Rustle!
Hearing the commotion, everyone on the road consciously made way, and Nie Yun and the other two also moved to the roadside.
A procession slowly approached, everyone dressed in white with grief written across their faces. It was actually a funeral procession.
"Funeral processions usually head out of the city. Why is this one going into the city?"
"Keep your voice down. I heard it's the Wen Family's young lady!"
"The Wen Family's young lady? You mean Wen Yanping, that talented girl accomplished in both letters and martial arts? Didn't I hear she got married?"
"That's right. Her wedding three months ago was grand; she married into a wealthy family. How could she suddenly have died?"
"She married into the Hao Family of Lotus City. The Hao Family is no weaker than the Wen Family. The union of the two great families should have been a good thing, but someone died so soon afterward. There must be conflict between the two families!"
"A married daughter is water poured away. Even if she died, she should be buried with her husband's family, shouldn't she? Why send her back?"
"Who knows? We can't make sense of the affairs of great families. In any case, sending the body back definitely isn't a good sign..."
Seeing the name and memorial tablet on the funeral procession, the surrounding crowd whispered among themselves.
Nie Yun and the others knew nothing of the Wen Family or the Hao Family and paid them no mind. They followed behind the crowd and were about to move on when a succession of hoofbeats rang out. A group of people appeared before the funeral procession, blocking its path.
"Stop!"
A dignified middle-aged man on a fine horse shouted loudly, blocking the funeral procession's way.
"They're from the Wen Family!"