I was a princess in ancient times

Because King Jia suddenly went crazy, King Li and King Xiang were full of ugly behaviors, and the sleeping hall fell into an inexplicable silence, so that although Mo Yao's voice was not loud, it could clearly reach everyone's ears.

Ji Xinxue put more and more force on Yu Heng's wrist, her knuckles were almost blue and white, Yu Heng frowned slightly, and covered Ji Xinxue's with the other hand, shaking it soothingly.

Cui Taibao rubbed his ears, subconsciously turned his head to look at the people around him, he felt that he was hallucinating.

Jiawang?

Why?

With the sage's fickleness, could it be true that he would be flattered and filial?

The people who reacted the slowest were Taishi Jiang and the Queen. They were staring closely at King Li whose lower body was stinking, racking their brains to find excuses for King Li. In a short period of time, they even had no time to mind that King Li made a slip of the tongue and wanted to tear the queen into pieces. Thousands of things.

How can a person who is incontinent because of his younger brother's fright in front of his courtiers convince his courtiers after ascending to the throne?

The people present were either the elders of the clan, or the nobles passed down from the founding of the country and the officials of the third rank and above. They must not be dealt with by killing people... What else can we do? !

King Jia closed his eyes and stepped out of the hall with his other foot. He raised his head to look at the sun that was about to set on the horizon, then suddenly bent his legs and slammed his knees heavily on the ground.

The eyes that have been crying all day have been completely dry, and there is no longer a drop of tears, but the hoarse mourning from King Jia's throat is moving.

Hearing the mournful sobs, Jiang Taishi and the queen suddenly looked back to the outside of the hall.

The orange sunset shone on King Jia's tattered robe and arched back.

Against the backdrop of the warm light, the tall and burly Jia Wang looked like a slender boy, and he couldn't see Jia Wang's crazy side at all.

"Mo Yao, you made a mistake just now." Bai Qianli walked around in front of Mo Yao, his always flat tone finally fluctuated, "The saint's preferred successor is King Li, not King Jia."

Cui Taibao stroked his beard and snorted coldly, he didn't speak immediately but looked at Jiang Taishi maliciously.

The time for the aristocratic family to revive was too short, and Emperor Yanguang passed away too suddenly. He did not expect to be able to push King Xiang to the throne immediately.Arguing with Grand Master Jiang is just to make it more difficult for King Li to inherit the throne, and it is best to leave hidden dangers.

Only when King Li is unable to sit firmly on the throne can King Xiang have a chance in the future.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, he has not lost yet, Grand Master Jiang has already been roasted on the fire, tsk tsk tsk.

It was fine for King Li to be completely suppressed by King Jia, and it would not be shabby to swear a few poisonous oaths under the threat of life and death, but in front of the courtiers, he was frightened out of... a yellow and white thing.

Although King Jia saved his life for King Li and did not die together with King Li, King Jia has already dealt a fatal blow to King Li. Even if King Li can successfully ascend to the throne, the reputation of Huangbai Emperor will be borne for the rest of his life.

What made Cui Taibao even more unexpected was that he was still thinking about how to take advantage of King Jia's noise to make King Li's enthronement process more difficult, and King Li was actually pulled from the bottom of the pot.

As for who is Emperor Yanguang's preferred heir, Mo Yao and Bai Qianli gave completely different answers.

If he were Grand Master Jiang, even if King Li could inherit the throne this time, he would have to vomit and be unable to sleep for several months.

Cui Taibao showed a subtle smile on his face, put his hands into his wide sleeves, and did not hide his gloating at all.

Grand Master Jiang ignored Cui Taibao's silent provocation. He glanced at the surprised and flustered queen, turned his head to look at Mo Yao, and said in a deep voice, "I hope the general will not hide the saint's real last wish just because of his own selfishness."

Bai Qianli clasped her hands beside her silently, and looked at Mo Yao still with trusting eyes. She didn't believe that Mo Yao would betray Emperor Yanguang. Mo Yao must have been too anxious just now and made a mistake.

The courtiers in the palace who supported King Li bent down one after another, and repeated Jiang Taishi's words, "I hope the general will not conceal the saint's true last wish because of his own selfishness."

Mo Yao was not in a hurry to reply, he was thinking carefully.

It was a bit difficult for someone used to following orders, but he had no master and had to think for himself.

True last wish?

The first thing that came to Mo Yao's mind was Emperor Yanguang's unfinished sentence.

"Those three little bastards must have poisoned me..."

