"Take good care of your body." In Dugu Khan's expectation, Dugu Hao didn't say soft words like forgiveness after all, but he was not as vengeful as before, explained a few words to Gonggong Liu, and walked away from Yanlong Palace.

The sunlight outside was dazzling, but it still couldn't blow away the oppression of the palace.

Above the court, the ministers were all cautious and shrunk their necks to be people.

Yang Yichen also came back late for two days in a row: "Xi'er, you don't have to wait for me when I come back late." ”

Liu Qingxi was dressed in white silk pajamas, sitting on the edge of the bed and reading: "It's okay, I'm not sleepy, has anything happened in the past few days?" ”

Yang Yichen took off his coat casually, sat on the edge of the bed and hugged Liu Qingxi's shoulder: "The emperor can't do it, it is estimated that it will only be a few days!" ”

Liu Qingxi is clear, no wonder Yang Yichen is coming back later and later, she knows the situation in the court, now everything is in the hands of Dugu Hao, if the emperor dies, he will naturally ascend the throne as the emperor.

For the courtiers, Dugu Hao's succession has become inevitable, and he has been handling the government for most of the year, so it is easier to accept.

However, Dugu Khan's aftermath is also a big deal.

Fortunately, Dugu Khan will not bring turmoil to the whole country, so Liu Qingxi didn't feel anything special after listening to it.

"It's hard work, hurry up and wash up and rest!" Patting Yang Yichen's hand, Liu Qingxi urged.

I kissed Liu Qingxi: "Lady, is this missing me?" Come now! As he said this, his eyes glanced where he should not have looked.

Liu Qingxi was speechless, can you be more serious?

Just when Liu Qingxi thought that Dugu Khan could delay for a few more days, news suddenly came that the emperor had a dream.

The death knell of the whole country sounded in everyone's hearts, and everyone immediately changed out of bright new clothes, put on plain clothes, and mourned for the emperor.

In the next few days, Yang Yichen was even busier, he hadn't come back when Liu Qingxi fell asleep, and he had already left when he woke up in the morning.

The whole country had to mourn for the emperor, so Liu Qingxi suspended the house under construction in his hand and stayed at home all day.

This lasted for more than half a month, and finally, on the day of Dugu Khan's burial, on this day, the imperial tomb outside the capital was opened, and on this day, the people in the capital dressed in filial piety clothes lined up in a long line to bid farewell to the first emperor.

From the perspective of the people, although Dugu Khan is not a Ming monarch who has been famous for centuries, he is not a faint monarch, which is a great fortune for them.

As the family members of officials, Liu Qingxi was among the funeral processions on the side of the female dependents.

I really saw the specifications of ancient burials, countless gold, silver and jewelry, and priceless funerary goods were buried in the imperial tomb.

The crying around her was endless, and she pretended to be heartbroken at the right time.

After the emperor's burial, although Xiyue forbade all kinds of happy events, and the original wedding date had to be postponed, the grief of losing the monarch has been far away from people's lives.

Ordinary people, the necessities of life are nothing more than firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and people in high positions are not in the same world as them, so they have almost no impact.

At this time, Liu Qingxi received a letter from Shilipu.

It turned out that the people of Shilipu were already on their way to the capital.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel better.

The palace, after the great mourning, is the great joy, the first emperor died, the new emperor ascended the throne, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were busy from morning to night, and all kinds of processes made them eager to break the time.

Lonely Hao paid tribute to the first emperor and ate vegetarian for a month.

At this moment, in the palace, Yanlong Palace

The original bright yellow furnishings have been renewed, and the things that followed Dugu Khan were all buried in the imperial tomb as funeral items.

Now, it's a different style, and the decoration is darker.

The imperial study, like the Yanlong Palace, probably had a luxurious golden style before.

Although Dugu Hao has not officially ascended the throne, he has the military power and the jade seal, and has sat on the dragon chair safely.

Under him, several young people lined up side by side, including Ning Ze, Yang Yichen, and Ning Hong......

All of them are young people in their twenties, and they are also his confidants: "Everyone has worked hard, and Xiyue Kingdom will have to work hard in the future." ”

Several people, led by Ning Ze, said in unison: "Weichen obeys the holy order." ”

And a few people were left alone after the early dynasty, and the civil and military officials saw it in their eyes, so far, they knew that these people were Dugu Hao's real henchmen.

It is no wonder that Dugu Hao was able to seize military power in a short period of time and quickly take over the army, while the affairs of the DPRK and China were still at ease.

Some people are proud, and some people regret it, and they can't wait to go back in time, so they must choose to stand in line with Dugu Hao.

Unfortunately, it was all a foregone conclusion.

Coming out of the imperial study, Yang Yichen refused the invitation of Ning Hong and others, and couldn't wait to go home.

In the Yang family, Liu Qingxi did not go out, dressed in a pink dress at random, with long black hair draped over his shoulders like a waterfall, sitting upright in the study, holding a homemade charcoal pencil, writing and drawing.

"Lady, do you miss me?" With a force on both arms, Liu Qingxi fell into his arms.

"Ah~~~" Liu Qingxi exclaimed, "What are you doing, you have broken the pictures I draw." ”

Really, you walk without a sound? It scared her heart.

"You don't need to paint, it's not like I can't afford to support you." Yang Yichen really wanted to break her wings, tie her at home and don't let her do anything, just wait for him to raise her.

However, Liu Qingxi was never a canary in a cage, but an eagle with wings spread.

"Okay, Xianggong, I have two days off, so I'll take a good look with you." These days, he is busy with his feet and does not touch the ground, and the husband and wife spend very little time together.

Finally, Dugu Hao gave a few of their henchmen a few days off each, so they naturally had to relax.

"Really? Great, where are we going? Liu Qingxi suddenly stood up and smiled like a child.

Without waiting for Yang Yichen to answer, he had already asked himself: "No matter where he is, I'll go change my clothes first." ”

Like a happy bird, happily bouncing and picking itself up.

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Qingxi appeared in front of Yang Yichen, changed his clothes, combed his hair, and painted a light makeup, this speed was simply against the sky.

On Jingchengda Street, it is not as prosperous as in the past, and everyone is cautious about doing business after Dugu Khan's death.

Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen walked hand in hand on the slightly deserted street, looking at each other and smiling, full of love.

The temperature in late spring and early summer, wearing a thin shirt, the temperature is just right.

Unconsciously, the two walked outside the city, Yang Yichen led the way, and pulled Liu Qingxi to an unknown place, and the more they walked, the more remote they became, and there were fewer and fewer people, until finally, they couldn't even see a figure.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Liu Qingxi was puzzled.

It was so desolate and silent, and suddenly there were a few insect calls, and Liu Qingxi's heart beat violently.