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After Zhang Lao Taijun entered Beijing, the 'spirit' spirit has always been good and bad, and he has been cowardly for a while, and he can't see any symptoms when he looks for a doctor, so he can only keep drinking 'medicine' to recuperate.

said that last night, the old man suddenly came to the 'spirit', called Song Yiyi and Song Xuan's children of several grandchildren to come to him, and talked and laughed with them for a long time, everyone thought that the old man's 'spirit' spirit was getting better, and they all put their minds at ease.

As a result, this morning, she didn't get up very late, everyone thought that she slept too late last night, and didn't rush it, but seeing that the time was getting later and later, the last big girl had the courage to push the 'door' in, only to find that Mrs. Zhang didn't know when she got up, put on her clothes, combed her hair neatly, and sat at the head of the 'bed', she was out of breath and cold.

And so it goes.

I know that this 'spring' cold came too quickly, and it was difficult for some elderly people to get through it.

But what I didn't expect was that Mrs. Zhang would also ......

I couldn't hide it, and I couldn't suppress the cry, although Pei Yuanxiu tried his best to persuade me, the old man has reached this age, and it is a matter of time before he leaves like this; I actually understand in my heart, and I can even understand that the night before she left, she must have been very relieved to see Song Yiyi's happy appearance and her grandchildren's heroic and 'upright' appearance, but I still couldn't help crying bitterly, and even cried several times and almost fainted.

Maybe it's because there are too many things that have happened these days, but I have to try my best to suppress myself, I can't show any emotions, and finally I can vent at this time, and I can't control it.

Pei Yuanxiu has been with me, and in the middle of the night, my eyes are almost swollen from crying, and my tears are almost dry, he sat next to me, gently wiped the corners of my eyes with a soft handkerchief, and then sighed and said: "Don't cry anymore, if you continue like this, your eyes will cry." ”

Although the tears stopped, the sadness in my heart continued to pour in like a 'tide'.

I choked up and said, "I, I want to send her." ”

When Pei Yuanxiu heard this, he immediately said, "No." ”

"Why?" I looked up at him, a little anxious: "She's gone, why can't I?"

Pei Yuanxiu looked down at my stomach and said, "You can't go to a place like that now!"

“……”

"Besides, your emotions are so sad now, if you go to the mourning hall, you will definitely be even more miserable, and you can no longer control your own 'sex' now. ”

"But—"

"Light, you have to be obedient!" he lowered his voice and said slowly: "I know that you are in love with Mrs. Zhang, but no matter how you fall in love, you will be my queen, and I will send someone to attend her funeral to express my attitude, but you can't go over in person." ”

I wanted to argue with him, but looking at his worried look, especially when his eyes kept falling on my stomach, I suddenly became a little short of breath, and I couldn't spit out a word of the words that were about to burst out of my mouth.

But I still can't bear to give up, Zhang Lao Taijun is definitely more than just an elder for me, in this case, when she dies, what will the Song family perform, how will Song Xuan react, and even, Pei Yuanxiu's attitude will have a crucial impact on the future!

I hesitated for a moment, slowed my breath, and said softly, "But, you haven't ascended the throne yet, have you?"

He looked up at me.

I looked at him, almost pitiful, with tears in my eyes: "I haven't been officially canonized yet, counting us—I'm still her junior, aren't we?"

“……”

"I also told you before that I am close to the Song family because I have fallen in love with them, and I hope to have more contacts with them in the future, whether it is to be your queen or myself, I hope to have a good relationship with the people of the Song family. ”

When he heard this, he seemed to be slightly moved.

I saw his eyes flickering, and the expression between his eyebrows was a little loose, so I continued: "Now, the old man's departure is the top priority of the Song family, you send someone over, of course, you give enough face, but after the face is over, you still need a little bit of heart." ”

“……”

I lowered my head and said softly: "Between people, it is not only the exchange of courtesies, but also the 'exchange' of interests...... It's a little bit of humanity, isn't it?"

“……”

He fell silent.

After a long time, he looked at me and whispered, "Do you really want to go that much?"

I said, "I think I'll at least give the old man one last ride." ”

Seeing that he was still hesitating, I said again: "I'll just go and have a look, it won't affect ...... affects my body. ”

He glanced at my stomach, was silent for a while, and finally sighed lightly, as if he had no struggle, and said, "Well, they will set up a spirit for three days, and on the third night, I will have someone send you there." ”

I looked up at him in surprise: "That's great!"