He analyzed the sentence in a strange way, and the sage felt that the people who poisoned were the three princes, or were related to the three princes.

After the saint passed away, only King Jia was heartbroken, concerned about who poisoned the saint,

However, King Li and King Xiang didn't even dare to get close to the saint, and even showed a faint dislike for the saint, never caring who poisoned the saint.

Mo Yao made a judgment.

Only King Jia cared about saints, and neither King Li nor King Xiang cared about saints.

So only when King Jia ascended the throne, with King Jia's full support, he could continue to investigate who poisoned the saint, and cut the person who poisoned the saint to death.

On the spur of the moment, he said that King Jia was the saint's preferred heir, and Mo Yao couldn't say he regretted it, and his attitude wasn't firm either.

Facing the questioning of Bai Qianli, Jiang Taishi and others, Mo Yao fell into hesitation, and he asked Bai Qianli, "What did the saint say at that time?"

Bai Qianli repeated what he said before without hesitation, "King Li is the son of the empress, and he is worthy of great responsibility."

Mo Yao thought about this sentence carefully, all the hesitation in his eyes dissipated, and he said earnestly, "Wrong, the person worthy of great responsibility is King Jia."

He still remembered what the saint said before he died.

'He really has filial piety, but it's a pity that he grew up in the hands of the Su sisters, and after all, he lacked some knowledge and could not bear the great responsibility. '

The sage was wrong, the person worthy of great responsibility was clearly King Jia.

After thinking it through, more and more words that Emperor Yanguang had said came to Mo Yao's mind.

"Why is Liu Lang so stupid? Well, if he wasn't stupid, he would be as annoying as everyone else. '

'Hahaha, among my sons, Liulang is my favorite, but it's a pity that they will grow up after all. '

'If only one person can be left, King Li will be kept, and if there are more, Liulang must be kept! '

……

According to the saints, King Li is King Li, King Xiang is King Xiang, and only King Jia is Liulang.

The sage was blinded when he was there, and mistakenly thought that the king of Li was worthy of a great responsibility, so he had to choose the king of Li for the sake of the country. Now he has the opportunity to correct the mistake of the sage!

If the saint has a spirit in heaven, he will be pleased with his deeds.

Mo Yao's train of thought became clearer and clearer, and his brows flashed with relief, and he repeated loudly, "The saint's preferred successor is King Jia, and Ji Linyuan!"

'Snapped! '

Mo Yao, who was slapped by Bai Qianli, turned his head, still unable to accept Mo Yao's betrayal of Emperor Yanguang, and said sharply, "You are lying! You were bought by Ji Linyuan, are you worthy of a saint?"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Qianli wanted to fight again but was grabbed by Mo Yao's wrist.

Mo Yao stared at Bai Qianli steadfastly, without any hesitation in his tone, "I am worthy of the saint."

He bent down and raised the long knife stained with yellow and white things to Bai Qianli's eyes, trying to persuade Bai Qianli.But because he had never tried to persuade others, he could not clearly express his inner thoughts, so he only said four words, "It is a great responsibility."

A sage wants someone who is worthy of a great position to inherit the throne. King Li is not worthy of a great position, but King Jia can.

These four words not only made Bai Qianli speechless, but also made Jiang Taishi and the courtiers behind Jiang Taishi speechless.

Even if their whole hearts were leaning toward King Li, and even put their wealth and lives on King Li, they couldn't bear to point to King Li who was still lying on the ground trembling and say that King Li was worthy of a great responsibility.

But they must not just watch the throne that is about to be taken away just like that!

After a brief silence in the hall, some courtiers still chose to open their eyes and talk nonsense.

"What does General Mo mean by this? Could it be that you have admitted that you have changed the content of the holy oral order because of selfishness?"

"Li Wang Mingming lost his composure because he was too sad and disappointed. 'Being worthy of a great responsibility' is in the government, not in fighting bravely. General Mo is just a general. How can he understand the profound meaning of the saint."

"Even if the saint has not been buried, King Jia dared to lift the sword and put it on King Li's neck. If he becomes the new emperor, will the clan still have a way out?"

……

Prince Qinghe, who had always been asleep with his eyes closed, and who did not participate in the battle between Taishi Jiang and Taibao Cui, suddenly opened his eyes radiant, and his voice was as thick as a bell, suppressing Taishi Jiang's eager questioning, "The sage wants King Jia to inherit the throne, Is General Mo's statement true?"

Mo Yao still maintained his posture of holding Bai Qianli's wrist, not paying attention to the courtiers' condemnation at all, and firmly replied Qinghe County King, "True!"

