Su Zhaoning sat in the carriage with Nan Minxing in his arms, and Nan Qichen and the four princes rode in front.

The crowd suddenly swung in, and they were almost swept away.

The four princes immediately made a decision and asked the coachman to drive the carriage into the corner.

Despite giving up their position, the moving crowd was like a long dragon with no end in sight, still surging.

They can only stop temporarily.

The terrible cry frightened Nan Minxing in the carriage. There was a prison experience, and Nan Minxing's child's nature was more stimulated. He hugged Su Zhaoning's neck tightly and asked, "Mother, what happened?" ”

Su Zhaoning shook his head, lifted the curtain and looked out.

I saw that the crying people on the road were all ordinary people, including old women with white hair, girls in the mood for love, muscular men, and old men on crutches.

Tears wet the girl's face and moistened the man's eyes, the old woman cried, and the old man also sighed and was full of sorrow.

With so many people sad and such a strong emotional rendering, Su Zhaoning couldn't help but bend down and stand up and lift the curtain of the entire carriage.

Her gaze touched on the black coffin that had come from the soldier.

Such a color and shape reminded Su Zhaoning of the scene she had been tortured in her heart.

Although he knew that his husband was not dead, looking at the blood-stained clothes in the coffin, Su Zhaoning's heart was almost overwhelmed by the stone.

Now this scene is familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar is the coffin. The coffin that was carried in this way naturally contained dead people.

What is strange is such a huge scene.

If it is sad, if it is moving, who will be the person in the coffin?

Su Zhaoning looked at the four princes over there, and asked deceptively: "What have the four highnesses heard, I don't know who the funeral person is?" ”

"It's not a funeral, it's a homecoming." The people next to him took the initiative to explain while wiping their tears.

Su Zhaoning still didn't want to believe the answer he had come up with in his heart.

She tried to find a reason to comfort herself, Chen Tianyang was a victorious general, and he was only in his twenties......

"Tianyang!" A mournful female voice rang out.

I saw the county lord of Anyi riding a horse galloping. Her face was full of tears, her voice was hoarse, and there were many people on the road, but none of them were put in her eyes.

galloped to a place still some distance away from the coffin, only to see An Yi dismount with a neat turn, and then ran straight towards the coffin.

"Not good!" The fourth prince understood An Yi's thoughts, and he hurriedly dismounted to stop him, but unfortunately the distance between him and An Yi was too far and he was powerless.

Seeing that An Yi's head was about to hit the coffin that was being carried, a soldier next to him fell off his horse and blocked directly in front of An Yi.

An Yi's body hit the soldier's chest, and the soldier's back hit the coffin completely.

An Yi used a lot of strength this time, and the soldier closed his lips tightly, but blood still spilled out from the corners of his mouth.

An Yi herself was also knocked to the ground.

But as if she didn't feel pain, An Yi got up directly and rushed to Chen Tianyang's coffin.

The fourth prince grabbed An Yi in time this time, he pulled An Yi aside, and scolded sharply: "Don't mess around!" Let Tianyang go home first! Do you want his coffin to fall straight to the ground? In this way, the wandering soul will not be able to return home. ”

The people who were frightened by An Yi's actions also came back to their senses, and the old woman remembered with a long cry: "Let General Chen go home!" ”

"Let's go home!" The soldiers carrying the coffin shouted in unison.

The rest of the soldiers next to him also shouted in unison: "Let our general go home!" ”

The tear-eyed girls also shouted: "Let General Chen go home!" ”

The old man shouted in a trembling voice: "Let General Chen go home!" ”

"Let General Chen go home!" The child did not know what to do, but he also shouted loudly.

The cries of the entire street were replaced by cries of homecoming.

I don't know who started the tune, and I don't know who opened the mouth first, in short, the streets and alleys are full of voices calling for "homecoming".

In the midst of the increasingly uniform sound of returning home, an exceptionally clear and piercing voice sounded.

"Come home!"

"Come home!"

"Come home! My son! ”

The sound of the last sentence made everyone consciously get out of the way. I saw that Mrs. Weiyuan Hou was held to one side by Chen Yurui and the Seventh Princess, and walked towards Chen Tianyang's coffin almost on her knees.

Every step she took, it was as if she had exhausted all of Madame Chen's strength, her knees were weak, and her feet knelt down uncontrollably. But she can't kneel, she can't stop, she has to take her son home.

"My son, my mother is here to take you home." Madame Chen's eyes were nailed straight to the coffin, and she couldn't see or feel anyone else.

She only knew that the son who was angry with her but knew how to buy food and come back to coax her, the son who often traveled far but remembered to write letters and returned, the son who was a toddler and swayed to approach her in memory, there was no more!

"My son, go home, my mother will take you home." When Mrs. Chen finally saw that she was about to walk in front of the coffin, she suddenly quickened her pace and couldn't wait to pounce forward.

