After being reborn, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Chapter 236 Opening the Coffin (Part [-])

The hatred in Wen Ruchun's eyes deepened.

Han Youning has been back home for so long, and Manager Lu has never mentioned this to her!
It turned out that he had long since ceased to be one-hearted with her, and had already begun to have reservations about her!

Han Sixing said from the side, "Girl Ning and my mother look exactly the same, and with the testimony of the maid Qiushuang, there is no doubt that she is my sister..."

A glimmer of hope was ignited in Han Youning's heart, and he asked Manager Lu, "You said you set the fire, are you sure that the person in the room is my mother?"

Steward Lu nodded and said, "During dinner in the evening, this old slave went to see Madam and asked her for instructions. She never left the room after dinner. The old slave blew incense into the room in the middle of the night, and He poured kerosene on the front and back of the house, and waited for the fire to burn before leaving. Fearing that the nearby villagers would find that the old slave was awake, he drank the drug and followed the guards to make a pile."

Han Youning said, "In other words, after the fire started, no one in Zhuangzi was awake."

"Correct."

Han Jun turned around and strode away, shouting as he walked, "Han Qing, gather twenty troops and leave the city immediately!"

"Yes!"

The guards in the outer courtyard immediately moved, and the twenty guards quickly assembled.

Han Zhang anxiously followed Han Jun, "You want to dig a grave? You need the consent of the clan, and you have to pick an auspicious day and time!"

Han Jun said, "Uncle and grandpa are here, I will take it as your consent! I'm afraid the one in the grave is not even Aman, what auspicious time to choose!"

As he spoke, Han Jun got on his horse and galloped away.

Han Sixing followed closely behind.

Han Zhang hurriedly shouted, "Prepare the car, prepare the car!"

Han's ancestral grave is in the western suburbs.

Under the night, there are dense pines and cypresses, scattered tombs and mounds, and the wind blows.

When Han Zhang arrived, the guards had already dug up Chen Man's grave, revealing the cedar coffin inside.

Han Zhang didn't dare to bring his people with him, lest he would spread the secret.

He hurriedly stopped Han Jun, and ordered people to bring joss sticks and burning paper from the carriage, as well as various tributes. He burned paper and prayed in front of the grave before letting Han Jun, his father and son and the guards work together to carry the coffin out.

Han Jun carefully cleaned the soil on the coffin, and with the palm of his hand firmly, with the dull and heavy creaking sound, the coffin lid was slowly pushed open.

Han Sixing stepped forward with the palace lantern, illuminating the inside of the coffin.

The clothes inside are still gorgeous, and the jewelry is still bright.

It's just that under the colorful flowers, there is a pair of black charcoal, which is terrifying.Although the coke couldn't support a human figure, it could be seen that it was burned into a distorted shape.Even though the years are long, people can't help but imagine the tragedy at that time.

Han Jun took a deep breath, his rock-steady hands holding the bow and sword trembling, and slowly lifted off layer after layer of clothes.

In the end, the body was revealed.

The abdomen was covered with scattered black lacquered bones, and some were tiny, almost indistinguishable bones.

Han Jun supported the coffin and straightened his waist. He almost couldn't stand up. With tears in his eyes, he said in a deep voice, "She is not Aman. Aman is not dead."

He spoke calmly, but there was already a turbulent sea in his heart, filled with sorrow and joy.

Han Zhang was surprised, "Then where did Madam go? If she is still alive, she should go back to the mansion to look for you when the Duke returned to Beijing."

Han Jun said firmly, "Maybe she was afraid, or maybe she forgot the way back home. After all, she is still alive."

Although Han Jun said so, there were countless uncertain thoughts flashing through his mind.

Aman probably managed to save herself after Qiushuang carried You Ning away and escaped.Maybe she was too timid, afraid that Wen Ruchun would silence her again, so she never dared to show up.

But he quickly rejected this idea. Even if she was afraid, she should go back to Xiangping Mansion, where her parents and children lived.

Or maybe, she had an accident on the way back to Xiangping Mansion?

But how to explain this pregnant corpse wearing her jade bracelet?
Could it be that the pregnant woman that Steward Lu saw was a pregnant woman secretly found by Aman?

But Aman has a kind heart, even if she is in danger, she will not let others die for her.The village is full of Wen Ruchun's people, and she doesn't have the ability to find a substitute without anyone noticing.

There is also a possibility that she was rescued by someone.That pregnant woman was a maze set up by the person who rescued her.

But why did that person make such an unnecessary move?After so many years, why didn't Aman come to look for him?

Han Sixing watched his father's face change from happy to sad, constantly changing.

He put forward a bold idea of ​​his own, "Father, is it possible that the mother has twins in her womb, and she just gave birth to a Lu Guanshi before she went to set fire?"

The hope in Han Jun's heart was shattered by his words.

This is also a possibility.

The imperial doctor's pulse is not absolutely accurate.

Han Jun stood beside the coffin for more than an hour, like a stone sculpture standing in the dark night.

The cold wind is bleak, and there is a vast twilight between heaven and earth, covering up ugliness, secrets, and pain.

The corpse was restored to its original shape, the coffin was closed, and it was placed back in the tomb, which was sealed and covered with frozen earth.

It was the second watch when they left the city, and it was almost the fifth watch when they returned home!
Han Youning slept on the couch in the outer study with his clothes on, waiting for his father to come back.

In the dream, there was a gentle woman walking towards her, sitting on the edge with a gentle smile, watching her quietly.

This is what a mother looks like, right?
It's so beautiful.

Han Youning smiled sweetly and woke up.

Sitting on the edge is my father.

The black beard, the vicissitudes in the eyes after the wind and frost erosion, the desolation after the catastrophe.

All these revealed truths, the one who bears the most is the father.Parents, wife, children, and himself, every layer of hatred is a bloody wound cut on his heart by a blunt knife.

He is too upright, he will take all the mistakes on himself, bear it silently alone, and refuse to speak or vent.

Han Youning sat up, holding his father's cold and broad hand, trying to wrap his little hand around him to keep him warm.

She asked softly, "Did Dad see it?"

Han Jun nodded, "I see."

"Is there really a fetus in the belly of the corpse?"

"Really." Han Jun said firmly, "So, your mother is not dead, Aman is still alive, she is still alive."

Han Jun repeatedly emphasized.

"She's still alive."

"She's definitely alive."

The big hand in Han Youning's hand was as firm as his words, tensed tightly, as if suppressing great pain, just like the turbulent undercurrent hidden under the calm sea.

Father, he had hoped, but he didn't dare to bear the disappointment that might follow after hope.

Although there is a fetus, the corpse is most likely not the mother.But there is no news from my mother for fifteen years, so there are countless possibilities behind this.

Of course, it's better than before. There is a possibility that the mother is alive.

Han Youning smiled happily, "Yes, mother is still alive."

　Ah... what day is tomorrow?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)