"If that's the case, why doesn't General Mo pay a visit to the new emperor?" Prince Qinghe looked sad, "Only when the new emperor is confirmed can we decide on the details of the funeral for Emperor Daxing. We can also concentrate on crying for Emperor Daxing."

"King of Qinghe County!" Taishi Jiang's eyes were about to burst, there was still room for negotiation if Mo Yao didn't kneel, if Mo Yao was really asked to kneel down... what would King Li do, what would the Jiang family do?

Mo Yao only remembered to 'concentrate on crying for Emperor Daxing', he pushed Bai Qianli away, threw down his long knife, and strode towards King Jia who was still kneeling on the ground outside the hall.

Grand Master Jiang blocked Mo Yao's way and said in a low voice, "As long as King Li succeeds in ascending the throne, the general's daughter will be the queen! Your grandson must be the crown prince!

This should have been what the Jiang family deserved, but Grand Master Jiang couldn't care so much at this time, and keeping Mo Yao stable was the most important thing.

Mo Yao pushed Taishi Jiang away without hesitation.

His daughter had just accepted the ninth concubine three months ago, and she would never give up the ninth concubine for Li Wang who was incontinent in public.

After Jiang Taishi was pushed away, the people behind Jiang Taishi still wanted to continue to block Mo Yao, blocking Mo Yao's way of going.

Cui Taibao, who watched the excitement for a long while, turned his eyes deeper, and strode towards Jiang Taishi, who wanted to chase after Mo Yao after being supported.

Anyway, King Xiang has no way to ascend the throne for the time being, so it is better to take advantage of King Jia first.

In a short period of time, Cui Taibao had already noticed the differences between Mo Yao and Bai Qianli, and also discovered that Bai Qianli secretly exchanged eyes with the queen several times.

Cui Taibao has been in contact with Mo Yao and Bai Qianli respectively, and has analyzed these two people with people around him for a long time, and he thinks he has some understanding of these two people.

Both of them are loyal to Emperor Yanguang, but only Mo Yao has no selfishness at all.

So Cui Taibao chose to trust Mo Yao.

He was sure that Emperor Yanguang had the idea of ​​passing the throne to King Li, but only Mo Yao and Bai Qianli knew whether Emperor Yanguang changed his mind in the end.

Or Emperor Yanguang could no longer express his thoughts clearly when he was dying, so it is not impossible for Mo Yao and Bai Qianli to have different understandings.

In short, since King Xiang has no possibility of ascending to the throne for the time being, for Cui, the shallower and easier to shake the person ascending the throne, the better.

King Li had long been surrounded by the Jiang family, and the Cui family no longer had a foothold, but King Jia was different.

Like Taishi Jiang, Cui Taibao looked down on the clan. He didn’t think that the clan could bring substantial help to King Jia. The mother’s family of Concubine De and Princess Jia couldn’t help King Jia. The family is empty, and only the remaining half of the people can be promoted.

Anyway, they are not from their own blood, so there is not much difference between King Jia and King Xiang towards Cui Taibao.

After Cui Taibao stopped Jiang Taishi, the people behind Cui Taibao went to stop those who blocked Mo Yao's way, so that Mo Yao could walk to King Jia's side unimpeded.

Mo Yao knelt on the ground with one knee, his throat seemed to be blocked by something invisible, and he couldn't pronounce the word 'saint' no matter what.

King Jia seemed to sense someone beside him, and raised his head to look at Mo Yao, "General...was Aye in pain when he left?"

Mo Yao thought of Emperor Yanguang's eyes that could not be closed all the time, and nodded silently.

King Jia fell to the ground exhausted and stretched out his hand to Mo Yao after a while, "Come on, let's go and accompany Aye, I will put on a filial hat for you, and you will send Aye away for our brother."

After listening to King Jia's words, Mo Yao's calm, troubled eyes immediately turned into shock.

Filial piety hat?

According to the old rules, only the children of the deceased are eligible to wear filial piety hats, and send the deceased as filial sons for the last journey, even the grandchildren are not eligible.

When Emperor Wuning died that year, Emperor Qianyuan personally put on a hat for Emperor Wuning's adoptive son and adopted daughter, allowing them to see him off for the last time.

Mo Yao's eyes were red, and he solemnly bowed down to King Jia, "Please ascend the throne as soon as possible, and preside over the funeral for the saint."

