CH 2

// Watching your own funeral

Her hands were clenched into a fist, so tight that her knuckles had turned white. Huaiyu looked down at the man under her and unconsciously reached down and put her hand between his throat. Her five fingers were slightly open. As long as she closed them and put some force, she should be able to choke him!

However, the guard next to her moved faster than she had thought and placed a sword across her throat, shouting angrily, “What are you doing!”

After a slight pause, Huaiyu suddenly snapped out of it.

The person under her looked at her quietly with a pair of black eyes, and had no intention of resisting. It’s not because he couldn’t resist, but because she didn’t pose any threat at all.

Her hand was already on his neck, this action was very dangerous, and Chengxu, the person next to her, already have a dark face. If she dared to move again, his sword would slice her neck!

The situation was not very good.

When Huaiyu turned her eyes, she immediately softened her expression. Her five sharp claws turned into soft, delicate hands. She touched the man’s neck to his chest and blinked, “This young man

is really handsome ah~”

“…”

Jiang Xuanjin’s originally calm expression was torned apart by her shameless touch.

His eyebrows furrowed, and there was a sharp look in his eyes. He braced himself to get up, and without mercy, threw the person on his body down.

“Aah!” Huaiyu fell to the ground and rolled twice, almost hitting the wall behind her.

“Gongzi is so fierce ah!” She stood up aggrievedly and said with her throat pinched, “How can you be so rude to a delicate girl!”

With this shameless appearance, you still claim to be a delicate girl? Jiang Xuanjin shook his head when he heard this. He brushed his sleeves and waved the paper money off his robe, frowning at her.

Huaiyu looked back at him with a fake smile, but the waves in her heart were difficult to calm for a while. It’s also a kind of fate to wake up and run into the person who had killed you. It’s just a pity that she currently has no chance of revenge.

Impulsiveness is recklessness, and wisdom is the best plan. Since there is no chance, let him go today, the future is still long. Huaiyu is very open-minded, patting the dust on her skirt, and generously said, “If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t give up, but seeing how charming gongzi is, let’s forget it.”

After saying that, she waved her hand at him, “See you later ah.”

It was clearly she who fell from the sky and smashed him, so how could this be said as if she had forgiven him for his mistakes? Jiang Xuanjin listened a little dazed, and even looked down to think about where he was wrong.

Before he could think of a result, the person in front of him ran forward with a ‘whoosh’.

“You stop there!” He frowned.

Of course, Li Huaiyu would not stop. Not only did she not stop, she also ran faster, taking three steps and two steps, and directly squeezed into the crowd on the side of the official road.

She came out to see her coffin. How could she have so much energy to entangle with enemies who she couldn’t kill?

The funeral procession came out of the palace, and the official road was surrounded by people watching the excitement. When Huaiyu squeezed to the front, the chariot carrying the coffin happened to pass by and was just ahead.

Tall eight pear carriage, the top side of the Nanmu coffin glowed with dark light. Knotted flowers made of white silk fluttered around the casket, and on both sides of the front of the coffin, white funeral lamps swayed around, with two big words written on them—

Danyang.

It’s not a dream, no one was playing a joking on her. The eldest princess of Danyang really had a funeral, but she somehow survived in another person’s body and was watching her own funeral here.

‘Dong—’ There was a sound coming from the ritual bronze which was carried at the front, and a handful of paper money was raised high into the sky, then flew and scattered down.

The people around all felt unlucky. Mouthing a series of ‘bah’, they brushed the paper money away, but Huaiyu stood still and allowed a piece of paper money to land on her eyebrow. In the midst of the noise, she suddenly heard the voice of Huai Song:

“Imperial sister, you didn’t kill Prime Minister Sima, did you? Zhen know that it’s impossible for you to kill him!”

“What if it’s me, and so what if it’s not me?”

“Heavenly principle is clear, there is always right and wrong between good and evil. If it’s you, zhen will not tolerate it; if it’s not you, zhen will definitely protect you!”

Protect her? Li Huaiyu returned to her senses and let out a low laugh.

The affairs of the court. Huai Song was never as simple as she had thought. Look, she trusted him once and was framed to death. What a painful lesson ah!

She just didn’t know, did Huai Song thought it through, whether he can continue to support the world of the Li family after her death?

She stared blankly, but the people around her were tucking in their sleeves and talking:

“Look at this display, it is surprisingly bigger than the funeral of Prime Minister Sima.”

“Bah! What’s the point of making a big show? When Prime Minister Sima died, all the people knelt down to see him off. Do you see what this eldest princess has? Everyone is eating melon seeds and watching the play!”

“It’s a pity that the fine golden Nanmu coffin was used to bury this filthy beast!”

“Prime Minister Sima’s spirit in heaven should also rest in peace, the person who killed him has finally suffered retribution!”

