Chapter 565： :Funeral in heavy snow

Shen Yizhi spoke with a hollow voice: "Brother Xiao, I don't blame you. It's a blessing for Xue Ting to have a brother like you in this life. I'm not familiar with the place and place. I'll leave it to Brother Xiao to take care of his death."

"I'll do it right now!" Xiao Xiong stood up and strode outside, with a biting wind blowing around him.

"Princess..." Military doctor Wen looked at Shen Yizhi with worried eyes.

"Doctor Wen, I'm fine. If someone comes later, please ask Dr. Wen to help entertain them. I'll go in and stay with Xue Ting for a while longer."

Shen Yizhi gave him a faint smile, turned around and entered the room.

Her smile seemed like a forced smile to Dr. Wen.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yizhi showed a relieved expression as soon as he turned around.

The more grief these friends of Gu Xueting felt, the more guilty and uncomfortable she felt. However, in order to make this fake death scene realistic and hide it from the people behind it, she had to hide it from them and continue to act out.

The news of Gu Xueting's death spread among the army. The soldiers were all in disbelief. Their first reaction was, how is this possible?

In their hearts, Gu Xueting is a god-of-war existence. He is indestructible. Even in the face of difficult battles, he can lead them to victory. Even if he is injured, he can appear in front of them in high spirits the next day.

This makes them often subconsciously ignore that he is actually a human being, made of flesh and blood, and can be injured...or even die.

It wasn’t until the mourning hall was set up and the soldiers came to express their condolences and saw with their own eyes the motionless and soundless man lying in the ice coffin that they really believed that Gu Xueting was really dead.

Eternally separated from their heavenly beings.

Many people burst into tears on the spot.

Kowtowing and banging in front of the ice coffin.

Shen Yizhi played the role of a widow seriously, kneeling in front of the brazier as silently as dead water, mechanically adding paper money into it.

“My condolences to the princess.”

“The princess is so pitiful…”

"The prince and the princess have been married for less than a month. This is really..."

Sighs, pity, comfort, all kinds of sounds came into his ears. Shen Yi knew that his face was numb with grief, but in his heart... he felt like laughing.

Xiao Xiong was still afraid that she would do something stupid, so he specially ordered his own soldiers to go to Suiyang City to pick up his wife and ask her to accompany her.

Mrs. Xiao was dressed plainly when she came. After entering the mourning hall, she lit incense for the person in the coffin, and then stayed with Shen Yizhi.

She held her hand, pulled her into her arms, and patted her back, "Brother and sister, cry out, don't hold it in your heart."

You often cannot cry when you are truly sad, but only by crying can your emotions be vented.

It snowed heavily for a day, covering the entire northern region in pure white.

The next day, Gu Xueting's coffin was carried onto the high platform of the training ground.

Underneath, all the officers and soldiers of the Shanhai Navy were solemnly arranged in a military formation, holding weapons in hand and standing silently in the snow, letting the wind and snow invade.

Dayin Xisheng.

There was silence all around at this moment.

Shen Yizhi heard the sadness in their hearts.

The sad voices gathered into a torrent, lamenting the death of "Gu Xueting".

In the evening, Shen Yizhi walked up to the high platform and bowed deeply to the soldiers.

Because of her actions, there was a small commotion in the originally tight military formation, and many people subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

After a long time, Shen Yizhi straightened up and left step by step.

In the wind and snow, her back was so thin and thin, as if she would fall down at any time.

However, until she left everyone's sight, she stood strong.

Xiao Xiong glanced at his wife, and Mrs. Xiao immediately understood and followed her.

After three days of rest, Gu Xueting's coffin was buried in Tianling Mountain.

After returning, Shen Yizhi locked himself in the room and saw no one.

Mrs. Xiao was very worried and could only look through the window from time to time to make sure she didn't do anything stupid.

In a separate wooden house in the military camp.

This is the residence of a lieutenant general.

At this moment, the invisible Gu Xueting was standing on the roof, his consciousness shrouding the people in the room.

The breath of the archer remained on the severed arrow taken out from his body. The tracking talisman can follow the breath on it to find it. He followed the tracking talisman all the way to find it.

The people in the house were undoubtedly the ones who shot cold arrows at him.

It’s just that he is just the final implementer, and he is not the real mastermind behind the scenes.

In the room, the deputy general had no idea that he was under surveillance and was writing a letter at his desk.

It was nothing more than telling the person who ordered him that Gu Xueting was dead and the mission was completed.

In the past few days, Xiao Xiong has been tracking down the murderer like a mad dog. He had to be careful to avoid exposing himself. It was not until today that he had time to spread the news.

He finished writing the letter and was about to roll it up and stuff it into the bamboo tube when he suddenly smelled a subtle sweet fragrance.

Where does this fragrance come from?

With such a question running through his mind, he lost consciousness, his eyes dull, staring ahead aimlessly.

That incense is an ecstasy incense that can confuse people's minds and reveal the secrets in their hearts.

Gu Xueting appeared in front of him, "Who is the person behind you?"

*

In the wooden house, Shen Yizhi was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the roof, tears falling silently, soaking the pillow.

Mrs. Xiao came in with a food box and sighed heavily when she saw it.

"Brothers and sisters, at least eat a little. If you don't eat or drink like this, your body will collapse sooner or later. Qing Bao and the others are still pointing at you."

Mrs. Xiao learned from her husband that although Shen Yizhi and Gu Xueting had been married for only a month, they already had two four-year-old children, Qing Bao and Yuan Bao.

She is also a mother, so Shen Yizhi will always listen if she thinks of using her children as an entry point.

Sure enough, after hearing the word "Qing Bao", her eyes became lively. She sat up from the bed and took the bowl from Mrs. Xiao's hand, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Having not spoken for a long time, when she spoke, her throat seemed to be stuck, and her voice was hoarse.

Mrs. Xiao stroked her hair: "Thank you, I don't have to see my sister-in-law outside."

Shen Yizhi just took a sip of porridge when he noticed Gu Xueting coming in and continued eating calmly.

Gu Xueting leaned against the cabinet on the side and watched with interest as she looked as if she felt more sorrow than death.

His presence obviously put Shen Yizhi's acting skills to a great test. It was like an actor having his family visiting the show while he was acting. It felt shameful and awkward.

She finished the porridge quickly.

Mrs. Xiao was very pleased, "Eat another bowl and you will see how thin you are, which is really heartbreaking."

Shen Yizhi shook his head, "Sister-in-law, I'm full."

“Well, you have a good rest and I won’t disturb you.” Mrs. Xiao went out carrying the food box.

As soon as the door of the house was closed, Shen Yizhi fell into someone's arms.

"I never knew that Zhizhi was so good at acting." A joking voice rang in her ears, and heat sprayed into her cochlea.

Shen Yizhi glanced at him sideways, "Huh, I wasn't forced out. Did that person explain?"