"Yesterday, the slave persuaded Niangniang to leave the palace, but Niangniang said that she didn't want to leave. She said that if she left like this, others would think that she and Yueli had colluded, and she didn't want to be said to be a disaster for the country. Although Xiaolan is avoiding the important and trivial, what she said is also the truth.

"I never said she was a scourge, why is she so stupid!" Duanmu Qian's heart was stagnant, "Could it be that she returned to Yueli, and her father and mother couldn't tolerate her?" If she hadn't shown that mortal sorrow in front of her, wouldn't she have been so desperate? If he sent her and Yu'er out of the palace together, wouldn't she choose a dead end?

I only thought that she was Yueli, the daughter of the prime minister, even if Nanlin destroyed the country, she would not have to worry about her life, but how could she forget that she had been branded as the "enemy princess", even if she returned to Yueli unharmed, others would look at her differently after all. Even if she has always been forbearing, how can she not feel pain in her heart in the face of such pointing and pointing all year round?

"Niangniang may still guess that she will not be able to give birth in the future, and she is very desperate." Xiaolan didn't know what Duanmu Qian was thinking, so she just cried and said, "It's all to blame on the slave maid, after returning from Qingfang Pavilion last afternoon, Niangniang asked the slave maid what the emperor said to kill Xiao Shunzi with a cane, and the slave told Niangniang the truth." When she heard that Xiao Shunzi had added safflower and borneol to her medicine, Niangniang's face turned white, and then she kept crying, saying that she would definitely not have any more children in the future. I knew that Lu Dao Niangniang couldn't think about it like this, and the slave and maid shouldn't have reported it according to the truth. ”

Xiaolan really regretted it at this time, why did she tell Nangong Meng the words of the imperial doctor that day? Why make her desperate? Why did you force her down this dead end? Can't I hide it from her at that time?

"Confused, confused!" Duanmuqian pointed at Xiaolan and wanted to scold her. But thinking that this maid accompanied Nangong Meng all the way to Nanlin, and she could be regarded as loyal, she suppressed this idea back. To blame, or to blame herself, it was her failure to protect Nangong Meng and the child that made her so desperate.

Why did she forget, even if she is the daughter of the prime minister, even if she can remarry after returning to Yueli, but this "dead princess" brand will overwhelm her. What's more, she can't have children anymore, even if she remarries, what can she do? Without an heir, what man would treat her wholeheartedly?

It must be! It must have been that she guessed the purpose of Xiao Shunzi's drug and the condition of her body, so she chose a desperate path without hesitation. knew that this was the case, and he should really arrange for her and Yu'er to go together, go to live a simple life together, and take care of each other in the future. They already get along well, why didn't they think of it? Duanmu Qian sat there in a daze, his heart was full of self-blame, and he couldn't say a word in half a voice.

Xiao Anzi saw that his face was as pale as dirt, and hurriedly relieved, "Your Majesty, let's mourn!" Concubine Meng is gone, how to handle her funeral, the emperor still needs to take the idea! ”

"Your Majesty, the slave has a request." Hearing Xiao Anzi say this, Xiao Lan immediately opened her mouth.

"What are your requests?" Duanmu Qian looked at Xiaolan with a sad face. Duanmu Qian looked at Nangong Meng,

"The slave maid implored the emperor to let the slave maid take the mother back to Yueli. Niangniang has been away from Yueli for many years, and she misses her father and mother all the time. Please ask the emperor to let the slave maid take the mother back to the moon for burial! Xiaolan said as she kowtowed to Duanmu Qian.

"I made her separate from my father and mother, and now my minions have caused her to go to a dead end, and I really don't have the face to bury her in Nanlin. Your request is granted! Duanmu Qian thought for a while and agreed to Xiaolan's request. At this point, he suddenly coughed violently. Although in his heart, Nangong Meng's death was far inferior to the rain, but Nangong Meng's death also hit him hard.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is mourning!" Xiao Anzi and the imperial doctor both felt that Duanmu Qian's face was getting more and more ugly, and they couldn't help but persuade him.

"It's okay!" Duanmu Qian waved his hand, "Then when did you decide to leave?" ”

"The slave maid will pack up for the mother and set off."

"Look, don't worry about it. You are a woman, taking your mother to climb mountains and wade through water, which is inconvenient and unsafe. I believe that there will be a day or two at most, and the moon will leave the army. When the time comes, let them escort Concubine Meng back. Otherwise, you are alone, and I will not worry! ”

"Your Majesty!" No one expected Duanmu Qian to say this, and everyone looked up at him.

"Get up!" Duanmu Qian's face was hard to see, but it was quite calm, and it could be seen that he was ready for the fact that Nanlin was about to die. Duanmu Qian looked at Xiao Anzi, "Xiao Anzi, you can find a few people to arrange it, and temporarily set the main hall of Qingmeng Pavilion as the mourning hall of Concubine Meng!" I'm so good to put incense on the pillar for the dream concubine! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Xiao Anzi immediately got up and went to the Internal Affairs Office.

In a short time, the main hall of Qingmeng Pavilion has been arranged into a mourning hall. There are curtains hanging inside and outside the mourning hall, and a bottle of black and shiny sandalwood coffin is parked in the middle. Lan Gongmeng lay peacefully in the coffin, and his face was covered with a white silk handkerchief. On the offering table in front of the coffin, there are spiritual flowers, sacrificial vessels and offerings, and the tablet in the middle of the visit reads "The Spirit of the Dream of the Aifei Nangong". In the garden outside the mourning hall, three large mourning flags were hung, about three zhang high, wrapped in white cloth.

Xiaolan was dressed in filial piety clothes, knelt in front of the spiritual seat, and burned paper money in the brazier. Duanmuqian changed into a black civilian clothes, lit three sticks of plain incense with his own hands, and inserted them into the small copper tripod on the table.

The green smoke curled, Duanmu Qian stood with his hands in his hands, and no one knew what he was thinking. Until someone came to report that Yueli's army had arrived in the capital, the commander of Jiumen led his commander to garrison 30,000 people in Beijing to prepare for the last resistance.

Duanmu Qian silently listened to the proclamation, looked up at Nangong Meng's spiritual position, and silently recited in his heart, "Concubine Meng, I will be with you soon", turned around and walked out of Qingmengxue.

Besides, Yu Wending led an army of 100,000 to reach the capital city of Nanlin, and the city gate had already been closed. The sergeants were busy camping outside the city gates, while Yu Wending anxiously waited for the news brought back by the spies sent earlier.

The first spy had gone out of the city last night and told Yu Wending in person that yesterday, Duanmuqian dismissed the harem, and the concubines and palace people could leave the palace on their own.

Yu Wending's heart moved, since Duanmu Qian allowed the concubine to leave the palace on her own, why didn't she see Nangong Meng's figure? Could it be that before Duanmu Qian dismissed the harem, she had already taken the fake death pill?

The second spy Feige passed the book, and there was no news of the death of the mother in the palace recently, but Duanmu Qian ordered a eunuch next to the queen to be killed.