The next day, under the leadership of Wang Ji, the team escorting the coffin came out again.

This time the team still walked by water, but compared with the previous day, they were fully prepared. There were three large ships in total, and several small boats were prepared on each large ship. Even if the three large ships were in trouble, the small boats were enough to send the people on the ship to the shore.

However, this time, there was no accident. I went south along the Tongji Canal and arrived at the Huai River in less than four days. I turned from the Huai River to Shanyangdu, and it took me more than a day to enter the Yangtze River.

Looking at the wide water surface, Liu Yu's sorrow was still difficult to relieve. He remembered Wang Lan's mother. The gentle woman would feel sad after learning such bad news. And Grandma Wu, the old man who regarded her granddaughter as the pearl in her hand, how should she bear such a blow?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking Wang Ji beside him: "Uncle Wang, are you okay with your uncle and mother-in-law?"

After these days, Wang Ji's emotions have calmed down a little. At least on the surface, he has become the humble, honest and serious man in the past.

After hearing the words of Liu Yu, he slowly shook his head: "I don't know the family matters. I was doing business in Shandong that day, so I arrived in Bianzhou so quickly."

But he continued, "But the letter said that the inner person is already ill. As for whether my mother is ill, there is no news yet."

When he heard this, 6 Yu immediately wilted like a frost-beating eggplant, and he could no longer feel energetic.

Soon, the water flow gradually became flattering, and the Jinling Ferry appeared at the end of people's sight.

There were neatly standing on the platform of the ferry, all in white. The lively ferry in the past was not a single ship at this time, and it was full of desolation.

The ship gradually approached, and no one shouted, but just chirped slightly, signaling each other with his eyes and movements.

In a blink of an eye, three large ships leaned against the shore. People silently carried the coffin off the boat and placed it in the center of the crowd.

After tidying up his clothes, 6 feathers walked off the boat with the crowd. As soon as he got off the boat, a figure stumbled over and grabbed his clothes.

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Liu Yu's eyes suddenly turned red.

Standing in front of him was Wu Lingjiao, whose eyes were red and his head was white.

Two years ago, Wu Lingjiao couldn't find a few silver pieces, but now she was covered in snow-white hair. Her eyes were covered with bloodshot, and she had shed so many tears.

Facing the old man's gaze, Liu Yu was speechless and said, "Grandma Wu..." and choked up there.

Wu Lingjiao couldn't say a word, raised her palm and slapped it hard onto Liu Yu's face. This palm even used internal force, and half of Liu Yu's face suddenly became swollen, and blood also overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Wu Lingjiao had no intention of giving up. She took the other hand and slapped it on the other side of 6 Yu's face. Then she waved her hands in turn and fell on 6 Yu's face like a storm.

And 6 Yu stood there gritted his teeth, not moving.

Seeing this, people were stunned for a moment, then came to their senses, rushed forward, grabbed Wu Lingjiao's arm and dragged her to the side.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Wu Lingjiao shouted, punching and kicking. Although she had no rules at this time, her internal strength was in her body, so after the kicks, many servants were beaten to the ground by her.

After a lot of effort, people finally pulled her away from 6 Yu. Wu Lingjiao struggled hard until she was exhausted, but she refused to give up on her struggle and stopped panting.

"Grandma Wu, I'm sorry for you..." Liu Yu's cheeks were swollen and his voice became vague. As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Don't call me!" Wu Lingjiao roared sharply, "Lan'er died to save you. Why are you still alive? You are so embarrassed to come to see me? Get out! Get out right away!"

"No, mother-in-law, I won't leave." Liu Yu shook his head into a rattle, "Miss Wang Lan died for me, I want to mourn her."

"Who uses your false intentions? Who uses your false intentions?" Wu Lingjiao struggled to rush to 6 Yu's side, kicked him several times before being pulled away by people again.

"Mother-in-law," Liu Yu waited for her to calm down a little before speaking again, "Whether you agree or not, I will mourn the beautiful girl. This is the only thing I can compensate her, I must do it!"

"Okay, okay!" Wu Lingjiao gasped weakly, pointed at 6 feathers with her fingers tremblingly, "If you want to guard, just guard! Let's go! Let's go! Let him follow alone!"

As he said that, he pushed everyone away and walked towards the distance.

People were hesitant at first, but when Wu Lingjiao saw that they were hesitant, they started to scold. Then the people shook their heads helplessly and followed Wu Lingjiao's footsteps.

Soon, the crowd dissipated like a tide, leaving only 6 pigeons one.

Six Yu was afraid that Wu Lingjiao would be angry, so he dared to move forward after everyone had left.

The faces on both sides were as hot as fire, and tears flowed down involuntarily. 6 Yu wiped them randomly with his sleeves and stopped caring about it.

Wu Lingjiao kicked his right leg several times, and he limped when he walked.

