That night, the queen sent her cronies out of the palace, knocked on the door of the important ministers of the court, and delivered the secret letter. Le + Wen + .When such a big event happened, how could the ministers of the court and the central government sleep peacefully, they couldn't sleep all night, and they got up before dawn in the morning, and hurried to the court.

His Majesty the Emperor originally did not plan to go to the court, but when he heard that the ministers of the court had an urgent matter, he had no choice but to go to the court with a blue face and a tired face. You can imagine how tense the atmosphere in the DPRK and China was. Most of the ministers of the court and the central government did not want His Royal Highness Fu Chang to be convicted in this way, so when the prime minister made a statement, they all began to admonish.

His Majesty the Emperor looked at the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty in the middle of the court and all reacted so fiercely to this matter, and his face became even more dark. He himself loved and hated Fu Changyu, a son who often spoke out, and when he heard that it was his bold son who stabbed Murong Huang to death, he was so angry for a while that he ordered someone to put him in prison.

However, Fu Changyu is now a serious prince, and killing a prisoner of an enemy country is not a big crime, even if that captive is the pillow of His Majesty the Emperor, Fu Changyu should not be sentenced to death. What's more, Murong Huang didn't have a single knife wound on his body, he died so suddenly that he couldn't find out the reason, and it was difficult for the murderer to be determined by Fu Changyu alone.

Moreover, the eyewitnesses, those palace maids and eunuchs, were also unable to tell what had happened, and they could only be sure that Murong Huang had indeed seen Fu Changyu before he died. But what exactly happened is open to further investigation.

Therefore, no matter what, no matter how impulsive he is, he understands that he can't just send his own son to the guillotine. However, even if he knew in his heart that understanding was one thing, anger was another; At this time, his anger was not gone, and his mind was full of thinking that Fu Changyu had killed his beloved, and he was even more furious when he heard the advice of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty to let him retract his order and release Fu Changyu from prison.

In the courtroom, the ministers stood up straight, while His Majesty the Emperor stood up angrily, pacing back and forth beside the dragon chair. The atmosphere stiffened for a while.

At this time, Qin Tianjian, who was not afraid of death, also stood up and said: "Your Majesty, the ministers have been watching the sky at night, and the comet has formed a moon-rushing phenomenon for several days, and it is an unlucky omen to endure for a long time!" Ten years later, the imperial family of the Yan Kingdom will definitely regain the prestige of the country and destroy my Great Qin! His Royal Highness Changyu has advised His Majesty to stay away from Murong Gongzi of Yan Kingdom several times, but also for the sake of Your Majesty, because he is afraid that His Majesty's country will change hands! Therefore, even if His Royal Highness Changyu really did something arrogant this time and hurt Prince Murong of Yan Kingdom, it is understandable, and I hope that His Majesty will put the country first and forgive His Royal Highness for his sin! ”

"I also hope that Your Majesty will put the country first and forgive the sins of His Royal Highness!" Seeing this, the ministers knelt down one after another and said in unison. His Majesty the Emperor trembled with anger and said, "You are forcing the palace!" In the end, he flicked his sleeves angrily and shouted: "This matter will be discussed another day, retreat from the court!" ”

His Majesty the Emperor walked out of the hall angrily, and immediately a eunuch stepped forward, knelt in front of His Majesty the Emperor and kowtowed: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Murong Gongzi has woken up!" His Majesty the Emperor was stunned for a moment before rushing towards the inner palace. Later, Gonggong Xiao hurriedly called for a sedan chair, and ran after His Majesty the Emperor panting, while shouting: "Your Majesty, slow down, your sedan chair!" ”

The emperor rushed into Fengqi Palace, and the palace maids hurriedly retreated when they saw this. The imperial physician bowed his hand again and again: "Your Majesty, Murong Gongzi is deeply blessed, and the heavens have manifested his spirit, so that Murong Gongzi has recovered!" The minister has already checked it, except that Murong Gongzi is a little tired and needs to recuperate, there is no big problem! When His Majesty the Emperor heard the news, he was so surprised that even the wrinkles on his face were much less, he rushed to the bed, picked up Murong Huang with one hand, and shouted: "Huang'er, you are really scared to death!" ”

Murong Huang opened a pair of deep eyes and looked at His Majesty the Emperor with a look of horror. After a long time, he clutched his chest and asked, "Did I have a nightmare?" ”

Soon, the news of Murong Huang's death and resurrection quickly spread throughout the palace and beyond, and even reached the ears of those ministers. They all breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, in the evening of the same day, Fu Changyu was welcomed out of death row and sent back to the palace. After learning that Murong Huang was not dead, Fu Changyu somehow breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that maybe he could find a solution and take out the fragments of the Soul Suppression Mirror without harming people's lives.

And in the Han Mansion, after hearing the news that Fu Changyu had been pardoned, Mrs. Han finally laughed, and then raised her head and drank the poisoned wine that had been prepared long ago. The palace maid beside the queen mother looked at Madame Han until she drank all the poisonous wine in the cup before she smiled with satisfaction.

A trace of blood poured out from the corner of Mrs. Han's mouth, she smiled, struggled to let the maid Li Wan'er help her sit down, and kept shouting: "Call Yu'er, call my Yu'er...... I want to see him......" Before she could finish speaking, Mrs. Han tilted her head and closed her eyes.

The maids Li Wan'er and Guo Cuier were already in tears, they called out to Mrs., and when they saw that no one answered, they suppressed and cried. The palace maid got up and hurried into the palace to return to the queen's mother.

That night, the cry of the Hanfu shook the sky, a mourning hall was set up, and white lanterns were hung outside the gate. Fu Changyu didn't sleep well in prison, so he took off his clothes and lay down, when he heard the bad news. He didn't even bother to put on his clothes, so he hurriedly got out of bed, rode his horse and ran towards Hanfu.

In the distance, a cry was heard. Fu Chang rushed in, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the red lacquered wood coffin placed in the center of the main hall of Xi Zhaoju. He staggered back two steps, unable to believe his eyes.

In the mourning hall, white cloth was hung, and a group of servants were wearing white filial piety clothes and kneeling on the ground of the mourning hall. And in front of the coffin, two girls wearing white flowers on their heads were also crying. It was Aunt Qiu and Aunt Huang's daughters, Han Lingshuang and Han Linglan.

In the mourning hall, there was a cry, and Fu Changyu stood at the door, his mind buzzing. His mother, the shrewd and capable woman, the ruthless and tough woman, died so easily? His eyes were red, and he couldn't believe what he saw. The wind blew the white cloth hunting sound in the mourning hall, fluttering and covering Fu Changyu's face, and he didn't reach out to caress it.

After a long time, Fu Chang Yucai walked to the coffin with heavy steps and leaned down to look down. The coffin had not yet been closed, and inside, Mrs. Han was lying quietly, her beautiful face still vivid, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. Fu Changyu saw the familiar face lying in the coffin clearly, took a step back suddenly, turned his head with red eyes and roared, "How did she die?!" ”