Ms. Doctor Divine

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Chapter 862 Portrait

“I have changed my mind.”

“It is the first endowment ceremony for the heir, and it is extremely important. So we can’t possibly demean the heir.”

“So, keep a low-profile for the Queen’s funeral. Make sure the complete process is done, especially the worship. She is going to be carried into the imperial graveyard. You from the Ministry of Rites should be in charge of that, and don’t bother anyone from the ministry, just remember to keep it low-profile!”

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“The Queen passed away because of long-time sickness. We can’t announce to the public the exact information. Just say that she passed away because of sickness.”

“And keep the ceremony bustling. It is a peaceful world, so we need to add more happy things. An endowment ceremony is a happy thing,” the King said as he looked at those officers.

The officers exchanged a look between themselves in surprise.

It was so difficult to guess what the King was going to do next. It was good that they had said nothing before, otherwise there would be unexpected consequences yet to come.

The King had, one moment ago, intended to pay more attention to the Queen’s funeral, but now they understood that the simplified funeral of the Queen showed one thing clearly – the King wanted the heir to take the throne.

The officers kowtowed politely in front of the King and the Empress Dowager, “We understand.”

The King nodded and waved his hands, telling them to get down to their own business.

The officers from the Ministry of Rites retired politely. The Empress Dowager was very satisfied by the King’s arrangement, so she got up and said, “I am sorry, King, but I need to return to Cining Palace now.”

“Also, Lord Huai’s wedding has to be postponed, I am afraid. As for exactly when… just wait until all of these incidents have passed, and then we will know.” The Empress Dowager reminded him.

The King nodded.

Lord Huai was already engaged, so it did not matter when the wedding was held. His mother, after all, just passed away.

Then the Empress Dowager left.

The King was left alone in the imperial study, feeling distracted.

He had been too busy to think about what he should do a while ago, but when all the orders were passed on and he became free to think, he suddenly felt that his heart had been emptied.

It was not supposed to be like this! None of this should have happened!

The King sat in the chair, looking distressed.

“De Fu, there is one portrait of the Queen painted by the painters before, bring it to me, please, I would like to take a look at it,” the King said.

De Fu nodded and left.

The King was suddenly reminded of the portrait. The painter would always paint one portrait for the princesses each year, and the painter especially liked painting the Queen, but after the second year, the Queen did not seem to be that interested in being painted. She disliked being seated there for too long.

Though no one paid attention before, there were still some portraits remaining.

De Fu took the portraits for the King in a

hurry.

The King was reminded of Jiang Shuang from years back, and soon fell asleep.

In the dream, Jiang Shuang no longer had the touch of toughness of those from the Jiang Family.