After the general's wife was reborn, everyone knelt down and begged her for mercy.

Jiang Bonian's mourning hall was decorated, and Ning Ruyan had to come forward. After all, she was the first wife. She immediately changed into white clothes, held Bai Zhi Banxia's hand, and went to the front hall crying.

At this time, the general's mansion was already filled with white cloth and white lanterns, especially near the front hall. Even the red pillars under the eaves were wrapped in white cloth.

In large families, half of the funerals will be arranged by someone. Some funerals take three days, some five days, some seven days, and even more, there are seven, seven or forty-nine days.

Fortunately, Huo asked someone to figure it out and it would last for seven days.

Because there was no body, a set of Jiang Bonian's clothes, shoes and hats were placed in the coffin.

Within seven days after the mourning hall is set up, all the doors between the main gate and the mourning hall cannot be closed. This is to allow the souls of the deceased to return home smoothly.

In addition, two flower halls were arranged to provide places for people who came to express their condolences to rest and drink tea.

Of course, every place needs to be guarded, lest someone come to express condolences but no one is there to receive them.

After seven days of rest, they will be returned to the ancestral grave for burial, and Jiang Bonian will build a tomb.

In the mourning hall, Mr. Huo, dressed in pure white, knelt there and cried that his heart was broken. He could hear it from a distance. The people beside him, Jiang Changgong, Jiang Bowen and others, were also extremely grieved.

As soon as Ning Ruyan entered the door, she threw herself on the coffin and cried loudly. Her voice directly covered Huo's voice: "Ms. sir, you died so miserably. Why are you so cruel? We just How come you are willing to leave me behind when we get married..."

Huo couldn't cry anymore, so she could only wipe her tears, and then, with the support of Aunt Yuan, she sat down next to Jiang Changgong: "Ning, my condolences."

"Father, mother, why do you think he is so cruel?" Ning also wiped her tears. That man was not worthy of her tears. "He left just after we got married. How did I survive it for half a year? The result is like this He’s dead, I sometimes think, if there’s no body, does that mean he’s not dead?”

Huo's face changed slightly, and she couldn't help but look at Jiang Changgong, and then her lips moved twice, but she didn't say anything.

"I had a dream yesterday when I was in a coma. I dreamed that Bo Nian was really not dead and had been saved. I just forgot about what happened before..."

"How... how is it possible?" Huo twitched the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Changgong simply bowed his head and said nothing.

"Mother, I also know that I am just being imaginative, but I really think that if he is really saved by someone, it will be fine even if he forgets about me. I can even accept it even if he falls in love with his benefactor and gets married. I just hope he is well..."

"Ning, you..."

"Mother, have I thought too much?" Ning Ruyan wiped her tears and suddenly smiled bitterly, "How can there be so many coincidences, right? When a person is dead, he is dead, how can he lie to others? How can he lie to others? He is going to the Abi Hell, so let’s bury our husband properly so that he can be reborn in a good pregnancy as soon as possible.”

Huo felt as if something was blocked in her throat. She felt a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't make a sound, because Ning seemed to have finished all the good and bad words. She even had an illusion just now. , it seemed that she knew the truth, but it scared her to death.

At this moment, a servant informed that someone had come to express condolences.

Everyone hurriedly knelt on both sides of the coffin.

Soon, there were footsteps.

"Commander of the Yulin Guards, Sir Jiang, expresses his condolences." There were special servants singing outside. After all, those who came to express their condolences would not be empty-handed. Gifts would be given, and these would have to be registered in a book.

Ning Ruyan raised her eyes in surprise, and looked at Jiang Yan who walked in. She was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head.

Jiang Yan took a look at the coffin, but did not put any incense on it. Instead, he took a bunch of paper money from the side and threw it into the brazier. He looked at Jiang Changgong and Huo: "General, Madam General, my condolences."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Jiang Changgong and Huo Shi hurriedly returned the gift, "I would also like to invite tea in the flower hall."

Originally I thought Jiang Yan would refuse, but unexpectedly he actually followed the servant to the flower hall next to him.

After Jiang Yan came over, people came to express their condolences one after another. They were all ministers from the court, and even some unexpected people came.

Ning Ruyan knew that many of them came here because of Jiang Yan's reputation. After all, he was a sycophant that everyone wanted to fawn over.

Condolences continued for seven days.

Except for the first two days when Jiang Changgong and Huo stayed at the mourning hall, they didn't come over the rest of the time.

Logically speaking, Ning Ruyan should stay guarded, but she didn't want to suffer here anymore, so after pretending to stay guarded for two nights, she successfully fainted. As a last resort, she had to send her back to Wutong Court to ask for a doctor.

"I'm fine." When the doctor left, Ning Ruyan opened her eyes instantly.

"Can't you faint earlier?" Ban Xia glanced at Ning Ruyan angrily, "My knees are swollen."

"It's okay, just take a rest." Ning Ruyan smiled, "Besides, as the head wife of my family, I can't leave too early."

"That's all, you're not allowed to get out of bed these two days." Banxia gave the order seriously.

"Okay, I'll listen to Miss Banxia, ​​but you go out first, and I'll get some sleep first. I barely slept a wink in the mourning hall last night."

"Then if something happens, just call out." Banxia tucked Ning Ruyan into the quilt before going out.

As soon as Ning Ruyan closed her eyes, she was trapped in someone's arms.

"Who?" Ning Ruyan suddenly opened her eyes and reached out to touch the golden hairpin under the pillow.

Jiang Yan grabbed her wrist and said, "You actually know how to pretend to be faint. It seems that you don't have much feelings for that husband either."

"How did you get in?" Ning Ruyan let go of the golden hairpin, and she had no chance of winning.

"That's how you came in." Jiang Yan smiled, then let go of her hair and pinched her chin, "Don't want to see me?"

"I am a widow, Master Jiang just barged in like this. Does he want me to dip into the pig cage?"

"What does your soaking in the pig cage have to do with me?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You..." Ning Ruyan choked.

"Follow my command well, and maybe you will live a better life?"

Ning Ruyan was silent and reborn. She wanted to live a good life and stay away from this man. However, things went against her wishes. Was it really God's will?

"Give you time to think about it." Jiang Yan said, lying down and closing his eyes.

Ning Ruyan looked at the man whose breathing was slowly calming down. She held the gold hairpin in her hand tighter, then slowly raised her hand and pointed it at the man's head. If she gave him a surprise now, wouldn't it be a big deal? …

But his hands were shaking badly.

"If you want to kill me, you must kill me in one strike, otherwise, you will be the one who dies." Jiang Yan, with his eyes closed, raised his finger and pointed at his temple, "This is the fatal point."