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The carriage overturned, and the coffins on it fell to the ground with several loud rumbling sounds. The coffin lids opened, revealing the skeletons of the He family's sons inside.

The coffins of General He and the He family's sons contained only their unburned spines, several thigh bones, a set of armor and a helmet.

They were just put in the coffin without any proper wrapping with white cloth, and their remains were not even cleaned properly.

The women of the He family could no longer bear it and fell to their knees, crying.

The people were so frightened that they all took several steps back.

Liang Tianyou had already taken off his clothes and came behind Gu Xingyan, looking for praise: "Brother Jiu, how did I do this?"

Gu Xingyan nodded, which was rare.

Li Shuangwan lowered his voice and said to Chen Ping, "Chen Ping, go to the farm and fetch Miss Luo right away. Tell her to stay at General He's mansion for a few days and help take care of Madam He's health. Also, ask her to help take care of the other women in the He family."

Chen Ping: "Yes, I will definitely get it done."

Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, Chen Ping quickly hid away.

Ling Yun was completely dumbfounded, standing there with a pale face.

He received advice from an expert, and although he did not use the best nanmu coffins, all ten of them were pine coffins, and the materials were not sloppy at all.

The coffin was intact, so there was no way that the lid could suddenly explode.

Li Shuangwan noticed that there was something wrong with those bones!

She turned to look for Gu Xingyan and met a pair of dark eyes.

Gu Xingyan whispered in her ear: "Be patient."

Someone stepped forward bravely and said, "There were nails on the coffins, but the lids of all ten coffins were suddenly opened. It means that the souls of General He and his fellow dead have been wronged, and they want us ordinary people to come and see how the King of Qi treats them!"

"I heard that if the dead are wronged, the coffin lid cannot be closed. It's too unfair for General He and his men!"

"Yes, the He family boy must have suffered a great injustice to expose his own bones to everyone!"

"Let's go and beat the drum to seek justice for General He!"

"Let's go, let's all go!" The people were filled with indignation.

Ling Yun's face turned as pale as paper. It was over. He was completely finished.

He was preventing the He family from causing trouble and fearing that it might arouse public anger, so he endured the pain and ordered people to buy ten high-quality coffins to bury their remains.

He even pretended to wear plain clothes and carried a whip on his back.

He even deliberately didn't shave, comb his hair, or wash his face for several days.

What is this happening now!

The men of the He family are so ungrateful!

The women of the He family want too much!

It is impossible for the carriage pulling the coffin to break for no reason. Li Shuangwan looked at Gu Xingyan.

The man just nodded at her.

Li Shuangwan nodded at him silently. This man seemed to always know what she was going to do, and he always arranged everything quietly the moment before she was about to do it.

Madam He held on and did not fall down. She stood up straight and whispered to Li Shuangwan, "Princess Heng, I, along with all the women of the He family, know how to handle the rest. You should not get involved in this matter. Go back."

Li Shuangwan hurriedly said: "Old Madam, what are you talking about? My Li family is also a family of military commanders."

"That's why you can't go. I understand Princess Heng's heart, and that's enough."

The He family has already lost the lives of ten men, and the General’s Mansion cannot do that.

Gu Xingyan whispered in Li Shuangwan's ear: "Madam He is right, Miss Li, if you get involved in this matter, Emperor Jingzhang will be furious."

Li Shuangwan closed her eyes deeply. She knew there was other meaning in Gu Xingyan's words. She was now Ling Heng's princess.

He let go of Madam He and nodded at her: "Madam, I have a younger sister who is an excellent doctor. I have sent someone to pick her up. She will live in the He Mansion for the next two days. You must take care of yourself."

Madam He's lips trembled several times and her eyes were red, but in the end she said nothing, shook her hand firmly, and turned around.

She handed the crutch in her hand to her youngest granddaughter, and then she hunched over, and took the He family's women with her, picked up the vertebrae of the He family men one by one, took off her plain clothes, wrapped them up, held them in her arms, and slowly walked towards the He Mansion.

The coffin of the Ling family is not suitable for burying the son of the He family.

They were thin and walked towards the He Mansion step by step with difficulty in the wind and snow.

No one knows when the wind and sand blurred their eyes.

I don't know when those pretentious people left.

Behind him, people followed one after another.

The crowd was very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of the north wind dancing and the heavy snow falling could be heard, as if the heaven and earth were wailing for the hero.

In a carriage outside the city gate, Prince Gong Ling Shijiang narrowed his eyes, looked at the pale blue figure in the wind and snow, with a wicked smile on his lips, and touched the beautiful woman in his arms.

"It is said that if you want to look pretty in mourning clothes, what do you think Li Shuangwan would look like if she wore mourning clothes?"

The beauty leaned into Ling Shijiang's arms and said, "My Lord, why are you going to look at Li Shuangwan instead of me? She is now your nephew's princess. If you want to see me in mourning, I will wear it for you."

"Little devil." Ling Shijiang pressed the person under him, but because of his disability, he could only insert a few fingers, causing the beautiful woman to giggle and dodge.

That afternoon, Emperor Jingzhang issued three imperial edicts in succession.

The first imperial decree demoted Prince of Qi Lingyun to a commoner and confined him forever in the Second Prince's residence without pardon.

The second imperial edict posthumously conferred the title of Duke of Protectorate on General He, and he would inherit the title after the He family’s infant grandson turned eighteen and got married.

The third imperial edict stated that the funeral of He's son would be handled by the Ministry of Rites after the ancestral rituals were completed and after the New Year.

The funeral was handled by the Ministry of Rites. It was a great favor from the emperor and a national mourning. The people all praised the emperor's deep affection.

Only the women of the He family understood that Emperor Jingzhang was slapping them in the face.

As soon as Li Shuangwan returned to the mansion, Aunt Zhao knelt down in front of her, crying and wailing: "Princess, I know I was wrong. I was mad at my disappointing son and forgot how good you were to me. Please hit me, hit me."

After saying that, he slapped himself several times with all his strength.

After being knocked unconscious by Chen Ping and thrown into the house like a dead dog, Zhao Ma woke up slowly half an hour later and lay on the cold bluestone slab. She gradually calmed down.

His Royal Highness Prince Heng spared her and her son's lives because she was still of value and could pass on messages to him.

His Highness said that Li Shuangwan has been acting a little abnormal recently.

But if she couldn't even get close to Li Shuangwan, how could she pass on the message to His Highness?

Li Shuangwan sat there, took the tea handed to her by Yizhu, took a sip, slowly put down the teacup, and then went to look at Aunt Zhao who was kneeling on the ground.

This old woman was vicious and greedy. She came to her to beg for mercy in order to gain her trust.

Isn't this just a coincidence? She just needs an opportunity to make herself think that she is still her confidant.