There was a great turmoil in the government and the opposition, the evidence of the murder of the four princes by Concubine Shu was conclusive, Concubine Shu was imprisoned in the Zongren Mansion and never saw the light again, the three clans of the Chang family were sent to the frontier, and the descendants were enslaved from generation to generation, and they were not allowed to turn over forever, and King Jingyang Heng was degraded to a concubine and deprived of his surname. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After this incident, the emperor lost two princes, and among the remaining two princes, only the eldest prince could inherit the throne.

It seems that the eldest prince's biological mother, Concubine Xi, is a mother who has no quarrel with the world, but this gentle woman has become the biggest winner in the harem, and now she is the only woman in the harem, and no one can compete with her for favor anymore, and no one can shake her status.

Stygian Yang Heng strode on the white horse, he looked back at Sheng Yang for the last time, this power center full of temptation, how many people broke their bones and lives for it. It's just a pity that there was no one around when it was time to leave.

It was raining lightly on the day when the four princes were buried, and the mighty procession was longer than the four princes' coming-of-age ceremony. The people of Shengyang also came to see off the prince, although the prince has only been back in the palace for a few months, but there are many people who have received his favor, he is a benevolent prince.

The royal family of all dynasties were buried on the other side of Chengfeng Mountain, and there should have been a lot of burials for the crown prince who was posthumously sealed, but the emperor only wore a red jade for him. Once the tomb door is closed, there will be no cold in this world.

When all the dust settled, the emperor stood alone in the rain, gently touching the name on the tablet with his hand. A woman in red appeared behind him, and the two of them just stood quietly one after the other, this woman was the emperor's concubine Qiong, and she did not speak to his child in the end. She didn't shed tears, death was not a good thing for him, and now she seemed to have no worries in the world, and she suddenly got a lot older.

"He ......." Jun Lan wanted to ask him if he had suffered in the end, but she felt that her question was stupid. He must have suffered a lot.

"You could have seen him for the last time."

"Please, I regret it." Jun Lan said that she regretted that she did not let the child feel the love she deserved, and let him face the ordeal alone. Tears fall with the rain, making it impossible to tell whether it is tears or water. He quietly walked towards her and hugged her into his arms, as if only the two of them were remembering their children in this world, and only the two of them could deeply understand the pain of losing their children.

"You're telling me it's not true?"

"Forget it, it's his fate."

He looked at Jun Lan, and the pain in his eyes was telling Jun Lan that this was true, and there was no more cold in this world.

"Prayer, I think of the old days, when we were young and ignorant, you were like Luo'er's current age, when you were as bright as the sun, and people wanted to get close and were afraid of being burned. But in the end, there is someone who can make you put away the light and become soft and warm. Luo'er is very similar to you, but he is a bright moon, and he has never been able to warm up from the cold, and now it should be even colder underground. Jun Lan had never said such heavy words to Ming Qiran, she couldn't bear to touch the cold stone tablet, and after watching it quietly for a while, she opened her legs and walked the way she came, she walked very slowly, and every step was a deep footprint.

They were all crying, but some of them never showed it on their faces.

It rained for several days, and after the rain cleared, the sky cleared, and the barren land began to sprout, and the earth was full of life, as if to give people hope.

In the land south of the Yangtze River, spring has already begun to take shape, the buds on the trees seem to have bloomed, and the pink peach blossoms are flying all over the sky. Jiangnan is a place of outstanding individuals, and the women here are graceful and quiet, and it is a gentle township that makes people forget to return.

When Xiu Chenyin and Qinghuayin entered the city, they felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, there was no sound of silk and bamboo, no rouge incense, no sound of selling on the street, and no smell of rice. I heard that there is a lot of food in Jiangnan, and you can smell the fragrance from a distance, but now the street is full of vegetarian food, and pedestrians are in a hurry. Qinghuaxiang wanted to grab a pedestrian and ask what happened, but this one just glanced at the two of them, just shook his head and walked away without saying anything.

"What the hell is going on? It looks too depressed. Qinghuayin glanced up at the sun in the sky, shouldn't this season be full of life? The peach blossoms in the distance are blooming, which is incompatible with the atmosphere in the city.

"Looks like someone died in the city." The pedestrians were dressed modestly and wore white belts. It's just that I don't know who actually asked the whole city to mourn for him, he must be a great man.

"Could it be the local official?"

"Let's see." The two looked at each other and continued to move forward, and saw a number of painting boats parked by the river, and the boats were silent. As I approached slowly, I heard the sound of scolding and the crying of a woman coming from a painting boat.

Xiu Chenyan and Qinghuayin hurried over, but they didn't think that one of them was Xiyuan, the son of Xihou Ye's family, whom the two had seen.

This Xiyuan, who had an arm broken by the cold fall, was a good scar and forgot the pain, and even came here to tease the woman again. He was carrying two sturdy men beside him, who seemed to be stronger than the straw bales he saw last time, I am afraid that it was because he had gained some knowledge from the last time, and knew that force was the most important thing when bullying people outside.

"Master, I came all the way here, just to listen to Miss Furong sing, you have to sing if you don't sing today, if you sing well, Master will be rewarded." Xi Yuanse touched the hand of the Furong girl in a daze, although Furong was just a dusty woman, but the men who came to listen to her singing were all elegant people, how could they have been so light.

She wanted to break away from Nishihara's hand, but she didn't break free after a few struggles, which made Nishihara feel that his temper was very much to his liking.

"This son, please respect himself, now he is in the midst of the national funeral, singing and dancing are prohibited, and I hope that the son will come back after the national funeral." The Furong girl is a little angry, although she knows that Xi's identity is special, she is afraid that she is not good, but she still makes a gesture of refusal, where can this weak woman in the red dust be the opponent of several big men, even the mother on this boat is also red-eyed, and said countless good things on the side.

Xiyu rudely pushed her mother away, ignoring her words. "Hmph, national funeral? This son doesn't care about any national funeral, doesn't he just die of a sick seedling? Now the only one who can ascend to the great treasure is His Royal Highness King Qi, who is my cousin. If I ask you to sing it, you will sing it, and if anyone dares to question it, I will kill them. Xi Xuan's tone is not to put this posthumous crown prince in his eyes, it is simply lawless to the extreme.

"The prince is a royal prince, and he should abide by the etiquette and law, so as not to be honest." Fleur was still kind and persuasive, and the expression on her face was neither humble nor arrogant.

Xiyu is usually arrogant, and he doesn't care whether what Fleur says is right or wrong, and he is very angry in his heart. I think that the son of his dignified Xihou family, how could he put others in his eyes. After listening to Fleur's great truth for a long time, his patience was exhausted, and he threw Fleur on the piano platform and forced her to play the piano and sing.

Fleur's fall hurt her whole body, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Don't tell me big truths, my son wants to listen to music now." He sat arrogantly in the audience, with a cynical posture waiting for Fleur to play the piano and sing. Fleur didn't sing or not, and immediately focused on her mother, and this mother with heavy makeup really had no choice, but maybe it wouldn't be long before the painting boat was demolished.