The King of Qinghe County, who came up behind Mo Yao, pushed the prince of Qinghe County away, knelt down on the ground with a sensitivity that did not match his age, and shouted, "Your Majesty, please follow the last wish of Emperor Daxing and ascend the throne as soon as possible."

The members of the clan looked at each other and knelt down on the spot, "Your Majesty, please follow Emperor Daxing's last wish and ascend the throne as soon as possible."

The Jinwu guards guarding inside and outside the palace also knelt down, "Please ascend the throne as soon as possible, Your Majesty."

The courtiers who were still teasing their heads froze in place. Cui Taibao, who had been holding on to Taishi Jiang, pushed Taishi Jiang away. He strode up to King Jia before kneeling down, "Your Majesty, please ascend the throne as soon as possible."

Those who originally supported King Xiang all followed Cui Taibao's change of attitude and knelt down to urge King Jia to ascend the throne. Even Concubine Cui knelt down under King Xiang's incredulous gaze.

The courtiers, who had always maintained a neutral attitude, looked at each other in blank dismay. Under the leadership of Sikong and Situ, they walked outside the hall and knelt down one by one, "Your Majesty, please ascend the throne as soon as possible."

Bai Qianli clenched his teeth in the deafening shout, and mouthed to the Grand Master.

'Imperial jade seal'

Mo Yao didn't know where Yuxi was.

The empress received the hint from the grand master, her eyes flashed fiercely, and she suddenly let out a mournful cry, "As soon as the sage leaves, you treat the sage's will as nothing, and turn black and white out of conscience, you..."

Before the words fell, the queen suddenly closed her eyes and sat on the ground softly.

Like a gust of wind, Jiang Taishi and others carried the fainted queen and Li Wang who was lying on the ground because of shame, and rushed out of the dormitory quickly, shouting 'Prince Doctor'.

For a moment, only Concubine De, Su Xian and King Xiang were left standing in the hall.

Prince Qinghe said in a deep voice, "Concubine De, Concubine Su, although you are elders, you are respectful and orderly..."

Before King Qinghe finished speaking, Concubine De and Su Xian knelt side by side on the ground, lowered their heads obediently, and said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Xie for reminding."

King Qinghe looked at King Xiang in a blink of an eye, his eyes were extremely stern, and he said violently, "Prince Xiang, are you still kneeling down to the new king?!"

King Xiang was already terribly frightened by King Jia's madness, and also saddened by Cui Shi's unhesitating 'betrayal', his heart was empty, when he suddenly heard King Qinghe's violent yell, his knees were so frightened that his knees went weak. 'It hit the ground with a bang, making a very loud sound.

By the time he realized what he had done under the pain and wanted to repent, the people around him had firmly grasped his limbs, preventing him from getting up.

King Qinghe looked at King Jia who was still sitting on the ground again, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, please ascend the throne as soon as possible!"

Ji Xinxue stared at the marble in front of her eyes wide-eyed, and repeated the words of King Qinghe at the same time as the people in the hall.

"Please Your Majesty ascend the throne as soon as possible!"

King Jia finally reacted this time, he showed a wry smile, "First settle down with Aye, I'm... not in the mood right now."

After that, he stood up with his hands on the ground, and bent down to help King Qinghe.

King Qinghe grabbed King Jia's arm with his backhand, "I know His Majesty is extremely filial, but a country cannot be without a king for a day. Only when His Majesty ascends the throne as soon as possible can Emperor Daxing go safely. This is the filial piety you should have!"

Sikong also raised his head to persuade, "Your Majesty's ascension to the throne as soon as possible will also reassure the hearts of the people everywhere, and prevent them from worrying about the undecided throne."

Situ also nodded in agreement with King Qinghe and Sikong. Given the current situation of the Yu Dynasty, it is best to minimize the turmoil of the succession of the throne.

King Jia used his hands to forcibly help King Qinghe up, and said softly, "Then wait until I bring Aye back to Chang'an, and then..."

"When is Your Majesty going to return to Chang'an?" Prince Qinghe still refused to let go.

King Jia let go of Prince Qinghe's arm, and bent down to help Mo Yao, "When does brother think it's appropriate?"

Mo Yao's body suddenly became stiff, and after getting up, he lowered his head deeply, "I will obey His Majesty's orders."

King Jia nodded, as if he didn't see the surprise on the faces of the others, he helped Sikong and Cui Taibao at the same time, and finally went to help Situ, "When do the three adults think they should return to Chang'an?"

Sikong and Situ said in unison, "The sooner the better!"

