aircannonsinc Chapter 189 Liar
Chapter 189 Liar
As the commander-in-chief, he dared not show any emotion that was too devastated or too sad on the battlefield. He had to stabilize the morale of the troops. Anyone could fall, but he could not!
So during this period of time he was like a walking corpse, and only remembered to kill.
The three words "Rongheqing" became thorns in his heart. He dared not touch them or think about them.
But now there are no outsiders, only them, and he doesn't need to hide anymore.
Tears fell like a dam bursting, and Qin Yunxian's straight waist slowly bent down under the heavy burden.
He held Rong Heqing's cold hand, his heart aching.
"fraud."
“You’re a liar.”
"We agreed to tear up the agreement when we got back. We agreed to be husband and wife and grow old together. How could you leave me alone?"
He held Rong Heqing's hand and placed it on the side of his cheek, and hot tears slid through the gaps between their intertwined fingers.
"Heqing, open your eyes and look at me, okay?"
The person on the bed was still motionless and had no response, but her face was still as rosy as before. She didn't look dead, but rather like she was sleeping, as if she would wake up at the next moment.
But until his eyes were sore that he could no longer bear it, Rong Heqing showed no signs of waking up.
Qin Yunxian finally accepted the fact that she would never open her eyes again.
He cried silently until he could no longer hold back the grief in his heart and called out, "He Qing—"
The people guarding outside the yard looked at each other and lowered their heads.
Chenyu hurried in from outside the courtyard. When she heard the voice, she stumbled and almost fell. Yuan Jin quickly helped her up and said in a hoarse voice, "Be careful."
"Thank you." Chenyu stepped over the threshold, stood firm and asked, "Is the prince inside?"
Yuan Jin nodded, "He wouldn't let us in, and he stayed with the princess for quite a while."
Chen Yu couldn't help but sigh when she heard this.
"The ice coffin has been found. The weather is hot now, so let the prince put the princess into the coffin as soon as possible. The princess is such a clean person, I'm afraid she will be unhappy if the body stinks."
Chenyu choked up as she spoke.
Yuan Jin sighed, but before he could say anything, a dark shadow suddenly flew down from the roof and landed directly in front of Qin Yunxian's door. He knocked on the door and said directly, "My lord, the ice coffin is here. Let the princess rest in peace in the coffin."
Chenyu looked carefully and saw that it was Chu Suifeng.
He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn when he returned to the city three days ago. His hair was unkempt and there was a circle of stubble on his chin.
Looking haggard and disheveled.
The princess passed away suddenly. If we were to say who was the saddest, apart from Qin Yunxian, it would probably be Chu Suifeng. Rong Ji would have to take a back seat. Although they were siblings, they did not spend as much time together as Chu Suifeng, who saw each other every day. Naturally, their feelings were not as deep as those between Chu Suifeng and Rong Heqing.
She had hardly seen Chu Suifeng since she returned to the city. It turned out that he had always been there, but just didn't want to show up.
Chenyu glanced at the people in the yard who were lowering their heads, without any joy of victory.
She went forward reluctantly, but there was still no movement in the room. Qin Yunxian didn't say anything and had no intention of coming out.
She couldn't help but persuade him through the door: "Your Highness, the ice coffin can keep the princess's appearance as before. You should put her in as soon as possible so that you can spend more time with her."
These words hit Qin Yunxian's soft spot.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes were swollen. He looked down at Rong Heqing's face and found that it was stained with his tears.
He quickly took a handkerchief and wiped her face, apologizing as he did so.
"I'm sorry Heqing, I didn't mean it."
"Don't be angry with me, and don't see me. I'll send you to the ice coffin right now."
He wiped his hands carefully, then leaned over and carefully picked up the person as if he were a rare treasure.
Walking step by step to the door, he kicked it open with his foot, and Chenyu and Chu Suifeng both stepped back.
They looked at the person in Qin Yunxian's arms, and their eyes suddenly turned red.
You can still deceive yourself when you haven't seen it, but when you really see it, no one can remain calm.
The dead would no longer bleed, but Qin Yunxian still bandaged Rong Heqing. He wrapped the clean and soft cloth around her neck, covering the hideous sword wound.
During these few steps, Qin Yunxian had calmed down and spoke as usual, but his hoarse voice still betrayed him.
"Where is the ice coffin?"
Chen Yu immediately said, "In the front hall."
"Ah."
Qin Yunxian carried Rong Heqing and walked down the stairs quickly, saying as he walked, "Let's set up the mourning hall."
Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, then said with relief: "Yes."
The fact that he is willing to set up a mourning hall shows that he has accepted the reality, which is good.
……
Originally, the mourning hall was only set up in the courtyard where they stayed, but when the people in the city heard that the princess committed suicide for justice, they spontaneously wore mourning for Rong Heqing.
Overnight, the whole city was covered in white.
There was not a single red lantern in the streets and alleys; everything was white. White cloth and white satin fluttered in the wind like a silent elegy.
All the officials in Yongcheng came to pay their respects in plain clothes, and everyone was grief-stricken.
The mourning hall was filled with loud cries from morning till night.
The ice coffin was placed in the ice room. The nanmu coffin that Qin Yunxian had someone buy for people to mourn was made of. Inside it was a jade hairpin that Rong Heqing often wore during her lifetime.
As night fell, Guan Zhen, dressed in white and tied with a white cloth, walked in quickly, holding a cup of steaming ginseng soup in his hand, "Prince, you haven't eaten much all day, even a strong man can't stand it, drink it while it's hot."
Qin Yunxian's lips were cracked, and his voice was extremely hoarse when he spoke, "I can't drink it."
"You have to drink even if you can't." Guan Zhen knelt down beside him, glanced at the tablet on top, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness will be in charge of the princess's funeral. If you collapse, what will happen to the princess? If she is still alive and sees you like this, I'm afraid she will feel bad."
Qin Yunxian's long eyelashes trembled, and his misty eyes moved slightly, "Will it?"
"Yes! Believe it or not, the princess will appear in your dream tonight and blame you for not taking care of yourself and making her die uneasy."
"Hehe - if I can enter your dream, I'll be happy even if you scold me." Qin Yunxian laughed at himself, which made Guan Zhen feel even worse. He wanted to scratch his ears and cheeks, trying to think of another way to persuade him to drink the soup. Unexpectedly, Qin Yunxian took the initiative to take it.
He blew on it, then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking, his complexion looked much better, but he still kneeled in front of the coffin and refused to leave.
No matter how Guan Zhen tried to persuade him, it was useless and he had to leave first.
Qin Yunxian was the only one left in the mourning hall. He stood up and walked to the side of the coffin, picked up the jade hairpin and stroked it gently, his eyes full of affection and tenderness.
After a while, he put down the jade hairpin and went to the ice room.
The ice room was filled with freezing cold air, and Qin Yunxian's clothes were soaked by the cold air soon after he entered.
He seemed unaware of it.
He walked straight to the ice coffin, looked at Rong Heqing, whose face was still bright and beautiful inside the coffin, and murmured, "Heqing, I'm here to accompany you."
He reached out to hold Rong Heqing's hand, but found that she had something in her hand.
He was stunned. He was the one who let the person in, so how could there be something there?