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

Yan Ruyu also felt that the Qian family’s marriage was a bit strange.

Even if she had been pushed forward by the Yan family before, her marriage would have been more decent than this.

No, the scene at the Qian family’s house was not indecent; rather, it looked weird no matter how one looked at it.

Father Qian glanced at Deputy General Shi and sighed, "Our marriage is indeed unusual, but we have nothing to do with the disappearance of Madam Shi's body."

"Princess, General Shi, please come into the hall to talk."

Yan Ruyu walked in, and Deputy General Shi hesitated for a moment and followed behind.

The three brothers of the Qian family followed behind.

Father Qian pointed to something covered by a red cloth on the table and said in a sad tone, "Princess, General Shi, look, that is the bride our Qian family is going to marry today."

Qian's mother cried in her eldest son's arms, and Qian Sanlang stepped forward and lifted the red cloth.

Yan Ruyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

It turned out to be a tablet.

Qian Sanlang stroked the tablet, smiling with tears in his eyes: "Ayuan and I grew up together, childhood sweethearts, and have been engaged since we were young, promising to be together for the rest of our lives."

"But she left me and I can't marry anyone else. Today is the wedding date we chose together. When the day comes, of course I will marry her back."

"That's what happened," Qian Sanlang looked at Deputy General Shi, "General Shi, Madam Shi is dead and her body is missing. I understand your feelings, but it has nothing to do with me."

Deputy General Shi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red: "The red wedding dress of the bridal chamber..."

"That was made by Aying before she died. Didn't you notice that the sleeves were not embroidered properly? She died at that time."

Deputy General Shi really didn't notice that kind of detail.

Yan Ruyu was also quite shocked. She had not expected that the Third Son of the Qian Family could be so affectionate, and the Qian family was willing to let him treat the marriage in this way.

Qian Sanlang whispered, "I have already discussed with my parents that I will not marry anyone else except Aying in this life. It is me who is unfilial."

"Fortunately, my elder and second elder brothers have also started families. When they have a few children, I will adopt one and make it my and Aying's child."

Qian's mother burst into tears.

If her son hadn't insisted, and if she didn't know how deep the relationship between the two children was, how could she have agreed to her son doing this?

Yan Ruyu really didn't know what to say for a moment.

There really is such true love in the world, "It makes people pledge to be together for life and death."

Deputy General Shi's throat rolled slightly, and so did he.

The person he loved most died, but he couldn't even keep the body, and he didn't know where he was taken.

He cupped his hands: "Sorry."

Qian Sanlang shook his head.

"May I ask if anything special has happened in the village recently?"

The Qian family members looked at each other. If you want to talk about special things, could there be anything more special than what happened in their family?

Seeing that they were confused, Deputy General Shi did not stay any longer.

The sun was setting and time was running out. He had to hurry to find it.

He bowed again and said to Yan Ruyu: "Princess, I'm sorry I can't stay any longer. Goodbye."

He turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, one of his men rushed in.

"General, there is news from Sunjiazhuang!"

Yan Ruyu brought the boss and the silver ingots, and followed General Shi and others to Sunjiazhuang.

Yan Ruyu asked, "Did the Zhao family leave anyone behind?"

Yin Ding nodded: "Report to the princess, leave a secret guard to observe in secret."

"Zhao Dabao, a subordinate of Deputy General Shi, is still in Zhaojiazhuang. That village is the largest, so it will take some time to investigate."

Yan Ruyu nodded. She met the silver ingot outside Zhaojiazhuang and did not go to Zhao's house.

"But have you noticed anything in the Zhao family?"

Yin Ding seemed to be thinking: "I can't see anything, but for some reason, I always feel that...something is not right."

His chubby face showed two dimples when he smiled: "Didn't you say that we should trust our intuition?"

Yan Ruyu praised: "Well said, you have made great progress."

Yinding was overjoyed for a few seconds, then sighed: "Now something happened in Sunjiazhuang, maybe the body is in Sunjiazhuang, my previous feeling was wrong."

Sunjiazhuang is the smallest of the three villages. It is close to the mountains and half of the village is in the mountains.

Deputy General Shi led his men to the front, and when they arrived at Sunjiazhuang, it was already dark.

People here go to bed early and settle down early to save some lamp oil. In addition, the mountains and trees cast large shadows, making the place even darker and less bright.

"General, that family is holding a funeral today, but they didn't bury the body during the day, but at night. It's really strange, but I didn't alert them. I went back to report it, and the other brothers secretly watched them."

Deputy General Shi nodded: "Okay, contact them now."

"Yes."

A signal arrow was launched into the air, and then someone else also released a signal arrow in response to report their location.

"General, over there!"

They ran in the direction from which the arrow was shot, and when they reached the edge of the forest, their horses could go no further, so they had to dismount and walk.

Deputy General Shi had been running around all day, but he seemed undisturbed and rushed forward with big strides.

Two men came forward to take it.

"General, they are digging a pit to bury us just ahead."

Deputy General Shi rushed over to check without saying a word.

Yan Ruyu and the other two also went outside the forest. Looking at the dark forest, they felt indescribably depressed.

Yinding took out the flashlight, shone it along the path ahead, and followed Deputy General Shi not too far away.

"How abominable! Why would they steal someone's body?" Yin Ding muttered quietly, "Could it be some special spell?"

The boss looked at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. There are many weird things like this."

"Using someone else's corpse to perform your own magic?"

Silver Ingot: “…” That’s true.

As soon as they got close, Deputy General Shi had already brought people to hold down several people.

The pit on the ground was half dug, with a shovel and other things still thrown on the ground. On the other side was a coffin wrapped in red cloth.

The bright red and black coffin strongly impact people's vision in the dim light.

Lian Yinding was so surprised that he opened his eyes: "What is this?"

Several people who were being held on the ground were forced to kneel, while others were lying face down on the ground, screaming and groaning as they were stabbed by branches and sharp stones.

"Who are you and what do you want?"

Deputy General Shi's men exerted force on their hands: "How dare you ask? I should be the one asking you this!"

"Who are you? Why are you burying the coffin in the middle of the night? What's going on here? Is there something shameful?"

"me……"

"It's none of our business, we're here to help."

Someone yelled, unable to move his arms, and glanced at one of the men. "It's him! We're here to help him."

The man looked pale and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Deputy General Shi didn't care about these things and put the interrogation aside for the last minute. The most important and urgent thing right now was to find his wife's body.

He rushed over and tore off the red cloth on the coffin, only to find that the four corners of the coffin had been nailed shut and could not be opened at all.

He tried using a knife, but couldn't remove the nails at all. He wanted to use the knife to split the coffin, but was afraid of damaging the corpse.

Before I knew it, my forehead was covered in sweat and my face was covered in tears.