"But you have to promise me," he solemnly looked into my eyes and said word by word, "You can't be 'sexual', you can't be too sad, your body is important." And, after that day, one more day, it was my enthronement ceremony, and I didn't want to see a grief-grieving, physically damaged queen standing with me. Do you understand?"

He said this very gently, one hand gently covered my hand, even with a little soothing, but every word he said weighed heavily on my heart.

I knew that if I didn't listen, then things wouldn't be as mild as his tone.

I nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you." ”

He relieved himself, stretched out his hand and slowly took me into his arms, and sighed softly: "Don't let me worry about you anymore." ”

“……”

I leaned into his arms, didn't struggle, didn't respond, just looked at the flickering candle on the table, and slowly closed my eyes.

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In the next two days, although I didn't live like a year, the feeling of crossing my fingers every hour was really unbearable, and in front of Pei Yuanxiu, I had to maintain my usual emotions and attitude, not too sad, too sad, two days, although others couldn't feel it, but I still felt a little weak.

Fortunately, this evening, it was time to go out of the palace to attend the funeral.

The sky finally cleared at this time.

The dark clouds that had been piling up over the capital for several days dispersed, and a little bright red light appeared in the sky, but in the eyes, it looked a little 'glamorous'.

I prepared a plain white dress early, and at this time I changed into a 'door', and when I just walked to the front of the lane to get into the car, Pei Yuanxiu's voice came from the side: "Wait for me." ”

When I turned my head, he was also wearing a plain white robe and a white 'colored' fox fur on his arm, and I was a little stunned: "You-"

"I'll go with you. ”

"Huh?"

I was a little stunned, didn't he say it himself that day, respect and order, after all, Mrs. Zhang is just an old man in the courtier's family, she is gone, it is already a very grand thing for me to go to the mourning hall to salute, why does he have to go?

Looking at my stunned expression, as if he had guessed what I was thinking, he said lightly: "You are right. ”

“……”

"Anyway, I won't be on the throne until the day after tomorrow. Today, I am indeed her junior. ”

“……”

When I heard him say this, I also bowed my head, and he unfolded his hand and took the big coat and put it on me, and said in a tone of reproach: "If I don't go with you, will you really not take care of yourself?

When I lifted my body, I didn't dare say anything, and reached out to pull the big piece tight.

Then he waved his hand, let the carriage come, helped me into the carriage together, and soon drove out of the palace gate.

When I came to the Song Mansion, the sky was completely dark.

As soon as I got closer, I could hear the sound of monks chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, and the two huge white lanterns under the eaves at the entrance of the 'gate' emitted a deep white light. Because someone had already been sent to inform me, the big 'gate' was already full of people waiting at this time.

As soon as the carriage stopped and the curtain shook, I saw Song Huaiyi and his brother standing at the entrance of the 'door' in sackcloth, waiting respectfully.

Pei Yuanxiu got out of the carriage first, and then helped me down.

Immediately, Song Huaiyi brought his family members to greet him, and said in unison: "Greetings to the son, greetings to Miss Yan." ”

Pei Yuanxiu said to him: "Song Gong, mourn." ”

Song Huaiyi was originally a middle-aged man with abundant 'essence' and was in the prime of life, but at this time, it was probably because of excessive grief, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his sideburns were not illuminated by the light of the white lantern, or for some other reason, and he even had a little frost 'color', and the whole person seemed to be ten years old overnight.

Hearing Pei Yuanxiu's words of "festival mourning", he gritted his teeth and endured the tears in his eyes, and the whole person twitched slightly, before he reluctantly replied: "Thank you for coming." ”

I looked at the people around him, the Song family was different from the other scholars I had seen, who were glorious on the surface and fighting openly and secretly inside, and their family was also quite affectionate, so everyone was very sad, and even some of them were emotionally weak, and they had already hid in the corner and began to wipe their tears again.

At this time, I saw Song Xuan.

He was dressed in a faint linen robe, with a white 'colored' linen belt tied around his waist, and he was usually a young man who was very elegant and elegant, and at this time he stood there like a puppet, with red eyes and staring at the ground in front of him, although his father had just saluted us in the same way, but I felt that he did not seem to know what he was doing.

I walked over slowly and said softly, "Second son." ”