Raiders of His Royal Highness

"You are not worthy of being an emperor, you are not worthy of being a husband, and you are even less worthy of being a father... You are destined to be alone."

"But don't worry, after you die, those ministers will still cry for you. So you can go on your way with peace of mind..."

Yu Ling spit out each word softly, Emperor Jingming listened slowly, the boss who had opened his eyes and slowly stared at Yu Ling with a smile on his face.

In the end, his face was flushed red, and he didn't come up in one breath, completely out of breath.

He didn't close his eyes until he died.

Yu Ling gradually stopped the smile on the corner of her mouth, approached the bed, lowered her head and quietly looked at Emperor Jing Ming who had just died.

"Eunuch Cheng." She called out in a low voice.

Eunuch Cheng who was waiting outside heard Yu Ling's voice, gently opened the door and walked in.

He quietly glanced at Emperor Jing Ming who was no longer breathing on the dragon bed, his heart tightened, and his expression became more cautious: "What is your Highness' order?"

Yu Ling sighed softly, stopped looking at the man who could not be called her father, turned around and walked out.

Death is like a lamp going out, and the clouds and smoke of the past are blown away by the wind.

"Clean up the Chongming Palace and announce the emperor's death..."

As Yu Ling's voice disappeared in the Chongming Hall, Eunuch Cheng slowly stepped forward and looked at Emperor Jingming who stared wide-eyed.

With a complicated expression on his face, he stretched out his hand and slowly closed Emperor Jing Ming's eyes.

……

Not long after, the news of the emperor's death spread very quickly.

Many people had already predicted this day in their hearts, so many people were not too surprised, they just didn't expect this day to come so soon.

The coffin of the first emperor will not be buried in the imperial mausoleum until seven days later. Ministers of civil and military affairs, concubines, princes and princesses have all come to pay respects and keep watch over the past few days.

In the prepared mourning hall, Yu Ling and several princes and princesses knelt on the futon, burning stacks of yellow paper.

Yu Shu bit her lip, her eyes were red, and she looked very sad.

"How's the queen mother? Is she feeling better?" Yu Ling lowered her head and asked Yu Shu in a low voice.

A few days ago, after the news of Emperor Jingming's death reached Zhengyang Hall, Empress Song didn't recover, and fainted suddenly under sudden grief.

Up to now, I have only had a look at the mourning hall with the help of the maid.

Yu Ling knew in her heart that even if her mother knew about Emperor Jing Ming's cruelty and use of her, the harmony between husband and wife and the deep love between the emperor and empress that Emperor Jing Ming had created over the years were not fake, so how could her mother resent Emperor Jing Ming? Nor could he really be indifferent to his death.

Due to the death of Emperor Jingming these few days, she has not set foot in the Zhengyang Palace yet.

The tears in Yu Shu's eyes couldn't hold back any longer, and rolled down her cheeks. She reached out to wipe away the tears, and replied in a low voice: "These days, the empress is mentally exhausted, and she doesn't even want to drink medicine..."

Yu Ling's hand holding the paper money paused, and she nodded: "Understood, I'll go and see the queen mother later."

It was getting late, and lights were lit everywhere in the palace.

Yu Ling walked out of the mourning hall, and the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs knelt on the ground outside the house.

"It's getting late, I'll stop here today, my lords, go back."

Many ministers who had knelt for a long time thanked them, stood up tremblingly, and prepared to leave the palace and return home.

Several important court officials kneeling in front surrounded Lu Zhenglan and walked to Yu Ling's side.

"Your Highness, the late emperor has passed away for a few days, and will be buried in the imperial mausoleum in a few days. A country cannot live without a king, otherwise the subjects will be terrified... Therefore, I would like to take the liberty to ask, when does Your Highness plan to succeed?"

With a solemn face, Lu Zhenglan asked about this in a low voice.

It is also because the prince has never expressed his position on the matter of succession these days, so these courtiers are a little impatient, so they ask this question before the late emperor's spirit.

Yu Ling, who was standing against the backlight, had a calm expression, and she told Lu Zhenglan: "Let Qin Tianjian choose a date, just get ready."

After speaking, he walked in the direction of Zhengyang Hall.

When they heard her words, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would not succeed to the throne after having resentment towards the late Emperor.

The few people who got the letter discussed various matters concerning the crown prince's ascension, and they left the palace while talking.

Along the way, night has fallen.

Yu Ling stepped into the brightly lit Zhengyang Hall, and saw Empress Song, who was leaning on the soft bed, frowning, and pushed away the medicine bowl handed to her by the maid.

"Let me come." Yu Ling took the bowl of medicine without any hassle, and waved to the maids waiting on the side.

After the maids saluted, they retreated quietly.

Yu Ling handed over a small spoonful of concoction, and said softly, "Queen, no matter what, you have to take care of yourself. Shu'er and Erchen are very worried about you being sick in bed."

Empress Song opened her half-closed eyes, looked at the spoon in front of her, and then at Yu Ling who was holding a medicine bowl with worried eyes.

After a long time, she drank the concoction with the spoon Yu Ling handed over.

Seeing this, Yu Ling's tense body slowly relaxed, and her eyes were slightly red.

Fortunately, her mother did not blame her or resent her for forcing the old man to death.

"Now, the queen mother only has two children, you and Shu'er, how can the mother be willing to let you worry..." Queen Song lowered her eyes, enduring the frustration and sadness in her heart, and softly comforted Yu Ling.

She's just a little resigned.

Unwilling to live in the lies that Emperor Jing Ming made up for her for so many years, unwilling to accept that all the love she thought was just a play on the occasion of Emperor Jing Ming, and even more unwilling that her husband, whom she was devoted to with all her heart, sacrificed her son for the sake of other women and sons. put to death.

Until the news of Emperor Jing Ming's death came, at that moment she felt that her life was like a joke, she woke up from the lie and faced the reality, that kind of gap made her unacceptable.

Yu Ling nodded, changed the subject, and said in a low voice: "Master Lu Zhenglan just asked my son about when he will succeed to the throne, and my son asked Qin Tianjian to choose a date as soon as possible to hold the enthronement ceremony."

Regarding this matter, Empress Song was still a little worried: "If someone finds you..."

Yu Ling shook her head, "Don't worry about the queen mother, only you and Rong'er know about this matter now, no one will find out."

As far as Yu Ling is concerned, her succession as an elder brother can also fulfill the regret in her heart...

However, Empress Song was startled when she heard Yu Ling's words. She looked carefully at her calm-faced daughter, and after a long while hesitated, she said, "You and Miss Qin...you..."

It's no wonder she asked this question. It was the tenderness on her daughter's face when she mentioned Miss Qin just now, which made her feel that things might not be simple...

Could it be that her daughter and Miss Qin really...

Yu Ling pursed her lips, nodded, and softly talked about her and Qin Zhirong.

It took a while for Empress Song to digest this fact, and said in a low voice: "...so you and Miss Qin... are you going to continue like this?"

"I used to think about finding a suitable time for you to fake your death, so that you can recover your daughter's body, marry a good family, and have someone to rely on for the rest of your life..."

Empress Song never imagined that her daughter would fall in love with Miss Qin, and Miss Qin would also fall in love with her own daughter.

Up to now, she still feels a little dizzy from the shock of this fact.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-2002：10：50～2021-10-2101：31：36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～