Upon hearing her words, the sadness on consort Chu's face lessened.
There was a gentle look on his face.
"Of course, after getting married, you will have a husband."
Madam nie looked at the center of the mourning Hall gently. Little Chen had been buried. However, the memorial tablet was placed in the middle.
"Look, the memorial tablet in the middle belongs to your husband. He had been buried three days ago. Today was the seventh day of his death, the night of his return. You'll be able to see him tonight."
"When other people get married, they all want to bury the woman alive. Our Li family is a benevolent family, we can't ruin your life. When my son returns, you can just get to know him. However, you can't allow anyone else to do it in your life. In the future, when you die, you must be buried with my son. When you go down, you must serve my son with all your heart.
