Murong Yichuan drove straight to the palace. Great literature

When he came to the palace, Murong Yichuan went straight to the harem, and came directly to Concubine Xiao's Yilan Hall at night.

As soon as he walked into the Yilan Palace, Murong Yichuan heard the crying in the hall, and with this sad cry, he slowly walked into the main hall.

As soon as I walked into the hall, I saw the Empress Dowager Xiao sitting on the edge of the bed holding Concubine Xiao's hand and crying bitterly, Concubine Xiao was dressed neatly and straight lying on the bed, her body was covered with a brocade quilt, but her face was still exposed, looking at her sister leaving, Empress Dowager Xiao was naturally sad and couldn't suppress it. Emperor Tiande, Empress Xiao, the crown prince, Concubine De, Concubine Chen, Concubine Li, Yun Zhaoyi, Zhang Guiren and other harems also gathered here, they all hung their heads one by one, some had tears in their eyes, and some just stood with their heads down, the eunuchs and palace maids were busy before and after, but those eunuchs and palace maids who had served Concubine Xiao for many years had sincere tears on their faces.

"The son saw the queen mother and met the royal brother. The sister-in-law of the great literary emperor. When he came to Murong Yichuan, he hurriedly saluted.

Empress Dowager Xiao turned her face to look at her youngest son who had just arrived, and said with teary eyes; "Yi Chuan, you're here, as if you didn't come."

Murong Yichuan said busily; "No, no, she is coming, Erchen didn't let her come, the concubine has already gone, or I beg the queen mother to mourn, Erchen heard that the concubine Niangniang left very peacefully, she should go to find her father." A cold Murong Yichuan's eyes were also slightly red at this time, as if he was also deeply sad about the departure of Empress Dowager Xiao, but he was just grieving with Empress Dowager Xiao.

Empress Dowager Xiao nodded; "Okay, you have loved you since you were a child, you have to cry well when she goes, and it will not be in vain for her to hurt you." Saying that, Empress Dowager Xiao burst into tears again.

Murong Yichuan hurriedly walked to Concubine Xiao's bed, slowly knelt down, and then kowtowed three times to it, he couldn't cry, but in order to cater to such an occasion, he had to desperately squeeze out a few tears. Great literature

After a while, the chief eunuch came to the main hall with more than a dozen palace maids dressed in white, each holding a white tray in her hand, and in the tray was the filial piety clothes worn by the funeral.

Empress Dowager Xiao and others were waited by the palace maids to change into filial piety clothes, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the Yilan Palace also wore white clothes and brought white flowers.

"Emperor, Yi Chuan, the mourning family has called you over for a very important matter to discuss with your brothers." After changing her clothes, Empress Dowager Xiao called the emperor and King Fu to a room alone, she put away her tears and looked at the two sons sitting opposite her with a stern face.

When the emperor saw that his mother was so strict, he hurriedly asked; "The Queen Mother; If you have anything you ask, I and Ichuan will definitely try to do it well. As he spoke, the emperor glanced at King Fu beside him, and King Fu also glanced at the emperor, and the two of them also looked like brothers.

"Your aunt has no children under her knees, and there is not even a person who guards the spirit and throws the basin this time, and both of you are taken care of by your aunt, you should know what I mean." Empress Dowager Xiao said with tears rippling again.

The emperor and King Fu listened to Empress Dowager Xiao's words, glanced at each other, and both understood what Empress Dowager Xiao meant.

"The Queen Mother; I see what you mean. The Emperor spoke slowly.

Empress Dowager Xiao nodded; "Emperor, you are the eldest son and the king of a country, do you do this or let Yi Chuan do it?" Empress Dowager Xiao deliberately set her eyes on the emperor, as if entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

The emperor understood what his mother meant from Empress Dowager Xiao's words and her eyes, and he knew that if he was unwilling to be Concubine Xiao's stepson, then King Fu would definitely take the lead, so his status in his mother's eyes would decline a little, this was an opportunity to please his mother, and he must seize this opportunity.

"Queen Mother, let's let my sons do this." Murong Yichuan snatched the words first, although he was reluctant to give Concubine Xiao the so-called son, but he knew that this was a good opportunity to buy people's hearts, although he also understood that Empress Dowager Xiao wanted the emperor to do this, but he still wanted to actively fight for it.

As soon as Murong Yichuan's words fell, the emperor stood up; "Queen Mother, even if you don't say that I will do this, but Aunt Taifei's regret, there are still many things outside, so I will go first." After the emperor finished speaking, he walked slowly and resolutely outside.

Murong Yichuan looked at the back of the emperor leaving, and said in his heart that this time I will let you have a beautiful time, and then we will see when we walk, with two eyebrows raised, steel teeth touched slightly, and a cold wind rose slightly in the body.

"Ikawa; The emperor is your aunt's son today, and after a hundred years of mourning, you will be able to do what should have belonged to him. When the emperor walked away, Empress Dowager Xiao held her youngest son's hand tightly and said with tears in her eyes.