The other people deliberately accelerated their pace under the leadership of Wu Lingjiao, and soon threw 6 birds far behind.

6 Yu did not go to see them, but just dragged his lame legs and kept moving forward, moving forward...

When he reached the gate of Jinling, the sun had gradually sunk to the west. The soldiers guarding the city were about to close the door when they saw 6 feathers limping from a distance.

When a soldier saw that Liu Yu had lame legs and blood was still stained by the corner of his mouth, he wanted to go forward to interrogate. But another veteran reached out and grabbed him, shook his head and said, "Stop asking, it's a sad person when he sees it, why bother to be annoying?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment when he stared at 6 Yu, and finally accepted the veteran's advice, silently made way out, and watched 6 Yu walk into the city gate.

In the evening, the noisy streets had already quieted down. A gust of cold wind was passing through the houses, pulling 6 Yu's robe to the east and west.

He still vaguely remembered the location of the Wang family, walking along the familiar and unfamiliar road. After walking for a while, the Wang family's mansion appeared in his sight.

A pale cloth belt was already hung at the door, and it was blown up and down by the wind, swaying endlessly. A sad and grief came from the courtyard, and the sadness and grief lasted for a long time.

When the servants guarding the door saw Liu Yu coming, they showed a hint of anger at first, but looking at his swollen face, blood at the corners of his mouth and limping feet, the anger on his face weakened a little. They nodded slightly to Liu Yu and let him into the yard.

Following the direction of sorrow and joy, 6 Yu staggered forward. When people along the way saw him, they avoided both sides from a distance, so as not to knock him down. Because along the way, 6 Yu was exhausted and had been walking in a few short steps.

Finally, he saw the carefully built spiritual shed. Unlike the temporary spiritual sheds built in Luoyang, the spiritual sheds here are extremely luxurious. The red walls and black tiles are like a majestic palace.

Wang Lan's coffin was placed in the middle, and the tied paper men and horses were neatly arranged on both sides, like stars holding the moon.

The ebony's spiritual position is placed directly in front of the coffin, with large gold-burned characters engraved on it.

Seeing the golden word "Wang Lan", Liu Yu grinned and actually smiled. The servants next to him were stunned and then glared at him.

But then they saw two lines of tears appearing with smiles.

While crying, 6 Yu dragged his injured leg to the spiritual position. He put his hand on the spiritual position and gently stroked the word "Wang Lan" engraved on it. This was an extremely rude act, but everyone was infected by the sadness on the body of 6 Yu, and no one stopped it for a while.

A crystal clear water light appeared in Liu Yu's eyes. He let go of the spiritual position, and his palm stretched to Wang Lan's coffin from a distance, and said softly: "Miss Wang Lan, you have finally arrived home."

Before he finished speaking, a bloody rain spurted out of his mouth. He leaned back and fell to the ground.

His internal injuries have never healed, and he has been forced to rely on the belief of "sending Wang Lan home" along the way. Seeing that Wang Lan's coffin had arrived safely, coupled with Wu Lingjiao's punch, he could no longer hold on and immediately lost consciousness.

By the time he woke up again, it was already a few days later.

What he was first to perceive was a scent of mugwort. The aroma was gentle and mellow, and it could calm people's minds without realizing it.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came: "How is Mr. 6?"

As soon as he heard this voice, Liu Yu sat up and shouted, "Miss Wang Lan, is it you?"

Then he opened his eyes.

A face that was very similar to Wang Lan suddenly appeared in his eyes, but compared with Wang Lan, the face looked more gentle. Her lower abdomen was also raised high, obviously she was pregnant.

At this time, when she heard the shouts of Liu Yu, she and the maid beside her looked at him and showed a surprised look.

Liu Yu also realized that he had recognized the wrong person and said embarrassedly: "It turned out to be my sister-in-law. I'm really sorry, I thought it was..."

As he said that, he remembered Wang Lan's voice, appearance and smile again. He couldn't help but the corners of his eyes were sore and almost burst into tears.

Wang Hui smiled comfortably: "Uncle, don't blame yourself too much. Everyone knows that you can't blame you for this."

"Mrs. Sister-in-law doesn't need to persuade me," Liu Yu smiled miserably, "I can't blame the death of Sister Wang Lan."

The room suddenly became silent. After a moment, Liu Yu said, "How many days have I slept? Have you missed the burial?"

Wang Hui shook her head: "No, today is the day for burial, and the carriages outside are preparing."

"Okay! Then I'll go see her off for the last time!" As he said that, Liu Yu stood up, hurriedly put on his outer robe, and was about to run out.

"Uncle!" Wang Hui shouted lightly, "Don't worry, you can clean up before coming out."

Seeing that 6 Yu was a little impatient, she said again: "Look at how I am now, do you want me to worry with you?"

When he heard this, Liu Yu lost his temper and could only open his hands and ask the maid beside him to help him put on his robe carefully.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!