Cui Taibao disagreed with the other three people, he still insisted on his original idea, hoping that King Jia could stop the coffin for Emperor Yanguang in the palace, and return to Chang'an after everything is settled.

He hinted that King Jia, King Li's lineage had many objections to King Jia's ascension to the throne, and King Jia could 'deal with' troubles while staying in the palace.

King Jia asked around for opinions but didn't say whether he would listen to everyone's opinions, and still insisted on crying for Emperor Yanguang.

After arriving at the temporarily arranged mourning hall, King Jia took the lead to walk to the place where the filial hat was placed.

The three filial hats lined up correspond to the three princes respectively.

King Jia first raised a filial hat to Qinghe County King, and asked Qinghe County King to put the hat on for him, then called Xiang King to come to him, and personally put on the filial hat for King Xiang, he patted King Xiang on the shoulder, "Father Gone, only our brothers are left, and I will take care of you from now on."

King Xiang, who was always in a daze, suddenly had red eyes and choked up, "Brother, Your Majesty."

King Jia hugged King Xiang, picked up the last filial hat and looked at Mo Yao who was always staring at him, "Brother Yao, come, I'll put the hat on for you."

Mo Yao immediately walked towards King Jia, he only took three steps away from five steps, and even the hair sticking to his cheeks expressed his master's eagerness.

"Your Majesty, no..." Sikong hadn't finished his dissuading words, when he suddenly had the feeling of being stared at by a hungry beast, he looked in the direction that threatened him with death in astonishment, and it was Mo Yao who was staring at him indifferently.

He had a hunch that if he said a word more, Mo Yao would immediately break his neck.

Sikong didn't dare to say any more, he could only look at Prince Qinghe.

King Qinghe is the patriarch of the clan, and he will certainly not allow the clan to suddenly have multiple members with the surname 'Mo'.

Situ and Cui Taibao, who noticed the clue, also looked at King Qinghe.

King Qinghe looked at Mo Yao, "If I remember correctly, General Mo was given the name Yao by a sage, so he chose Mo as his surname?"

"Yes..." Vigilance gradually appeared in Mo Yao's eyes, and he put his palm on his sleeve unintentionally.

His long knife was taken away by King Jia and was stained with filth, and there was a dagger in his narrow sleeve that was as sharp as iron.

Prince Qinghe nodded, "If Your Majesty has made up his mind to recognize the son on behalf of his father, General Mo can change his surname to Ji."

"King of Qinghe County?!" Sikong, Situ and Cui Taibao all stopped them, but they didn't dare to say anything against them. Instead, they were startled by the sharp blade that Mo Yao pulled out from his sleeve and backed away again and again.

Prince Qinghe looked at the three of them seriously, and said in an exceptionally calm tone, "Emperor Wu Ning recognized Princess Ning as his younger sister, so he changed her surname for Princess Ning, and the heirs left by Princess Ning still bear the surname Ji."

Can that be the same?

Princess Ningguo is the founding general and has made indelible contributions to the Yu Dynasty.

The three of them stared fiercely at Prince Qinghe, they obviously had a lot to say but they didn't dare to say a word.

Mo Yao turned his head to look at King Jia who was still holding his filial hat. He was clearly more than half a head taller than King Jia, and he was holding a sharp knife in his hand, yet he seemed very obedient in front of King Jia. His eyes were filled with surprise and surprise when he looked at King Jia. Prayer, fear and other emotions that Mo Yao had never understood.

He only knew that his heart was beating very fast, and he desperately hoped that King Jia would say something, but he was also afraid that what he said would not be what he wanted to hear after King Jia opened his mouth.

The funny thing is, he hasn't figured out what he wants to hear.

If King Jia can let him get what he wants, he can be as loyal to King Jia as he is to a saint!

Seeing King Jia raised his filial hat, Mo Yao's knees hit the ground fiercely, and he used all his restraint to not hug King Jia's legs.

There is only one voice left in my heart.

Look at me, please look at me.

King Jia steadily raised the filial hat and put it on Mo Yao's head, carefully arranged the tangled cloth strips on it, and tied it on Mo Yao's chin, "It's too hasty now, when I return to Chang'an, I will personally issue a decree for Brother Yao surname."

He didn't keep his eyes on Mo Yao, and turned to look at the three civil servants who were full of grief, "Since the three adults have objections, why don't you make brother Mo Yao the king, but only his only daughter the princess? "

The three civil officials were not happy because of King Jia's 'regression', but their expressions were even more sad.

