Huang Xi lives from me

Unlike the "hustle and bustle" of Changle Palace, the Nanxun Palace not far away is very quiet.

In the main sleeping hall, the smell of soup and medicine spread in the air, because the master's house was sitting in confinement and could not see the wind.The windows in the hall were closed and the air was not circulating, which made the medicinal smell even stronger.

The enclosed space and the strong smell of medicine make these originally luxurious palaces look very decadent.Inadvertently, the intermittent sobbing of the woman can be heard.

"Stop crying, you are still in confinement, what if you damage your eyes from crying?" The woman's distressed voice came.

The Jinping screen embroidered with peonies, and the cloud gauze as thin as cicada's wings, are indistinct, and a few figures can be seen on the bed behind.

On the bed made of huanghuali wood, Yu Fuzhu was wearing only his underwear, crying in his mother's arms.Because of the death of the crown prince, Mrs. Yu Fu, who was specially allowed to return to Beijing, hugged her daughter to comfort her, while quietly wiping her tears.

And beside them, sat an old woman.She was dressed in a crimson brocade robe, embroidered with plum blossom patterns, and every plum blossom embroidered on it was just like the temperament of this old lady, dignified and elegant.

She is Yu Fuqiu's grandmother, Mrs. Shu who came all the way from Jianghuai.

Mrs. Shu looked at the mother and daughter who were crying all the time, sighed deeply, and said, "His Royal Highness has passed away, and crying will not help. Let's think about the future."

"Grandmother, what should I do in the future?" Yu Fuchen looked at his grandmother, and his words were full of grievances and unwillingness, "After my mother was sent back to the master's house, the power in the family fell to the second aunt. Now that His Highness has passed away, the family can't wait to give the sixth younger sister to Jun Shibiao as a concubine, they just... gave up on me completely..."

As she spoke, she cried more and more sadly.

The sudden death of her husband had exhausted her both physically and mentally.But the mother's family, who was the backer, directly abandoned their mother and son, and turned to the fifth prince's camp.

Obviously when she married into the Eastern Palace, those people were still flattering and flattering her. Once the prince passed away, they all changed their faces!

Hearing her daughter's grievances, Mrs. Yufu also cried, scolding Yufu's family for their ruthlessness.

Seeing the mother and daughter crying in each other's arms on the bed, Mrs. Shu just felt a headache.

Mrs. Yufu has only one son and two daughters. The son is not up to date and is a dude, but the two daughters are good girls like flowers, but they both have hard lives.The eldest daughter died, and the younger daughter also became a widow. They are from the same line of the eldest family, and they are afraid that they will be completely lonely.

Mrs. Su knew that Yu Fuqiu was helpless, so she comforted her a few words and asked her to make a long-term plan and raise the child well.

At this time, there was a loud voice outside the door.

Mrs. Shu frowned slightly, "What's going on outside?"

"Why is it so noisy outside?" Yu Fuqiu also heard the noise outside, as if... from Changle Palace.

But isn't that the prince's mourning hall over there?

Because she had just given birth, she didn't even have the strength to stay in the bed. The princess took pity on her, and specially allowed Yu Fuzhu to stay in the room to recuperate today, so she didn't know what happened in the mourning hall?

The nanny in charge waiting outside heard Yu Fuqiu's inquiry, entered the dormitory, and reported back, "Return to Zhaoxun, Your Majesty issued an imperial decree today to ask Yu Jiulu Liangdi to be buried for the prince. implement."

Hearing this, Mrs. Shu's eyes flashed a strange color.

On the other hand, Yu Fuqiu, who was on the bed, felt very happy when he heard this, even the gloom just now dissipated a lot, and said with a smile: "That barbarian girl also has today!"

Mrs. Shu quickly restrained her emotions, and returned to her dignified and indifferent appearance just now. The emotions that flashed in her eyes had long since disappeared without leaving a trace.

In the sleeping hall, the three grandparents said something again.

After a cup of tea, Yu Fu, who had just given birth, was tired. Mrs. Yu wanted to stay and talk about her mother and daughter, so Mrs. Shu went outside the hall first.

