Jiangcheng, Yunfu.

In the elegant and luxurious yard, the eldest son of the Yun family, wearing a white brocade dress and a jade-like face. He was elegant and elegant, was reading a book in the pavilion.

It is the cold winter season, but the city of Jiangcheng is not cold. It is still sunny and the yard is green, and it looks like a spring scene.

"Big Young Master..." The servant wearing blue short-strike ran into the yard. Seeing the eldest young master reading in the pavilion, he quickly stopped and put away his rash appearance and walked over slowly.

Half a year ago, the eldest young master and the Chen family were in Piaoxiang Pavilion. For a singer, the eldest young master was pushed down the stairs by the Chen family. He was injured and fell asleep for three months before he woke up.

After waking up, the man lost his memory and his personality changed drastically.

The eldest young master who was originally very angry, didn't like reading, and was cynical, liked to stroll around the flower building, drink and have fun. He became mature and steady, liked to read, and was humble and polite to others, and didn't like to play anymore.

Everyone used to say that the eldest son of the Yun family was just a good example. Except for his good-looking face, he couldn't do anything. He had a handsome and gentle face.

But now, their young master can be considered consistent in his appearance.

Seeing the visitor, Yun Luochuan closed the book.

The servant entered the pavilion and called out again: "Master, Xiao Liu is back."

"Oh~" Yun Luochuan raised his phoenix eyes, "How?"

The servant said, "Xiao Liu said that the army has returned to the court, and the people from the Song family have also returned to the imperial city, but..." "But what?"

Yun Luochuan frowned a pair of sword eyebrows.

"However, Mrs. Song and the young master were infected with the evil diseases that infect humans on the way back to the imperial city."

With a bad disease, Yun Luochuan's eyebrows tightened a little more, and after a moment, they stretched out again.

There are two miracle doctors in the imperial city. Even if she gets into a bad disease, there shouldn't be any problems.

"Xiao Liuke told the people in the Imperial City shops that they would write me a letter every month about the big and small things that happened in the Imperial City?"

The servant nodded and said, "I've said it."

The eldest young master is really strange now. He is far away in Jiangcheng but wants to know what happened in the imperial city.

On December 19th, the General's Mansion of Zhenguo first cried out, and then a white lantern was hung at the gate.

The wife of the general of the country, Shen Wan, and the young master Song Zi'an, died of illness due to illness.

As soon as this news came out, the imperial city was in an uproar.

Because the evil diseases that the two of them were infected were contagious, the doctor advised not to stop the spirit for too long and to be buried as soon as possible.

On the morning of the same day, the General's Mansion of Zhenguo set up a mourning hall, and news came out that the funeral would be held tomorrow morning.

In the afternoon of the same day, there were endless people coming to pay their respects. In addition to the court officials, there were also merchants who had business dealings with Izumo Villa.

Xuanyuan Yu came only at night. Looking at the big and small coffins parked in the mourning hall, he couldn't believe that Mrs. Song and the young and cute baby were actually dead.

He put on three incense sticks, said something to comfort Song Heng and returned to the palace.

The next morning, before the funeral began, the street outside the general's mansion was full of people.

These people all knew that Mrs. Song and Young Master Song had a funeral today and came to see them off for a while.

When the time came, the funeral procession and coffin were carried out.

Song Ziling wore mourning clothes and walked in front with Shen Wan's spiritual position in her arms.

Song Ziyu was wearing mourning clothes like him, walking behind him.

Song Heng was wearing a black dress and walked beside the coffin, with a sad face.

It was like he really had his wife and children.

Looking at the coffin, the big and small, many people had red eyes.

The sorrows and joys started to blow, and the people standing on both sides of the street made whimpering and crying.
Chapter completed!