Have you ever thought about making Mo Yao king?

Afraid of knocking on his filial hat, Mo Yao lowered his head to the closest position to the ground in an extremely uncomfortable posture, his voice was slightly choked, "Thank you for your kindness, as long as I stay here for a day, no one will be able to harm your majesty.

A dark light flashed in King Jia's eyes, he helped Mo Yao up himself, and asked the prince of Qinghe County to prepare another filial hat for King Li, and then went to kneel down hand in hand with Mo Yao.

Ever since Mo Yao said that Emperor Yanguang's favorite heir is King Jia, Ji Xinxue has always felt unreal, until she and the others came to the place where the coffin was temporarily suspended, and was surrounded by the elders of the clan to ask for warmth, Ji Xinxue gradually dared to Believe what he saw with his own eyes.

King Jia has already won the support of half of the courtiers and is about to become the new emperor.

Ji Xinxue didn't dare to laugh too hard at this juncture, so she could only repeat the old trick and cover up her smile with tears.

He is sad for Emperor Daxing, no one can find fault, right?

Noticing that Ji Xinxue started crying again, Ji Jingyu who was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the clansmen kept saying 'sorry', squeezed to Ji Xinxue's side with all her strength, and asked softly, "What's wrong with Axue?"

Ji Xinxue took the opportunity to grab the hem of Ji Jingyu's clothes to prevent Ji Jingyu from leaving, "I can't help being sad when I think of my grandfather."

In just one day, there were so many things to be happy about. If it wasn't for this omnipotent reason, he wouldn't know what to do.

The worry on Ji Jingyu's face froze, and he raised his eyelids to look at Yu Heng who was standing on the other side of Ji Xinxue.

Yu Heng nodded seriously, and echoed Ji Xinxue's words without distraction, "It's not just Axue, I think my uncle will be sad too."

Ji Xinxue nodded repeatedly when she heard Yu Heng's words, and looked at Ji Jingyu with teary eyes, "Brother, aren't you sad?"

"I'm... sad." Ji Jingyu said with difficulty.

Ji Xinxue felt that Ji Jingyu was not sad enough, so he helped Ji Jingyu recall, "Now that I think about it, when my grandfather left, we were praying for him all night in the inner palace."

Ji Jingyu's expression was as expected by Ji Xinxue, visibly becoming stagnant to the naked eye.

"I just met my grandfather that morning, and my grandfather asked me kindly which family I was from." Ji Xinxue wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and her crying became more and more intense, "I knew that the first meeting with my grandfather would be the last , I will definitely have the courage to say a few more words with my grandfather."

Ji Jingyu couldn't help but think of what Ji Xinxue wrote down on the rice paper when Ji Minyan came back to retell the process of seeing Emperor Yanguang after seeing Emperor Yanguang, and his expression became more rigid.

Yu Heng spoke slowly, and made up the knife in the center of Ji Jingyu's chest, "Unfortunately, Brother Yu and I were unlucky, and the saint went before we saw the saint."

Ji Jingyu raised her sleeve silently and covered her face.

He was afraid that if he didn't cover his face again, he would show an inappropriate expression.

The clan members who had been surrounding Ji Jingyu and Ji Xinxue to ask for their health were moved to tears when they heard their conversation, and they all lowered their heads and wept for the Emperor Daxing.

After Jin Wuwei came here, he paused for a moment before speaking, "Your Majesty fainted from exhaustion, are Mr. Erlang and County Lord Ningshu here?"

Ji Xinxue immediately raised her head, took Yu Heng's hand and strode towards Jin Wuwei, "What's wrong with me, Aye?"

Ji Jingyu was half a beat slower, and the worry in her eyes was no less worrying than Ji Xinxue's.

"I don't know." Jin Wuwei answered Ji Xinxue's question first, and then looked at Yu Heng, "Young King, the general didn't mention you."

Ji Xinxue raised the hands they shook hands, with a face full of reason, "This is my Aye's son-in-law, not an outsider."

When Yu Heng heard Ji Xinxue's words, he immediately forgot what he was going to say, and a scorching temperature suddenly rose behind his ears. Fortunately, the sky had completely darkened so that no one would see him.

Jin Wuwei didn't know whether he was shocked by Ji Xinxue's words, or he had heard about King Jia's doting on his children, so he easily agreed with Yu Heng to go with Ji Jingyu and Ji Xinxue.

On the contrary, Ji Xinxue was vigilant because of Jin Wuwei's easy-going words, and she didn't feel relieved until she saw Song Nian.

