My host is the thief six

Chapter 2079 I will always be true to myself (18)

Just when they captured Xinghe Diwang, a bunch of assassins suddenly appeared around them and launched a sneak attack. The martial arts of those killers were not inferior to Yu Haoyang.

As a result, their soldiers suffered heavy casualties, even Yu Haoyang was seriously injured, let alone Emperor Xinghe, who was stabbed to death by those killers.

Later, Yu Haoyang tried to walk out of the palace with his seriously injured body, but he failed.

They even saw their general in front of them, turned into bloody water by the poison from the wound, those killers didn't even leave his body behind!

After listening to the soldier's narration, the people around couldn't help the sourness in their noses.

Yu Sheng was the only one standing aside, looking at her toes with her eyes closed, not knowing what she was thinking.

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The news of Yu Haoyang's death quickly spread throughout the capital, especially when the common people learned that he died for their safety, the whole country mourned.

On this day, white silk was hung in Yu's mansion, and all the servants in the mansion were dressed in plain white, even Yu Sheng was no exception.

Even the hair ties that tied her hair had turned white.

Walking in the Yu Mansion, she looked up at the white silk hanging on the buildings, her face was indifferent, and every step she took was very slow.

She walked through the rockery and the pond, and every scene here seems to have been deeply reflected in her mind.

death, what is it?
Why are they crying there?

Why did everyone come back, but he didn't come back?
I don't understand for the rest of my life.

Why can't people come back after they die?
With such doubts in mind, Yu Sheng walked all the way to the front hall. In the center of the front hall was an empty coffin, and inside the empty coffin was a set of clothes.

Those were the clothes that Yu Haoyang had worn all his life.

The gate of Yu Mansion was open, and the people standing outside were all the people of the capital, and they came to see Yu Haoyang off.

When almost everyone walked in, there were tears on their faces.

Next to the empty coffin were Yu Lan and Yu Qingjun, brothers and sisters. They also endured their grief and entertained those around them.

"That is……"

"That seems to be the third lady of the Yu family, right?"

"I heard that Miss San was rescued from the snow by our General Yu seven or eight years ago. After failing to find her relatives, he chose to adopt her..."

"How can we say that our generals are her reborn parents? Why does this third lady look...not sad at all?"

When the people waiting in line outside the door saw Yu Sheng appearing in sight, almost all their eyes were glued to her face.

They clearly noticed that the expression on Yu Sheng's face hadn't changed at all, so they couldn't help but began to whisper.

At first, only one or two people were talking, but gradually, more and more people were talking, and those voices reached their ears.

Yu Sheng stood beside the front hall, and glanced sideways at the common people outside the door.

That one look alone silenced the common people, and they didn't dare to continue to say anything. They didn't dare to continue communicating until Yu Sheng looked away again.

"Why does that Third Miss seem weird to me..."

"Did you feel it too? That line of sight doesn't seem to be something normal people can have..."

"I'm now convinced that the third lady is really not sad at all. I can't see any signs of her crying at all..."

　It seems that the ancient plot is only halfway through, let me repeat, finish writing as soon as possible

　　
　
(End of this chapter)