Walking outside the hall, an old lady next to the old lady showed anxiety on her face, "Old lady, over there in Changle Palace, should we go and have a look?"

"What are you looking at?!" Mrs. Shu said coldly.

"Then Yu Jiulu Liangdi, could it be the young lady's..."

"Shut up!" Old Mrs. Shu shouted in a low voice, her voice was deliberately lowered to be very soft, but with a sharp oppression, her cold gaze made the old mother shudder, and she immediately shut her mouth.

"My eldest miss of the Shu family died of illness more than [-] years ago!" Mrs. Shu's voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all. "You'd better remember it! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Yes...yes..." The old nanny replied submissively, but she was very sad in her heart.She also remembered that more than [-] years ago, the eldest lady came back with injuries all over her body. Madam and the others wanted this attitude to force the eldest lady to jump into the river. Now...

Ugh!

The old mother looked in the direction of Changle Palace and sighed deeply.

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In Changle Palace, the sound of long nails driving into the wood and sealing the coffin was resounding.

Inside the coffin, Jing Sheng, who was afraid of the dark, was still crying and clutching the coffin lid desperately.Outside the coffin, Ulan clung to the coffin like crazy, wanting to save her princess.

"Drag this lifeless thing down!"

Concubine Yufu gave an order coldly, and several guards stepped forward and dragged Ulanluo down from the coffin. Ulanluo's hands tightly grasped the body of the coffin. On the golden nanmu, there were bloodstains one after another.

The Beidi girl who didn't even want to learn the Central Plains dialect cried, begged, and kowtowed over and over again, begging these Central Plains people to let her princess go.

Jun Shi was among the crowd, listening to Ulan crying and Jing Sheng crying, his hands in his sleeves were tightly clenched.

The confidant saw his strangeness, and hurriedly persuaded him in his ear, "Your Highness must not be impulsive, and the imperial decree must not be disobeyed. This subordinate will come to the imperial mausoleum later and secretly pick up Princess Jingsheng..."

Jun Shi looked at the coffin that trapped Jing Sheng, and Jing Sheng was still crying heartbreakingly inside.

Since she was a child... she has been afraid of the dark the most!

Jun Shi felt pain and anger in his heart, but under the sacred will of that decree, there was nothing he could do.

In the mourning hall, Concubine Yu Fu looked at Jun Yue's coffin with kindness and sadness in her eyes.

"Ah!"

A sarcastic sneer came into his ears.Concubine Yufu frowned, and looked around, only to see Lu Changhuan, who was suppressed by Yu Chenghui, smiling mockingly.

"When His Royal Highness was alive, I didn't see the imperial concubine showing any love for you. Why? After this person died, the imperial concubine's motherly heart suddenly appeared?" Lu Changhuan sarcastically said.

These words, however, seemed to directly hit Concubine Yufu's back scales.

After Lu Changhuan was loyal and loyal, Concubine Yufu had always had a good reputation, and she didn't want to get a bad reputation of bullying Zhonglie, so on weekdays, no matter how angry she was, she would never touch Lu Changhuan.

But today, listening to the sarcastic words, Concubine Yufu's eyes showed an irrepressible hostility, she raised her hand high, and a slap was about to fall on Lu Changhuan's face.

A hand suddenly grabbed Concubine Yu Fu's hand tightly, and Concubine Yu Fu looked angrily at the person who stopped him.

Yu Chenghui said neither humble nor overbearing, "This is the East Palace, and I hope that the imperial concubine will respect herself."

Concubine Yu Fu shook off Yu Chenghui's hand resentfully, this is the emperor's person and she doesn't move!

"The time has come! Can't we go yet?!" Concubine Yufu said coldly to the Minister of Rites who presided over the funeral.

"His Royal Highness, let's go!"

Following the ceremonial officer's chants, the death bell rang, and the prince's coffin departed.

The accident happened at this moment, when a group of well-equipped black armored military guards suddenly broke in and surrounded the entire mourning hall.

Noble Concubine Yu Fu recognized at a glance that this was the Prince's direct personal soldier—Eastern Palace Six Leaders.

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Su Qian finally came back