The place where King Jia rested temporarily was a small bedroom in the inner palace. From the empty cabinets and intact pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table, it could be seen that this was a room that no one had used.

Even so, the room is still comfortable, and it is very different from the places outside the inner palace.

Ji Xinxue first tiptoed to see King Jia under Song Nian's reminder, and the first thing she saw was the bruised and purple knee of King Jia who had just been medicated.

He gasped, feeling pain for King Jia just by looking at it.

It's hard to imagine that King Jia brought his courtiers to the coffin with his knees so swollen that they were almost as swollen as usual, and stayed there for a long time before passing out.

Ji Jingyu wiped her eyes, turned her back to King Jia and choked up, "Aye..."

"Your Majesty is fine." Song Nian held the snacks wrapped in oiled paper and handed them to everyone, "Your Majesty stayed up all night yesterday. After hearing the sad news, you will pass out when you are overwhelmed with grief. You won't sleep for too long.",

Song Nian ordered others to stay in the room, and took Ji Xinxue and others to the side hall to talk, "Someone must guard the mourning hall today. We will see how the eldest lady and third lady are in good spirits. If they are still in good spirits, I will wrong the eldest lady, San Niangzi and Erlang Jun should work harder, so that others can seize the time to recharge their spirits, and tomorrow they will accompany His Majesty to watch the spirit."

Ji Xinxue shook her head, "There are four of us including Ji Cheng, so we can relax for a while at night. The eldest sister has to take care of the fourth sister, and the third sister has to take care of the sixth sister. I'm afraid I'm exhausted. It's better for me and Yu Heng to accompany the second brother through the night." Tonight, the fourth and sixth sisters may be in better spirits than the eldest and third sisters."

Ji Jingyu felt that what Ji Xinxue said made sense, and nodded repeatedly.

Songnian smiled, and did not deny Ji Xinxue's words, but said that he would wait until other people came over.

While waiting for someone, Ji Xinxue found Wu Qing on Yu Heng's wrist, and immediately guessed the origin of Wu Qing. He raised Yu Heng's wrist and blew a breath very carefully, with an apologetic tone, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Jingyu, who was in a daze, and Songnian with eyes closed looked at Ji Xinxue at the same time, Ji Jingyu turned around expressionlessly, but Songnian's eyes gradually became thoughtful.

A small dimple appeared on Yu Heng's left cheek, "It doesn't hurt."

He didn't lie to Ji Xinxue. At that time, he was full of excitement that Ji Xinxue shared with him, and he didn't care about the pain in his wrist at all.

Ji Xinxue didn't believe that Yu Heng didn't hurt, so he lightly blew on the bruise on Yu Heng's wrist, and stretched his wrist under Yu Heng's eyelids, "Why don't you pinch it back?"

Yu Heng gently pulled the wrist in front of her and put it on her lap, and responded, but she was not willing to use half of her strength. Ji Xinxue raised her eyebrows in anxiety, and urged in a low voice, "Put harder!"

Ji Jingyu turned her head abruptly, and said with a stern face, "Don't disturb Aye's rest, please stop talking."

Ji Xinxue and Yu Heng looked up at Ji Jingyu at the same time, and nodded very obediently.

The first person to arrive was not Ji Minyan and the others, but the concubine who was about to grin behind her ears.

When Ji Xinxue saw the happy face of the princess, she silently covered her face, unable to bear to look any longer.

Before everyone got up to greet the princess, the princess had strode over to Ji Jingyu, rubbed Ji Jingyu's shoulder and said, "My son, you..."

"Wangfei." Song Nian interrupted Wangfei, "Please wait for a while, Empress Concubine De or Concubine Su will also come to visit Your Majesty.

Ji Xinxue and Yu Heng stood up and saluted the princess, "Princess."

The princess was not in a good mood when she was called by this series of 'Wangfei', she frowned and said, "Don't call me the princess, call me the queen."

"Where is the queen?" Concubine De, who walked in from the door, looked at Wangfei with cold eyes, "The queen is taking care of Prince Li, why are you here?"

Seeing Concubine De, the princess was instinctively afraid, she lowered her head and dared not say a word.

"You follow me to the front later, as long as you leave my sight, you don't have to think about the queen or not." Concubine De lifted Wangfei's chin with one hand, seeing the fear on Wangfei's face, her expression eased slightly , asked, "Emperor Daxing passed away, how do you feel?"

The concubine was already frightened by Concubine De's words, she subconsciously said, "I didn't expect such a good thing to happen."

