My husband is a traitor

Chapter 414 Cremation, Burial

Jiang Ying's ice coffin was placed in Ziyun Hall in Langqixia Palace in Jiang Lin.

She went in, tied his hair and wiped his cheeks, hands and feet without anyone else's hands.

Jiang Ying's body was extremely stiff and cold due to the long-term storage in the freezer.But the special spices made his whole portrait nothing more than sleeping, and the body was perfectly preserved.

After the wound on the wrist was treated, only a deep bloodstain was left, but no more blood flowed out.

"Our little baby is so beautiful." Jiang Linlang used a jade comb to comb Jiang Ying's white hair that was gradually losing its luster, and tied it with a small golden crown, meticulously.

If Qi Rui hadn't told her that the spices wouldn't be able to preserve his body for long, Jiang Linlang thought, her little baby could lie like this for a lifetime, and it would be better to stay by her side.Like Sleeping Beauty who never left.

Bowing her head, she gently pressed her forehead against Jiang Ying's smooth forehead. Jiang Linlang closed her eyes. His body was so cold, but she refused to let go and hugged him quietly.

"Lin Lang, it's time to go."

Outside the hall, Qi Rui's voice sounded as soft as a sigh, reminding her that she should leave no matter how reluctant she is.

A hot tear dripped from the corner of Jiang Linlang's closed eyes, and slid down Jiang Ying's white face.

"Let's go."

Then, Qi Rui's shadow guards came in, closed the ice coffin, and lifted it up.

A group of people went straight to the mountain where countless loyal souls of the Jiang family were buried, and found a flat place.

Jiang Linlang refused Qi Rui's help, picked up the little boy carefully and cherished, and walked towards the cremation platform step by step.

Qi Rui waved his hand, and the shadow guard stepped back.

The woman was wearing a plain white skirt, her back was thin and clean, but her movements of hugging the boy were effortless at all.

Jiang Linlang put Jiang Ying on the wooden bed covered with many flowers, knelt down beside him, stroked his hair gently, and said softly, "Little baby, sister knows you should be afraid of fire...but You are so beautiful, you shouldn't be rotting in the dirt and being eaten by bugs... Such a beautiful baby, I heard that after cremation, the soul will be free, and you can go wherever you want."

As she spoke, tears filled her eyes again, but she didn't cry. Her little baby said, don't cry.

Finally hugging his cold little body, Jiang Linlang's heart hurts, it hurts like a knife is piercing her heart, this is her lost brother, who has not gotten along well together to make up for the years of vacancy ...

He just disappeared.

In the next life, if there is another life, I will definitely be a good brother to my sister. My sister will take good care of you, protect you, and never make you suffer again.

This hug made Qi Rui feel distressed, and his eyes were somewhat complicated.

With such a cautious yet reluctant attitude, Lin Lang will probably remember Jiang Ying and think of him in this lifetime.

"Linlang, it's time." His eyes were full of wind and clouds, and finally, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he spoke with a bit of pity and helplessness to remind Jiang Linlang who was nostalgic.

He lit the torch and stepped forward.

Jiang Linlang's chest rose and fell, suppressing her crying, and slowly let go of the sleeping cold boy in her arms, and finally pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Tears slid down and fell on my mouth, salty and bitter.

Then, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, stood up, fixed her eyes on Jiang Ying who was lying on the wooden bed, stepped back step by step, and took the torch from Qi Rui.

His hands were trembling, but he was hesitant to put them down when he raised them. He was holding the torch tightly with his knuckles, and his eyes were filled with mist.

Qi Rui thought, maybe she really couldn't do anything, and was about to say take her place, when she saw her take a firm step forward, the torch in her hand fell down like a thousand catties, and lit the firewood under the wooden bed.

The weather was fine, the sun was just right, and the flames lit up all at once, reflecting Jiang Linlang's face brightly and warmly.

But her eyes were full of sadness, and she wanted to rush forward several times to save Jiang Ying from the fire...

Back then, was it also the same kind of fire that left such indelible marks and pain on the cute little baby who called her?

She watched helplessly as the flames engulfed the young man who was as pure as pear blossoms and as pure and beautiful as snow.He bit his lip tightly, trying not to cry out.

"Lin Lang, don't look, don't look." Qi Rui saw that her shoulders were trembling, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails were embedded in the flesh of her palms, her eyes were very red, and she refused to shed tears, and her lips were bitten hard by her. Deep, with blood color.

He was so distressed that he stepped forward and hugged her shoulders from behind, covering her eyes with his big hands.

Jiang Linlang broke away from him, her voice was hoarse, crying and mournful, "Little baby!"

At this time, on the mountain not far away, a gust of wind blew, and countless pear blossoms came from nowhere like a breeze.

Flying one by one in the light of the fire, the petals of the pear blossoms were engulfed by the heat of the fire, and drifted to the distant sky with the wind.

Jiang Linlang stared blankly at this scene, her tears stopped for a moment, she looked at the sky, where the pear blossoms drifted away, raised her head, and did not dare to blink her eyes.

A hallucination appeared before her eyes——

Her little baby regained its beautiful and perfect face, like a real angel, standing in the place where the pear blossoms gathered in the air, looking at her with a bright and clean smile.

Qingfeng held her face, as if there was an invisible hand, slowly falling on the corners of her red eyes from crying, gently soothing.

She forgot to shed tears in a daze, and looked up at the young and tender voice and said, "Sister, take care. Goodbye."

Well, baby, goodbye.

She blinked, only the pear blossoms floating far away in the sky, and she smiled lightly at the distant place, with blessings on her face.

May you be free from illness and disaster, and be reincarnated as a carefree young man.

When the fire was extinguished, Jiang Linlang hugged Jiang Ying's urn and walked towards the re-erected tombstone step by step, placed the ashes in the pit, and put the wooden doll based on her next to the urn.

Then, bit by bit, the loess was sprinkled down and buried.

The tombstone was newly erected, and it was Jiang Ying's name, birthday, and death date that she personally carved in one stroke.

She supported the tombstone, gently pressed against the cold tombstone, and said softly, "Xiaoying, you should meet your parents again. From now on, you will live here with your parents forever. You will never be lonely again, Ah My sister will also come to visit you often."

As she spoke, she took out the candied haws from her bosom and placed them in front of the tombstone, "Bring your favorite candied haws with me."

Then she burned incense and kowtowed in front of her parents' tombstone.

"Father, mother, my daughter is not filial, she didn't take good care of my younger brother, and let him die because of me... Now that my younger brother is back with you, I hope that my parents will take good care of my younger brother. My daughter will often visit my elder brother and my younger brother..."

She kowtowed a few times, her head resting on the ground, and her tears flowed into the soil.

The breeze blew slowly, stroking her hair, as if silently comforting.

(End of this chapter)