The Lu Family arrived at the Nanyang Prince Mansion just in time for Lu Xuan's funeral.
Chief Historian Feng took charge, setting up the mourning hall in the front yard. The mansion was adorned with white lanterns, and all the maids and house servants were dressed in white.
Aunt Mei's eyes were swollen from crying, her face full of sorrow, standing there trembling as if she might faint at any moment.
Lu Ruohua was also sobbing uncontrollably, leaning against Aunt Mei.
Lu Ying, too, wore a mournful expression, though compared to Aunt Mei and Lu Ruohua, he was a bit more composed. After all, at eleven years old, he should shoulder the responsibility of a man at such times and greet the Lu Family members.
Among those who came to mourn were a few of Lu Xuan's cousins and some younger family members. The Lu Family Master had more pressing matters and had already gone to the Capital City to congratulate the Empress on her ascension.
