The Fourth Lady novel Chapter 882

Looking at the mourning hall decorated by Suyun and the others, Hongyao had to believe that Qingyan had died, even if they couldn't find her corpse.

Wearing white clothes, Hongyao looked at Huruo in despair and said, "Huruo, do you think Yanyan is still alive? Maybe she lives in a place we don't know. Our daughter is still alive, isn't she? "

Huruo could only hold her in her arms. "Yanyan is dead. She has sacrificed herself to save us, but unfortunately, we couldn't find her corpse. Hongyao, we can only look at Yanyan's tomb and miss her."

Hearing what Huruo said, Hongyao slowly closed her eyes and said, "You're right. Yanyan is dead, and she died to save us. Yanyan doesn't want anything to happen to us, but in the end, it was herself who was dead. How can I accept such a result? Our Yanyan is still so young, She hasn't worn a phoenix coronet or a cloak, and she hasn't married her beloved man yet. Huruo, why does Yanyan have to suffer so much? "

Hearing this, Huruo could only hold Hongyao in her arms all the time, letting her tears wet his clothes. "Don't be sad, okay? Let's guard our daughter's tomb for the rest of our lives! Yanyan is our only daughter. It's a pity that she is dead. "

Hearing what Huruo said, Hongyao's eyes turned red again. Huruo, don't say anything more. She is so lonely on the way to the netherworld. I really want to go to accompany our daughter. Do you think our daughter will feel cold? A person in such a dark place must be very cold, right? " As Hongyao spoke, she became more and more agitated. "Huruo, tell me, do you know whether our daughter is feeling cold? Last night, I dreamed of our daughter. She cried and told me why I didn't save her. I regret it so much. Why didn't I die, but my daughter! "

Seeing the agitated look on her face, Huruo had to hold her tightly in her arms and said, "Today is Yanyan's funeral. We can't let anything happen to Yanyan's funeral. Although Yanyan is dead, we always love her, right?"

It seemed that this sentence gave Hongyao great motivation. Then she raised her head and nodded, "You're right. Today is our daughter's funeral. We can't always cry like this, or Yanyan will be very sad if she sees it."

Seeing the expression on Hongyao's face, Huruo breathed a sigh of relief, and then held her hand.

They didn't find Qingyan's body, so their so-called funeral was just to burn some Qingyan's clothes and bury them in a tomb.

"My poor daughter! If you are too cold over there, come to my dream and tell me so I can send you more clothes! " As Luobing spoke, he put a piece of paper into the brazier and said, "Yanyan, I know you must be very painful when you are dying. You must have suffered a lot before you died. I'm also very sad."

Looking at Luobing's red eyes, Hongyao knew that Luobing must have cried too. However, Luobing was indeed a tough woman. However, she knew that Luobing must be very painful in his heart, and what supported them was only that belief.

"Sister, Yanyan is dead now. We are going to leave after Yanyan's funeral, I will leave with Huruo." Hongyao looked at Luobing and said sadly, "We want to take some Yanyan's clothes back to the Baihua Island. I wonder if you can agree."