Ji Xinxue stared at Yu Heng with wide eyes, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

Ji Jingyu pinched fiercely on her thigh, "Hiss, Mommy!"

Concubine De sneered, "After returning to Chang'an, you kneel for half an hour every day to pray for Emperor Daxing."

The princess woke up suddenly, and the regret on her face became more and more intense.

Ever since she came to the palace and performed her filial piety by De Concubine's side, she has seen De Concubine's tricks and never dared to bargain with De Concubine when De Concubine was angry, the regret in her eyes quickly turned into tears.

Concubine De refused to let the concubine go easily, she reached out to lift the concubine's chin again, "Emperor Daxing passed away, how do you feel?"

There was hesitation on Wang Hao's face, and when she felt the hand on her chin increase, she replied softly, "My son is deeply hurt? I..."

"After returning to Chang'an, you kneel down for two hours a day to pray for Emperor Daxing, and let Linyuan's concubine take turns to monitor whether you are lazy in the process of praying." Concubine De interrupted Wang Hao, not only did she not get angry, but the corners of her mouth surfaced Smiling, "Emperor Daxing passed away, how do you feel?"

Thinking of the scene where the concubine she despised was watching her being punished by Concubine De, the princess burst into tears, and she choked up, "My son is in pain!"

Satisfaction appeared on Concubine De's face, she picked up the handkerchief to wipe the tears on her hands, and said casually, "Good boy, I knew you were sensible. After returning to Chang'an, you can kneel for an hour and a half for Emperor Daxing every day. A concubine who has not given birth is not worthy of watching the jokes of the mistress, so let the concubine who gave birth take turns to supervise you."

Instead of being happy because Concubine De eased her punishment, the concubine cried even more sadly, "Mother..."

Concubine De will wipe her face after wiping her hands, "Don't cry, if you show more filial piety than kneeling for Emperor Daxing for an hour and a half every day before returning to Chang'an, I will lower your punishment as appropriate. "

After all, Concubine De didn't want her handkerchief either, and stuffed it directly into Wangfei's hands.

When Concubine De looked at him, Ji Xinxue subconsciously straightened her back, and even her breathing gradually slowed down.

Concubine De was extremely tolerant towards Ji Xinxue and the others, she pinched her brows and waved, "Come and sit down, I don't know if we can stop at night."

Ji Minyan and others were locked up in a relatively remote place, and it was too late when they were remembered, and they were brought here after a long time. As expected, it was almost the same as Ji Xinxue expected. Whether it was Ji Minyan and Ji Mingtong, or Ji Jingrou and Ji Baoshan, they were all The younger sister is more spiritual than the older sister.

The four of them entered the door with low eyebrows, and their tense expressions gradually eased after seeing familiar faces. They all moved in front of Concubine De, their eyes full of anticipation and caution, and their voices were almost inaudible. Asked, "Grandma, Aye, he..."

Concubine De held Ji Mingtong and Ji Baoshan in her arms, and said lightly, "When you return to Chang'an, you will be princesses."

Looking at the four sisters crying, Ji Xinxue couldn't help looking at the princess who was still weeping silently and didn't even notice Ji Minyan and Ji Mingtong.

He couldn't figure out why the reaction of the princess was so different from that of normal people.

Hearing that Emperor Yanguang passed away and King Jia succeeded to the throne, shouldn't the first reaction be to be glad to get rid of the nightmare and get a brand new life?

Why can the princess skip the emotion of getting rid of the nightmare and go straight to celebrating a new life?

Not long after, the eldest lady and the third lady fell asleep with all their strength, and the concubine De coaxed the sixth lady to sleep easily.She took Ji Jingyu, Ji Mingtong, Ji Xinxue and Yu Heng back to the mourning hall.

After everyone fell asleep and left, Song Nian went back to King Jia's resting room. After watching the servant gently reapply medicine to King Jia's leg, he went to the small bed in the corner to close his eyes and rest.

Songnian woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, walked out the door quietly, and came back after a long time.

He stopped five steps away from King Jia, "Your Majesty?"

Jia Wang didn't respond.

Song Nian increased his voice and changed his address, "Great King?"

"Huh?" King Jia responded first, and opened his sleepy eyes after a while.

Song Nian went outside to get a glass of warm water and came back, making sure that King Jia had regained consciousness before walking to King Jia, "King Li, Jiang's family and some courtiers have left the palace overnight and headed straight for Chang'an, Bai Qianli also left with them."

Jia Wang endured the soreness