Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 340 Married Soul
On the second day of the Beginning of Spring, the clouds were overwhelming and the wind was bitterly cold.

In the front hall of Duke Lu's mansion, all the flowers and branches in the jade pot spring vases were replaced with golden chrysanthemums, and the servants who came in and out of the mansion were all wearing coarse white shirts.

Since the Southern Xinjiang army returned to the capital yesterday, the people in the whole city have known the news that the Ninth Prince died in battle.

Although it is a pity, it is also helpless.

Swords have no eyes, if something really happens, you can only accept your fate.

Just after the Zhengyuan Festival, the Spring Festival couplets on the doors of every household and neighborhood are still brand new and festive, but just yesterday, all of them changed from red to white, from joy to mourning.
The common people can do this, not to mention Duke Lu's mansion who is already close to the Ninth Prince.

When the Lu family heard the news yesterday, they were all shocked, their faces full of horror.They never expected that such a talented and handsome figure as the Ninth Prince would end up in such a miserable end.

In addition to feeling sorry for the Ninth Prince, what worried the Lu family even more was Lu Siniang's mood.

The mandarin birds are scattered, where do they go?
That delicate and infatuated daughter's family must cry to death?

Fortunately, Lu Ziyu was crying non-stop yesterday, and he was not frantically looking for death or life.

It's distressing to look at the devastated appearance, but after all, this matter cannot be shared by others, so the lover can only let the infatuated person slowly see it away.

Because of the recent turmoil in the court, Lu Jinyan and Lu Zhiting also stayed at home due to illness.

Early in the morning, all the people in the Lu residence sat at the table to eat with sullen expressions.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was oppressive, and the voices of talking, laughing and teasing in the past were all hidden away, only the clear and crisp sound of the collision of spoons and bowls made a quiet clang on the table.

This meal is heartbreaking
At the Eight Immortals table for reunion, a seat was vacated.

The seat that was supposed to be reserved for Lu Ziyu was now empty.

Li Qiong twitched her nose and just put a mouthful of porridge into her mouth, when a rushing sound came from her ears.

"It's not good, it's not good—" Luo Ning ran over from the direction of Lanyue Pavilion, sobbing, "I'm gone, my wife is gone!"

A table of people was dumbfounded.

It should have come, and it has come.
When Shen Lan heard that her daughter was gone, she covered her face with tears like broken beads and sobbed bitterly, "I said I had to watch her yesterday, what if I can't handle such a cruel thing?" ?”

Shen Lan couldn't hold back anymore, Li Qiong also mourned along with her.

She put down the spoon in her hand and hurriedly pushed Lu Zhiting, "Brother Ting, hurry up and find Si Niang, go!"

Lu Zhiting held Li Qiong in his arms to comfort him, and he patted Li Qiong's shoulder lightly, "I know, I know. Don't worry, be careful of the fetus in your stomach."

Li Qiong was pregnant for more than three months, and she just found out a few days ago.Now her stomach is slightly bulging, showing her bosom.

Lu Zhiting was also in a state of anxiety at the moment, wishing to tear himself apart for use.

He was deeply worried about his little sister, but he also missed his wife.

"When did you find out that it was missing?" Lu Zhichen asked suddenly.

Compared with the helplessness of the previous family, Lu Zhichen was obviously the calmest at the moment.

Luo Ning wiped away her tears, "I brought breakfast into the house just now, and found that the door of my wife's boudoir is open, and the bed is already completely cold."

She was sad and complained to herself, stretched out her hand and slapped her face hard twice, "I am a heartless wolf with a big tail, I should have guarded the door last night."

"Did you take anything from the room?" Lu Zhichen asked again.

Luo Ning shook his head, then nodded again, "Take it with you."

"What did you bring?"

"The wedding dress! The fourth lady took the wedding dress away!"

wedding dress?

Everyone was stunned.

Well done, where can Si Niang go with her wedding dress?
Is it possible?
Lu Jinyan clenched his fists tightly, his eyebrows twitched, "Send someone to look for it, send someone to look for it—"

When a girl's loved one dies, where can she go with her wedding dress in the middle of the night?
The answer is self-evident.

That Jiaojiao didn't plan to live anymore, and didn't plan to have her parents, brother and sister-in-law.

"My lord, my lord." Alu flapped his robe and ran over from the backyard, "There is one less carriage in the backyard."

Missing a carriage?
Is it possible that this suicide has to go to a far away place?
I left the mansion in the middle of the night, and now I am afraid it will not be
Shen Lan's eyes were darkened, and she fell to the ground helplessly.

Yanfu, study.

The room was as warm as summer, and the heating was so hot that people were sweating a little.

Yan Huaijin sat at the desk in a plain cloak, feeling uneasy.

Ever since the Southern Xinjiang army returned to Beijing yesterday and the news of the Ninth Prince's death spread, he has been in a state of confusion.

If she found out about such a big matter, she would be in such pain that she would not want to live.

But Yan Huaijin faintly felt that there was something strange about the death of the Ninth Prince, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Just thinking about this matter, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Young master, something serious happened!"

Yan Huaijin gathered the cloak around his shoulders, stepped forward and opened the door, "It's so early in the morning, why is it so urgent?"

Xu Huai frowned, and hurriedly said, "Si Niangzi disappeared, I heard that she drove a carriage out of the mansion at night."

gone?
Yan Huaijin's jaw tightened, and his handsome eyes shrank suddenly.

He paused, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you mean missing?"

Xu Huai slapped his thigh, his tone was so anxious that he raised his voice a lot, "That's... just planning to die for love for the Ninth Prince! I left the house in the middle of the night and didn't let anyone know about it. Isn't this a preparation for self-immolation?"

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that his son would not understand what he meant, so he stretched out his hand to "wipe his neck" before giving up.

Yan Huaijin saw Xu Huai making that self-inflicted gesture, and he panicked for a moment.

If Sister Yu could really run out of the mansion, it would be because there was no one around to guard her. If she wanted to do something stupid, she could just leave it in the mansion, why bother to run out of the mansion?

He felt that although Lu Ziyu was a woman, she had a strong heart, so she shouldn't lose her mind and do things that would hurt her.

"Don't talk nonsense, help find someone first." Yan Huaijin put down his words and walked towards the stables in the backyard.

Xu Huai followed beside him, hurriedly explaining, "My lord, I'm not talking nonsense. I heard that Fourth Lady was still wearing a wedding dress when she left the mansion!"

"Wearing a wedding dress?" Yan Huaijin stopped and thought,

Suddenly, his warm brows and eyes darkened, "Do you know about marrying a soul?"

Xu Huai was stunned, his eyes were as big as copper bells.

"I have a legend that if one of two lovers dies, the other can take the relics of the dead, wear a wedding dress and do something that ordinary people can't do, and then marry the soul." Be sympathetic."

"If you can persevere in completing the difficult task, the two of you will be able to fuse together in soul, and put the unfinished marriage in this life into the next life to recount."

Yan Huaijin's tone was sad, with distress on his face, "If other people find out about her soul-marrying, I'm afraid her reputation will be ruined, and no one will be willing to marry her in the future."

"The top priority is to quickly find Si Niangzi. But where will Si Niangzi go to marry a soul?" Xu doubted.

Yan Huaijin looked into the distance, looking at a green hill and emerald top, "Fahai Temple"

　good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)