The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

In the winter of the seventh year of Fengyu, the emperor of Cangyue Kingdom passed away. On the same day, the crown prince announced to the world that the southern king, Muyun, had a heart of treason, and the emperor gave him poisonous wine to kill him.

Mu Yunhuai's coffin was carried out from the palace, and everyone in the capital would remember that it was a snowy day, the sky was full of snow falling, covering the dark coffin with a layer of white snow.

Everyone was puzzled, why did the emperor show great grace to the Southern King Long?But it made Nanwang feel rebellious. It's just that the emperor and Nanwang have always been brothers and sisters, so why did they end up like this.

Everyone didn't understand, so they believed what was said in the imperial edict. It was Nan Wang who betrayed his faith and betrayed the king's trust and ended up in such a miserable state. But what is the truth? Therefore, the crimes of King Nan were engraved in the hearts of these common people.

The coffin was delivered to the gate of the palace, and the eunuch stood on the steps to announce the decree. The servants and relatives of the Nanfu knelt all over the courtyard. They wanted to bow their heads and cry, but they dared not be disrespectful in front of the imperial decree.

The voice of the eunuch announcing the decree was very sharp: "The king of Nan pleaded guilty and punished him. The late emperor was grateful for his childhood friendship, pardoned the remaining people in the palace of Nanwang, canonized the son of Yanting as King Chen, and sent Nanwang's coffin to be hidden in Yanting three days later. He kept his filial piety for three years. The imperial edict is not allowed to return to Beijing." The eunuch put away the scroll and handed it to Mu Qianli: "My son Yan Ting, accept the edict!"

Mu Qianli clenched his back molars, clenched his hands between his knees, and his joints creaked. He looked at the eunuch in front of him sullenly, wishing he could rush forward right now and smash the imperial decree in the eunuch's hand. .

His father had been loyal to the late emperor for decades, and this was the result?Rebellious?Where did his father come from for his rebellious heart, and why did he need to be grateful to the late emperor?

Hatred surged in his heart, he wanted to rush forward, but Zheng Anjie took the lead to block him, knelt down to the eunuch and said: "The whole Nanwang Palace is grateful to the late Emperor Long En."

The eunuch snorted softly, and handed the imperial edict into Zheng Anjie's hands: "Since the concubine and the prince are grateful, they should pack up and go back to Yanting in three days."

"Yes!" Zheng Anjie said respectfully.

After the eunuch left, she finally dared to show her hurt. Holding the imperial decree, tears poured down like rain, and every drop fell into Mu Qianli's heart.

Zheng Anjie gradually cried out, the pain of losing her husband gradually made her pass out from the pain, the snow was still falling, it was white, and the pavement was clean.

Mu Qianli knelt in front of King Nan's coffin, and stretched out his hands to caress the coffin. He had just recovered from a serious illness. He was frozen in the snow, and then suffered from typhoid fever again. How could the pain in his body be equal to the pain in his heart? The master of body and mind is tortured to the extreme.

Mu Qianli brushed the snow on his father's coffin. The dark coffin was icy cold. He leaned on it, but couldn't feel the warmth he wanted. He suddenly remembered that on a stormy night, his father Holding his hand, leaning the tip of your nose against the back of his hand, the temperature was alive, but now, it's all gone cold.

The snow covered Mu Qianli's hands, soaking the warmth in that memory, and the biting coldness slowly penetrated into Han Che's heart. This winter is more difficult than every snow season in the past...

Mu Qianli sent his father to Yanting, Zheng Anjie was sad and sick, and could only sit in the carriage to rest. She picked up the curtains and watched her son walk in front of the prince's coffin, holding the prince's tablet, among the people Looking at each other in the market, slowly walking forward.

He has grown up, and his stature is much taller. He is no longer the boy who can only act like a baby in his arms. In just a few days, his shoulders have supported the entire Nanwang Mansion. He is King Chen. She used to worry about him Whether he is competent, but now, she believes that he must be able to afford the people of Yanting.

Mu Qianli walked forward holding his father's tablet, he could hear the criticism from the surrounding people.Today's Nan Wang's son is the son of a traitor, so those ugly words are naturally heard, but these people, what do they know?

Since he didn't understand, why should he argue with them? Mu Qianli could hold back his anger and keep his voice down. He wanted to use his actual actions to let the people know that his father was not a traitor in his lifetime!He wants to clear up his father's grievances, and let his father be cleared of his grievances. He Mu Qianli can wait for that day, and he will definitely wait for that day.

He stood at the gate of the capital city and turned his head to look back at the palace in the imperial city. He wanted to remember the appearance of this palace and let the palace remember his appearance. One day, he, Mu Qianli, would come back.Standing on this palace, overlooking thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Beijing Chapter · End