Her fist was clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and she lowered her head to gaze at the person beneath her. Subconsciously, she reached out with her hand and placed it on his throat. Her five fingers were slightly spread apart, and all she needed to do was exert some force to pinch him until he turned blue in the face!

  However, the guard beside her made a false move faster than she thought, with one knife across her throat, and shouted: "What are you doing!"

  She paused for a moment and then suddenly woke up with a start.

  The person under her gaze was quietly looking at her with a pair of calm eyes, without any intention of resisting. Not because resistance was futile, but because in her current state, she couldnt pose any threat.

  Her hand was already on his neck, this action was very dangerous, the nearby Cheng Xiaos face had sunk, as if waiting for her to make another move, his knife would slash her neck!

  Things dont look good.

  With a flick of her eyes, Hua Yus expression softened and her sharp claws transformed into soft little hands in an instant. She stroked the mans neck and chest, batting her eyelashes as she said: "This young master is truly handsome!"

  “……”

  Jiang Xuanjins originally calm expression was cracked by her shameless touch.

  His eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes also turned stern. He propped himself up from the ground, and without any mercy, he threw the person on him to the ground.

  "Ah!" The jade pendant fell to the ground and rolled a couple of times, almost hitting the wall behind.

  "Youre so violent!" She got up with a grievance, pinching her throat and said, "How can you be so rude to a delicate girl like me?"

  How can you still be so shameless, yet act like a delicate lady? Jiang Xuanjin shook his head upon hearing this, brushing off the paper money from his robes and frowning at her.

  Hua Yu smiled hypocritically as she looked back at him, but the turmoil in her heart was not so easily calmed. It was a strange fate to be able to encounter the person who killed her the moment she woke up. Unfortunately, she had no chance of revenge now.

  Impulsiveness is a fools errand, wisdom is the superior strategy. Since theres no opportunity today, let it go for now, theres always tomorrow. Huai Yu wanted to let it go, patted the dust off her skirt and said magnanimously: "If it were someone else, I wouldnt let them off so easily, but looking at your elegant demeanor, young master, Ill let it slide this time."

  With that, he waved his hand at him: "Well meet again someday."

  Its clear that she fell from the sky and landed on him, but why does it sound like shes forgiving his mistakes? Jiang Xuanjin felt a bit bewildered and even lowered his head to think about where he went wrong.

  Before he could think of a solution, the person in front of him suddenly darted forward with a "whoosh".

  "Halt!" He frowned.

  Li Huaiyu certainly didnt stop, but instead ran even faster, taking three steps for every two, and directly squeezed into the crowd at the side of the official road.

  She came out to see her own coffin, where did she have so much energy to entangle with the enemy who couldnt be killed?

  The funeral procession came out of the palace, and the official road was crowded with onlookers. When Huaiyu squeezed to the front, the hearse cart happened to pass by from the front.

  A high, eight-horse-drawn hearse made of pear wood, with a cypress coffin on top emitting a dim light. White silk ribbons tied into bows floated around the coffin, while white mourning lanterns swayed back and forth at the front of the coffin, bearing two large characters written in bold strokes.

  Danyang

  Its not a dream, nor is someone playing a joke on her. The Princess of Danyang has indeed passed away, but she inexplicably came back to life in another persons body, watching her own funeral with wide eyes.

  A loud "dong" sounded from the front of the funeral procession, a sheet of spirit money was raised high into the air and then fluttered down in all directions.

  The people around felt unlucky and spat out the paper money, but Huai Yu stood still, allowing a piece of paper money to cover her eyebrows. Amidst the noise, she suddenly heard Huairens voice again:

  "Imperial sister, wasnt it you who killed Grand General Sima? I know, you couldnt have possibly killed him!"

  "Its me, how can it be not me?"

  "Heavens principle is clear, there are always right and wrong, good and evil. If its you, I wont show mercy; if its not you, I will surely protect you!"

  Protect her? Li Huaiyu came back to herself and laughed softly.

  Things in this imperial court have never been as simple as Hualien thought, just look at her, she trusted him once and was framed to death, what a painful lesson!

  Only she didnt know if Hua Lin had figured it out after her death and whether he could continue to hold up the Li familys regime.

  She was dazed and distracted, while the people around her were discussing in hushed tones.

  "Look at this grand procession, its even more magnificent than the funeral procession of Sima Xiangru."

  "Pshaw! Whats the use of such a big show? When Sima Xiang died, tens of thousands of people knelt to see him off. Look at what this Princess has got - everyone is just watching like theyre eating melon seeds and enjoying the show!"

  "What a pity to waste such good golden nanmu wood on burying this filthy beast!"

  "Prime Minister Sima can rest in peace now, his murderer has finally gotten what he deserved!"

  Listening to the curses by her ear, Li Huaiyu wiped her face with a paper money and pretended to be angry, following up with a curse: "Yes, retribution!"

