She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

"Kangdang—"

The coffin lid was very heavy, and several long nails were nailed on it, making it almost impossible to break it off with bare hands. But Li Yaoche went crazy, he grabbed the edge of the lid with both hands, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he lifted the lid with another low shout.

It was empty.

Li Yaoche's face was wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat, rain, or tears.

There was a deathly silence all around.

Jiang Ting and the others were startled for a long time, staring at Li Yaoche couldn't recover.

Li Yaoche stared at the empty coffin for a long time, then he suddenly raised his head to the sky and laughed, the voice was very sad and creepy.

Jiang Zhao's face was bloodless, and he was the first to wake up from the maniacal laughter. He made up a little awkwardly: "The reason why there is no Goro's body in this coffin is because...his body was cremated. , This is Goro's own request."

The maddened laughter stopped.

Li Yaoche knelt down in front of the grave, staring at the empty coffin in front of him. His bun was messed up, and a few strands of hair fell down and hung around his cheeks, making it difficult to see his description clearly.

Jiang Zhao and the others dare not approach him.

Guilty and scared, Jiang Ting stammered and said, "Fifth brother's body is about to be cremated, and he, he probably is, afraid, afraid that you will dig the grave..."

Jiang Yue's face turned pale, she glanced over, and said in a low voice, "Stop talking!"

Jiang Chen was also terrified, staring nervously at the man kneeling on the ground, completely unaware of what shocking things this man would do.

But Li Yaoche just knelt there, as if rooted, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he didn't know what was wrong.

After a long time, the Jiang brothers heard footsteps coming from behind.

General Zhang passed by them and walked to the grave with his saber in hand. This tall and thick man stood silently beside the man, wondering if the wind was too loud, he seemed to hear whimpering.

The drizzle hit the face, which was chilly.

General Zhang sighed softly, took off the cloak and put it on the man's back, and said in a low voice, "My lord, go home."

Li Yaoche remained motionless, like a cold tombstone.

After an unknown amount of time, he got up suddenly and walked out without looking back.

It rained non-stop at night, and Feifei was continuous.

His face was all wet, and his messy hair stuck to his face. No one could tell whether it was rainwater or something else.

It can't be tears, Jiang Yue thought in a daze, it's impossible for a tough person like Li Erlang to cry.

General Zhang followed closely behind his lord, silent.

When he got close, he could find that Li Yaoche's eye sockets were red, and the tip of his nose was also a little red, obviously he had cried.

General Zhang couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure out what the lord was laughing at that time, and he couldn't figure out why the lord was crying later.

Hundreds of famous members of the Li family guarded the surroundings in an orderly manner. Everyone returned to the mansion in silence, tacitly keeping silent about what happened today.

General Zhang personally sent his lord back to the bedroom.

The boys had already lit the lights in the house, it was bright and warm.

General Zhang felt that his lord needed to be quiet, so he retreated silently. The moment he turned around and closed the door, he saw his lord sitting by the bed with a blank expression, his expression seemed to be in a daze, as if in a daze.

"Hey…"

General Zhang sighed and shook his head, then turned and left.

The darkness of the night seems to be irreversible, and the wind and rain are blowing, as if it is pouring on people's hearts.