Listening to the curses in her ears, Li Huaiyu wiped her face with the paper money and followed the curses with feigned anger, “Yes ah, retribution!”

The common people next to her looked at her and praised one after another, “This girl seems to be a person with a righteous heart.”

“I guess she must have been persecuted by Princess Danyang as well.”

“That’s right!” Li Huaiyu nodded heavily, “She took away my freedom and ruined my reputation, causing me to work hard for eight years, it’s really hateful!”

So miserable? The eyes of the people looking at her were suddenly full of sympathy.

Li Huaiyu also sympathized a little bit for herself.

After eight years of an absurd dream, she have won the name of a fickle woman after her death ah.

Although, her reputation will only live for a hundred generations, but the stench can last for ten thousand years. Now that she thought about it, heh! She’s not at a loss!

While grinning, Huaiyu watched the coffin passed by in front of her, but couldn’t help but reached out and wave at it.

You’ve worked hard, Danyang.

The mourning lamp was blown in a circle by the wind, and the word Danyang swayed back and forth, as if it was waving at her.

Huaiyu’s eyes were red, and she turned around wanting to leave.

However, at this moment, in the distance there was a commotion in the crowd, and the screams exploded like a spring thunder on the flat ground— “Get out of the way! Out of the way!”

Several huge clumps of straw were ignited and burned into fiery fireballs. They suddenly rolled down from the eaves next to the official road and pressed towards the coffin in the center of the funeral procession.

“It’s on fire—”

There were screams everywhere, and the people on both sides of the official road hurriedly scrambled for cover. Those fire balls rolled straight down, igniting the paper money that were flying on the road, and the fire spread immediately.

The funeral procession guards panicked. Many people in front of them pulled out their swords, and the spirit guards in the middle held the scabbards to block the fireball. However, there were paper money all around, and the fire was raging and unstoppable. They could only watch the white silk on the coffin burn.

“Put out the fire, quickly put out the fire!”

The funeral procession, which was still in an orderly manner just now, became a mess in an instant. Li Huaiyu watched blankly from the side, and when she realised what was happening, she couldn’t help but laugh.

How unpopular was she ah? Unexpectedly, even her funeral is not peaceful. Isn’t it said that the deceased is the greatest? Are those individuals even disregarding this rule?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

As if to confirm her thoughts, a large group of masked men leapt out from behind the eaves where the fireball had rolled down, all armed with swords and was extremely fast, swooping down on her coffin like locusts across a field.

“Protect the coffin!” The great general Huben Zhonglang shouted, and all the military generals on the official road sheathed their swords to meet this group of uninvited guests.

However, they were caught off guard, where could they withstand the prepared arrival of the others?The masked group of people were divided into three teams. The two teams cut the guards in front of and behind the coffin and fought with each other. While, the middle team, brought a shovel and rushed directly onto the eight colt wooden cart, and quickly pried open her coffin with extremely fast hands and feet.

Click!

Huaiyu heard the dull sound. Looking at those nearly crazy masked people in front of them, she wanted to laugh, but couldn’t pull the corners of her lip.

That’s right, she offended so many people when she was alive, how could these people let her be buried in peace? They must drag her body out and let it be split by the five horses!

It’s tragic to say, she was a dignified princess, yet she has never heard a few good words when she was alive. Now even when she is dead, she is not at peace. She was afraid even general Huben Zhonglang, who was sending the funeral, was looking forward to her desolate end. He didn’t even try his best to stop them. He watched her coffin lid slowly lifted up by a group of people.

Looking at the high coffin lid, Li Huaiyu’s throat tightened a little, her gaze swept past the group of guards with numb expressions, her fists clenched, but she helplessly let go.

Well, does she deserve it? If the world thinks she deserves this kind of fate, then she deserves this kind of fate, what is there to be unjust?

Taking a deep breath, she turned her head and couldn’t bear to look again.

However, when she turned his head, there was a blue and purple coloured robe in front of her. The corners of his clothes were torn by the wind, and the water patterns embroidered on them rippled like they were alive, which dazzled her eyes.

Li Huaiyu was taken aback and looked over at this shadow.

The emotionless masked man was holding the lid of her coffin and was about to throw it into the street, but suddenly he felt a heavy weight on his hand, a violent force struck. Unable to resist it, he let go.

With a bang, the lid of the coffin fell back to its original place and shook several pieces of incense ash.

The crowd was stunned and looked up in astonishment, but saw a man falling from the coffin. His blue and white robe fluttering, and he looked like a handsome gongzi. But this young man was so powerful that when he set his foot on the coffin lid, the lid of the coffin sunk as heavy as Mount Taishan , which was difficult to pry.

He flicked open the burning paper money, stood firmly and closed his sleeves, and rebuked with a slick look in his eyes, “Insolent!”