"Ye Ying, Lan Xihe was once your wife and now she has died to protect you. Look..." Jun Ning closed her eyes and said, "Will you take care of her burial?"
She died, and it was because of an assassination.
The motives were impure, filled with malice.
A grand burial was impossible; Jun Ning was not a saint.
Jun Ning could easily instruct a couple of servants to drag Lan Xihe's body away and bury it somewhere. However, Jun Ning had concerns about the bond between Ye Ying and Lan Xihe.
After all, they shared several years of mentor-apprentice relationship, as well as several years of marriage.
Neither of these feelings is trivial.
Jun Ning was worried that Ye Ying might not agree with her way of handling it, or that he might resent her for taking it upon herself to handle Lan Xihe's body without consulting him, hence she needed to ask for Ye Ying's opinion.
Ye Ying looked at Lan Xihe's body and let out a cold laugh, saying, "She was not my wife, and I never married her!"
