Empress (gl)

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"Blind again?" Prince Jing's jealous words made Liang Qiongshi's heart tighten, "What does Prince Jing mean?"

"It's Emperor Qian who abandoned the country for the beauty! My old concubine, haven't you understood yet?" Xu Zhaojing's face flashed a little crazy, "But so what if he abandoned the country? Naturally, the beauty will not be His! Jiangshan beauties, this hall wants it!"

"Huh? Me? Beauty? Jiangshan? Prince Jing, you are joking." Liang Qiongshi suppressed the urge to scold 'crazy', and smiled softly at Xu Zhaojing, "Your Majesty has a gap in his chest, how could he abandon Jiangshan for Qiongshi... ..."

"Hehehe. He doesn't need to give up. All he has to do is to encounter bandits during the play, get seriously injured, and die." Xu Zhaojing murmured into Liang Qiongshi's ear one by one.

"Then I don't know where the crown prince came to Qiongshi? Qiongshi is..." Liang Qiongshi frowned, and moved a few steps to the side calmly.

"Hehehe." Xu Zhaojing smiled lowly to stop the woman in front of him from escaping, "Qiong Shi! Qiong Shi! It's useless for you to be smart all your life. I'm afraid you don't know that the good brother in this hall has already sent a funeral for you. ?"

Chapter 73

"Has a funeral been issued?" Liang Qiongshi immediately thought of the order issued by the king before.Did the king have expected that she would fall into the hands of Prince Jing? If he had expected it, then what was the king's intention? Liang Qiongshi raised her hand and pushed slightly in front of her, and heard another sound beside her ear. Sneered, "Brother Huang probably never thought of making your eyes better!"

"What do you mean?" Speaking of eyesight, Liang Qiongshi thought for a few times. It is an indisputable fact that her eyes are good and bad. Could it be that the person in front of me knows something? If he knows something...

"Hehehe. Now that the matter is up to now, how can you ask what you mean!" Xu Zhaojing grabbed Liang Qiongshi and walked a few steps towards the door of the chariot, "It seems that the emperor has never read with you the letter written by the palace and him." Secret fold."

"Since it's a secret book, how can I read Qiongshi? Your Highness thinks highly of Qiongshi." Liang Qiongshi said calmly.

"You don't care?"

"Why should you care?"

"There is a good cure for eye diseases in Mizhe!" Xu Zhaojing became more and more unwilling to see the meaningless expression of the people behind him.

"If the Holy Majesty doesn't want Qiongshi to recover from her illness, then just be blind. After so many years, I've already gotten used to it." Liang Qiongshi was unmoved.

Since the Holy Majesty didn't read it to me, it must be her thinking, so why should she bother others.

"Oh. Forget it. Brother Huang is just a corpse anyway." Xu Zhaojing suddenly grabbed Liang Qiongshi's waist, and stuffed a pill into her mouth, "Qionshi is destined to stay with the palace."

"What do you mean?" Liang Qiongshi didn't struggle, but was confused, she remembered that the king just passed out, and General Yu was beside him.

"General Yu is the eyeliner of this hall!" Xu Zhaojing was a little proud, "After a few days, the palace and the emperor's brother have a funeral, and you will return to the court with this hall. This hall has accepted Ming Zhi, and will never treat your Liang family badly." ."

"Mingzhi..." Liang Qiongshi deliberately ignored the words 'bereavement', having experienced 'hysteria', she no longer believed so credulously that the king would be defeated by Prince Jing, "Sister, after all..."

"Seven years ago, Ming took the righteous poison..."

"Oh. What about Jones's wrist?"

"This hall is just trying to gain a chance for you, Qiongshi, through Mingzhuo's hand." Xu Zhaojing held the hand of the person beside him, looked over and over again, and seeing that there was no change, he smiled, "Look , but seven years, it is already good."

"Really? Does it have to be scrapped again?" Liang Qiongshi looked at the gradually clear car screen in front of her, knowing that her eyes were completely healed.But looking at the out-of-standard embroidery on the car curtain, she instantly understood that the man in front of her would not let her go once she ascended the throne.

"Yes! Maybe these wrists will have to be disabled again!" Xu Zhaojing regretted all the time, "It's a pity, who let you know so much that you shouldn't know."