  The people next to her looked at her and praised: "This girl seems to be a person with a sense of justice too."

  "You must have been persecuted by Princess Danyang as well."

  "Thats right!" Li Huaiyu nodded heavily, "She took away my freedom and ruined my reputation, making me exhausted and worried for eight years, its really hateful to the extreme!"

  Is it that miserable? The gaze of the common people towards her was instantly filled with sympathy.

  Li Huaiyu also felt a little sympathy for herself.

  Eight years of absurd dreams, earning a thin lucky name after death. However, the fragrance only lasts for a hundred generations, while the stench can last for ten thousand years. Thinking about it this way, hey! Shes not at a loss!

  Forced a smile, jade-like eyes saw the coffin pass in front of her, still couldnt help but stretch out her hand and wave at it.

  Good luck, Danyang.

  The lantern was blown by the wind and spun around in a circle, with the two characters "Dan Yang" swaying back and forth, as if also waving at her.

  Hua Yus eyes turned red, and she immediately turned around to leave.

  But at this moment, a commotion broke out in the distant crowd, and cries of "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" exploded like thunder on a spring day.

  Several large bundles of straw were ignited, burning into raging fireballs that suddenly rolled down from the eaves of the houses beside the official road and pressed towards the coffins in the center of the funeral procession.

  "Its on fire!"

  Shrill cries rose, and the people on both sides of the official road hastily dodged, those fireballs rolled all the way, igniting the flying paper money on the road, and the flames spread instantly.

  The funeral processions guards were in a panic, with many people at the front drawing their swords. The pallbearers in the middle were grasping the scabbards to block the fireballs, but all around them were paper money and the flames were raging out of control, unstoppable. All they could do was watch helplessly as the white cloth on the coffin also caught fire.

  "Put out the fire! Put out the fire quickly!"

  The funeral procession, which had been in perfect order just a moment before, was suddenly thrown into complete disorder. Li Huaiyu stood by, dazed, and when he finally realized what had happened, he burst out laughing.

  Isnt she being treated unfairly? She cant even rest in peace at her own funeral. Isnt it said that the deceased is to be respected? Have those individuals abandoned even this basic etiquette?

  Whoosh whoosh whoosh

  As if to confirm her thoughts, a large group of masked men suddenly emerged from the rolling fireballs behind the roof, each holding a knife and moving extremely fast, like locusts rushing towards her coffin.

  "Protect the soul!" The Tiger General shouted loudly, and for a moment all the military officers on the official road drew their swords, welcoming this group of uninvited guests.

  However, they were caught off guard and couldnt withstand the other sides well-prepared attack. The masked group divided into three teams, with two teams fighting the guards in front of and behind the coffin, while the middle team brought iron shovels and directly rushed onto the eight-horse carriage, quickly prying open her coffin.

  Ah!

  Hua Yu heard the dull sound and looked at the masked men in front of her, who were almost frantic. She wanted to laugh, but couldnt move the corners of her mouth.

  She offended so many people when she was alive, how could they let her be buried in peace? They must drag out her corpse and tear it to pieces!

  Its a pity to say that the princess, who was once so noble and respected, never heard any kind words while she was alive, and even in death, she couldnt rest in peace. Even the Tiger Guard Lieutenant who escorted her funeral procession probably secretly hoped for her miserable fate. As expected, he didnt exert himself to stop them, watching with open eyes as a group of people slowly lifted her coffin.

  Looking at the high-lifted coffin lid, Li Huaiyus throat felt a bit tight, his eyes scanned over the group of expressionless guards, his fists clenched and then helplessly loosened.

  Forget it, she got what was coming to her, everyone in the world thinks she deserved this kind of ending, so she should have this kind of ending, whats unfair about that?

  Taking a deep breath, she turned her head away, unable to bear looking anymore.

  However, with this turn of the head, a cyan-colored robe suddenly appeared in front of her. The hem was blown by the wind and fluttered, and the water pattern embroidered on it seemed to come alive and ripple, dazzling her eyes.

  Li Huaiyu was taken aback and followed the shadow with her eyes.

  That emotional masked person was about to throw the coffin cover onto the street, but suddenly felt a weight in her hand, and a strong force came rushing, unable to resist, and she loosened her grip.

  With a "thud", the coffin lid fell back into place, stirring up several wisps of incense ash.

  The crowd was shocked, and they slowly looked up to see a person falling from the coffin lid. He wore a cyan-colored robe that fluttered in the wind, his figure slender and elegant, looking like a refined young nobleman. But this young man had an overwhelming aura, and as soon as he stepped on the coffin lid, it became as heavy as Mount Tai, impossible to lift again.

  He waved his hand to extinguish the burning paper money, stood up and pulled in his sleeves, his eyes gleaming with a sharp rebuke: "How dare you!"