The Seventh Princess and Chen Yurui were completely unprepared, and all three of them fell to the ground.

The people hurriedly wanted to help Mrs. Chen, but they stopped at the place where they were approaching.

Because such a mother, such a mother, the grief on her body is too heavy.

Everyone was overwhelmed by this sadness before they even approached.

Su Zhaoning sat in the carriage and never got out of the carriage, nor did he lower the curtain of the carriage.

As if her time had stopped, Su Zhaoning kept maintaining the posture of lifting the curtain and looking at it.

She can no longer deceive herself, all this, all of this, is showing that the person in the coffin is Chen Tianyang.

Chen Tianyang is dead.

Even if she opened her eyes wide and wanted to observe, discover, and guess all the possibilities through her own meticulousness, Su Zhaoning knew that Chen Tianyang was really dead.

Chen Tianyang's death is not like her husband's fake death last time.

Chen Tianyang's death was in front of thousands of soldiers. Chen Tianyang's death was to abandon these thousands of soldiers. Chen Tianyang's death is not only separated from his family, but also from the people who defend the country.

He, Chen Tianyang, has been fighting for the people and defending the country all his life.

Therefore, Su Zhaoning knew that the farewell of that day was an eternal farewell.

Su Zhaoning didn't want to recall the scene of that day. Su Zhaoning didn't want to think about the encounters he had.

She is also a citizen of the country, and she has also been guarded by this victorious general, and she also wants to shed tears for him.

But, this tear, she can't shed it at this moment, she can't shed it in front of anyone else.

The prison door had just been closed, and she had already experienced the danger of seizing the heir.

What's more, he is alive and she can't give him anything.

He's dead, is she going to make him lose his reputation?

Su Zhaoning lowered the curtain, and the last scene in her eyes was that Mrs. Chen stood up alone and hugged the black coffin.

"Return, return, my son. My mother once took your little hand and walked all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and my mother once held you in my arms to watch the flowers bloom in this spring. Mother, today, I will take you home in person. Your soul, if it is here, you must take your mother's hand. If your soul is still in Jingzhou, you will hear my call. Madame Chan hummed a tune and walked slowly forward with the coffin.

Just like she was really held by her son, without the support of her daughter and daughter-in-law, she was able to move forward step by step.

Hearing that Mrs. Chen was humming a tune that ordinary people coaxed their children to sleep, the people spontaneously hummed along with Mrs. Chen's tune.

The lyrics of this song have obviously been changed by Mrs. Chen. But every one of her words was deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.

They were willing to accompany Madame Chen to summon their victorious general home.

"Return, return, my son. My mother once took your little hand and walked all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and my mother once held you in my arms to watch the flowers bloom in this spring. Mother, today, I will take you home in person. Your soul, if it is here, you must take your mother's hand. If your soul is still in Jingzhou, you will hear my call. ”

In this song, Chen Tianyang in everyone's memory is alive.

The General Chen, who fell from the sky, turned over and dismounted, and neatly pulled up the girl who was about to be injured. He rode a white horse to rescue the girl, but rode away again.

General Chen, who had a gentle smile and was particularly gentle to the old men on the street, and General Chen, who guarded their territory and returned triumphantly every time, galloped all the way on horseback, and galloped all the way away. It was as if he was not going to a distant place from which he would never return. He just continued to be stationed at that distant border for the people, and continued to be their patron saint.

General Chen, who never flinched on the battlefield and hid behind people, stood in front of his soldiers and repelled the enemy with one sword after another. The long sword in his hand is the light that always guides the way in the hearts of the soldiers. That lamp is now forever left in Jingzhou City.

The coffin was carried little by little closer to the Weiyuan Marquis's Mansion, with Mrs. Chen walking in front and Chen Yurui and the Seventh Princess walking behind.

Chen Yurui's tears had already wet her clothes.

The seventh princess's heart was also so painful that she didn't feel it. She thought that when she saw An Yi looking for death and life, she should be very happy.

This An Yi, since she married Chen Tianyang, how many grievances have she given herself.

Chen Tianyang is gone, which makes the other party even more uncomfortable than killing An Yi.

The Seven Princesses know all this.

But when she saw An Yi, who was dragged aside by the four emperor brothers and cried until she was hoarse, the seventh princess had no happiness, only jealousy.

She is Chen Tianyang's wife, and she is the woman who can die on his coffin.

It turned out that the two men he loved were dead.

It turned out that Chen Tianyang was dead, and she found out that she was in love with him.

The Seventh Princess watched the coffin be carried into the mourning hall, her knees weakened, and she fell to her knees without any support.

If you can come back, come back and continue to be angry with me. Even if you go to help Su Zhaoning again, even if you come to protect An Yi again.

As long as you're alive, that's enough.