"I shouldn't know, does it mean that your Highness killed the king?" Liang Qiongshi couldn't figure out why the lunatic in front of her wanted to heal her eyes.Do you want her to watch her suffer again?

"Hahaha. Qiongshi, misfortune comes out of the mouth. The Holy Majesty died accidentally, what's the matter with this hall?" Xu Zhaojing lifted the curtain of the car, and took Liang Qiongshi to look at the temple outside the chariot, "This hall directly took you to the place of sacrifice. Land, are you happy?"

"Huh?" Liang Qiongshi narrowed her eyes, looking at the golden glazed tiles intersecting with the vermilion wall, "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

"It's the first time Qiongshi has seen the light in seven years, and it must be..."

"Your Highness, worry too much!" Liang Qiongshi turned her head and looked at the man she was very familiar with. Although she had stubble on her chin, she was not at all depressed. "Since that night seven years ago, Qiongshi has no interest in light." ..."

"Hehehe." Xu Zhaojing stared into Liang Qiongshi's eyes, froze, "I know that I was sorry for you in the early years..."

"I'm still sorry." Liang Qiongshi didn't want to talk to Xu Zhaojing, but quietly looked at the temple in the morning light.

……

Liang Qiongshi didn't understand the concept of contradicting the crown prince, but Xu Zhaojing's sudden courteousness made her feel thorny.

Holding the Buddhist beads tightly in her hand, Liang Qiongshi looked at the mourning hall arranged by Xu Zhaojing.After returning from the temple, she was transferred to such a place.

"Tomorrow, you just need to kneel on one side and cry." Xu Zhaojing and Liang Qiongshi took advantage of the moonlight and told her.

"Why?"

"Because the emperor's brother died."

"Isn't Qiongshi also a person who has been sent to mourning?"

"You die at this time..." Xu Zhaojing paused, "It's not the time."

"Oh?" Liang Qiongshi turned the beads in her hands, noncommittal.

"You should die in grief after the emperor's brother is buried. Only in this way can the world be convinced."

"Why bother?" Having thought through Xu Zhaojing's ambition, Liang Qiongshi blinked her eyes, "A mere Qiongshi can't stop many people talking."

"It's better than nothing, isn't it?" Xu Zhaojing's hands tightened, "Besides, this hall still has the late emperor's will."

"En." Liang Qiongshi made a soft voice, then turned around, quietly waiting for the dawn.

And Xu Zhaojing didn't retreat, and waited inside the house.

As the morning light diffused into the mourning hall, a group of officials in sackcloth and filial piety filed in with the eunuch's reminder.

"Emperor Liang's family is here. All virtuous people can pay homage to him first."

Not knowing Prince Jing's intention, Liang Qiongshi frowned and returned the salute to the person who greeted her.

After seeing the emperor and the empress, they bowed to them, and the 'virtuous ministers' who knelt on the ground did not know who started it, and shouted, "The sage has passed away, and the empress mourns."

Hearing that everyone was calling for 'Jie', Liang Qiongshi glanced sideways at the 'Zhongliang' who were all in the hall, pursed her lips, but didn't open her mouth, just went into the room according to Xu Zhaojing's wishes, changed into a filial dress, knelt at the first place, and cried hypocritically .

Arranging mourning halls for the survivors, I am afraid that only Prince Jing can do it. ...

The emperor was in danger on his west tour, and abandoned his people.

Looking at the incense ashes scattered on the ground, Liang Qiongshi couldn't help feeling a little flustered as she looked at the white candle.The mourning hall has been set up for seven days, and after tomorrow, it is time to carry the coffin back to Gandu, but the Holy Majesty has not yet appeared, it is really not good.

But being anxious doesn't really solve the problem.

Listening to the girl serving at the side calling her to get up, Liang Qiongshi frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Go back to your empress, the prince wants a servant to invite you to the chariot." The servant at the side saluted Liang Qiongshi respectfully.

"Where are you going?" Liang Qiongshi didn't intend to give this servant girl a good look.

"Go back to the empress, go back to Gandu." The maidservant cowardly replied, it was supposed to be a good thing for the prince to do, but she didn't understand why the empress in front of her was unhappy.