the mourning hall was located.

Before entering the mansion, Manager He gave them two sets of servant clothes, and now they are dressed as servants of the Shen mansion.

Yan Ruyu whispered: "Someone instigated Zhou Chong and asked him to bring people to worship. It is human nature to worship, but to pay homage to the remains and see him for the last time is obviously a conspiracy."

Huo Changhe looked around: "First, Zhou Chong was used to cause chaos. If it can't be settled, Zhou Chong will lead people into the mourning hall and they will be incited to look at the corpse. If it is found that the dead person is fake, the conflict will be further intensified."

"Now that the crisis in front of the mansion has subsided, Zhou Chong took people to leave, and someone came out to instigate him and asked him to worship. When he saw that the dead person was a fake, Zhou Chong's newly calmed emotions were stirred up again, thinking that everything was wrong. It’s all a conspiracy.”

"Yes, that's exactly it." Yan Ruyu took out a bottle of potion, "The prince is here to watch for me. I'll go in."

"Is there any danger? If so, I'll go."

"No," Yan Ruyu smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I just destroyed the corpse."

She entered the mourning hall, and Huo Changhe pretended to be busy and observed the surrounding situation.

Fortunately, although the servants came and went, they were all in sadness and busyness. They were worried that it would be too late for them to find a way out in the future, and they had no time to care about others.

Shen Huaixin's body has been placed in the coffin, but the coffin lid has not yet been closed. His clothes have been changed, and the blood on his face has been wiped lightly, but the dried blood can still be seen.

As expected, the right side of his face was wrinkled, anyone who was not blind could see it.

It can be expected that Zhou Chong brought people in, saw this scene, and stretched out his hand to remove the disguise, revealing another person's face.

Moreover, they should also know this person.

Then there will be another uproar.

I am afraid that even Huo Changhe cannot easily resolve this situation, and it may even make people think that he is involved and Shen Huaixin may be framed by him.

Yan Ruyu said in her heart that she was lucky, very lucky.

The noise in the courtyard continued. Without further ado, Yan Ruyu removed the disguise from the corpse's face and poured out the liquid in the bottle.

After a moment, she came out of the mourning hall, looked at Huo Changhe, and the two of them retreated in tacit agreement and left the yard.

Not far away, they saw Yin Ding waving to them.

"Your Majesty, Princess, there is no one in this courtyard."

The two of them went in, with Yin Ding guarding the door. They quickly changed into their original clothes and walked out of the yard again.

Now, you can go to the courtyard of the mourning hall openly and openly.

The people around Zhou Chong said: "Let us hand over our weapons? What is the reason for this? Could it be that some swordsmen have been arranged in the mourning hall to kill us?"

When everyone heard this, they all stared at Guanshi He suspiciously.

Manager He quickly explained: "Where are these words? This is the Shen Mansion. Where did the swordsman come from? Besides, why did I kill you?"

"Vice General Zhou, you are still young and may not understand the rules of funerals. If you bring a knife into the mourning hall, let alone disrespect for the Lord. Weapons are very dangerous weapons. If they disturb the Yin spirits and disturb the Lord's life in the underworld, What should I do if I can’t reincarnate smoothly?”

"Besides, when you are in the military camp, do you still need to bring weapons with you when you go to see the Lord in the tent?"

Zhou Chong felt that none of this mattered, and what Guanshi said made sense.

"You are absolutely right, okay, we will do as you say."

The man next to him said again: "I don't know anything else. I only know that your Excellency was harmed by others. Maybe the Yin spirit was damaged. We brought the knife in to strengthen your reputation."

"We just want to pay our respects. Why are there so many rules? Is there something fishy in the mourning hall?"

His few words changed the direction of the wind again.

Manager He was so anxious that he was about to continue talking when someone outside the crowd said coldly: "I just want to pay my respects and just follow the arrangements of Manager He."

Everyone stepped aside and Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu walked in.

Yan Ruyu glanced at the man. He was in his twenties and had an extremely ordinary appearance. If he was thrown into the crowd, he would be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

She remembered that the school guard who deceived Li Mingcheng's son Li Cangzhe to go to the manor was also a very ordinary soldier.

It seems that this person is the same as that one.

Zhou Chong raised his hand and said, "Your Majesty."

Huo Changhe pointed at Yan Ruyu: "I've met the princess."

Zhou Chong held his hand again: "Princess."

Yan Ruyu nodded to Manager He: "Excuse me, Manager He, please bring us white clothes and move a few tables and ask them to put their weapons here and come out later to get them back."

There is no room for negotiation on this matter.

Manager He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed the instructions.

The table was moved, and Huo Changhe took the first step to take off his sword and put it on the table.

The others had nothing to say and just did the same.

White clothes were also brought, one for each person, put them on, and filed into the hospital.

No one said another word.

When we arrived at the mourning hall, we could see white hangings everywhere, the aroma was lingering on the table, the white wax was burning, and paper was constantly burning in the brazier in front of the case. Zhou Chong and others felt sad again.

I had never seen it with my own eyes before, and I felt more sad and angry. In fact, I still didn’t want to believe it.

But if you really see it with your eyes, you have to admit that everything really happened.

All the grief and anger in my heart turned into sadness.

Zhou Chong couldn't help crying and stepped forward to burn incense on paper.

"Sir, Zhou Chong will definitely do a good job and live up to your trust. He will guard what the Shen family has always guarded, protect You City, and protect the northwest."

"Sir, the heroic spirit in heaven is watching Zhou Chong and will never let you down!"

He put the incense on it, and everyone behind him came forward one after another to do the same.

After the incense was put on, the person next to him said: "This is the last time I see you, sir. We have to take a good look."

Zhou Chong wiped away his tears with all his strength: "Yes, take a good look, cheer up, and reassure adults, don't look like a coward!"

Everyone nodded and wiped away their tears.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe watched outside the mourning hall, calmly.

Zhou Chong was the first to go around to the back and walk to the coffin.

The person next to him was right next to him, stretching his neck even more eagerly than him. Before he could see the corpse inside clearly, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Mr. Zhou, this corpse is not..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Chong had already seen the scene inside clearly, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Several people who followed also saw it, and their faces turned pale. Some of them couldn't bear it, so they covered their mouths and almost vomited.

Fortunately for Zhou Chong, he held it back and stared at his face, which was covered in blood and flesh, with even bones showing in some places, filled with shock and anger.

"this!"

Zhou Chong looked at the wound on the right side again. The wound turned black and it was indeed a fatal stab wound.

"Damn it, the knife is poisonous, that's why the wound is like this."

The person next to him said: "This... with this face like this, I can't be sure whether he is an adult or not."

Zhou Chong frowned: "What are you talking about? If this isn't an adult, could it be someone else?"