After listening to Bai Zifeng's explanation, Nangong Han did not object anymore.

Here, Lian Ji took Qin Luoyi to the guest room.

"Miss Qin, you can live here, if you need anything, just tell me." Lian Ji looked at Qin Luoyi and smiled charmingly.

"Thank you!" Qin Luoyi looked at the room and thanked Lian Ji.

"You're welcome, then you're so rested, then I'll go first." Lian Ji smiled, then turned to leave.

When Lian Ji left, Qin Luoyi put down the luggage on his body and sat on the chair in a daze, a little confused for a while.

And in the Seven Kings' Mansion, when the news of Long Xuyao's death came, Mo Jiuwu was shocked, she didn't expect that Long Xuyao, who was majestic in the past, would die like this.

But compared to being surprised by Long Xuyao's departure, Mo Jiuwu was more worried about Long Junmo, but Long Junmo was much calmer than Mo Jiuwu thought, just told her a few words, and went to the palace.

And in the next few days, Long Junmo was busy dealing with the affairs of the court, and at the same time, he also had to deal with Long Xuyao's funeral, so that he rarely returned to the palace, and Mo Jiuwu did not see him for several days.

And since Long Xuyao's death, those who were originally about to move have quieted down, and those who were originally targeting Long Junmo have also moved.

Time flickered, and soon the day came to bury Long Xuyao's body in the imperial tomb.

"Princess, the carriage is ready to enter the palace."

In front of the bronze mirror, Mo Jiuwu was dressed in plain white clothes, and the green silk on his head was also held with a hairpin at will, and a strand of broken hair hung down on his forehead, adding a touch of charm to the simplicity.

Qingqing on the side looked at Mo Jiuwu in the bronze mirror and spoke.

"Well, let's go!" Mo Jiuwu responded, and then got up and walked out.

At the gate of the palace, Xiao Feng was guarding a carriage, and at this time, Mo Jiuwu appeared at the door.

"Princess!" Howling Wind saluted.

Mo Jiuwu nodded, and then got into the carriage.

"Princess, stay safe." Qingqing said worriedly.

Mo Jiuwu looked at her, smiled at her, and signaled her not to worry.

"Alright, let's go back!" Xiao Feng looked at Qingqing, touched her head, and said, then got into the carriage, drove away, and drove away in the direction of the palace.

Seeing the departing carriage gradually disappear from sight, Qing Qing retracted his gaze and went back to the mansion.

And here, Mo Jiuwu sat in the carriage, watching that the surrounding markets were very quiet, and there were very few pedestrians on the road.

"Howling Wind, why aren't there any people on the road?" Mo Jiuwu wondered.

"Princess, according to custom, on this day, everyone is not allowed to go out and wander at will, and all shops are closed." Howling Wind explained.

"I see!" Mo Jiuwu nodded understandingly.

"So what am I going to do later?" Mo Jiuwu continued to ask.

Now while there is still time, ask carefully, or something will go wrong later.

"Princess, don't be nervous, there is the prince here, you just need to follow the prince later."

"Oh!" Mo Jiuwu responded, and then lowered the curtain.

The carriage drove all the way in the direction of the palace and soon stopped at the palace gate.

Mo Jiuwu stepped out of the carriage and looked at the white silk and some white lanterns hanging at the palace gate, and his heart was a little dull.

"Princess, let's go!"

"Good!" Mo Jiuwu responded, and then stepped into the palace.

Under the leadership of Xiao Feng, Mo Jiuwu came to the main hall, and in the main hall, all the ministers knelt on the ground in unison, and above the main hall, there was a luxurious and gorgeous coffin, and in the coffin, Long Xuyao was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, lying peacefully inside, if you look at it from a distance, you think he is just asleep.

And around the coffin, there were a group of concubines and princes, and the concubines and princes were all kneeling beside them in plain white clothes, crying in low voices, but how sincere and how fake they were, who knows?

And beside the coffin, Long Junmo stood aside with an indifferent face.

Mo Jiuwu came to Long Junmo's side, looked at him with a bad face, and stepped forward to hold his hand.

Long Junmo may not have noticed Mo Jiuwu's arrival and was shocked.

When he saw Mo Jiuwu clearly, his face returned to normal, "You're here." Long Junmo looked at her and spoke, but his voice was very hoarse.

"What's wrong with your voice?" Mo Jiuwu looked at him worriedly and asked.

"It's okay, you'll follow the howling wind and protect yourself later, you know?" Long Junmo looked at her and instructed.

“………… Good! Mo Jiuwu hesitated, then agreed.

At this time, a group of people dressed in strange costumes suddenly appeared on the side, all wearing masks on their faces, and holding a strange scepter in their hands, thinking that Mo Jiuwu had seen those people who danced the great gods.

As soon as the group of people appeared, they gathered around Long Xuyao's coffin, and when a bell rang, the group of people began to dance around the coffin, muttering something, it should be a kind of ritual.

Mo Jiuwu looked around, looked at the ministers who were kneeling down, looked at the crying concubines and princes around him, Mo Jiuwu suddenly found that Gu Lanyan was not there!

Mo Jiuwu looked for it again uncertainly, and made sure that Gu Lanyan was really not there!

At this time, the ceremony seemed to be over, and the group of people also stopped, and at this time, the person who seemed to be the leader of the group came to Long Junmo and said respectfully: "Lord Wang, you are ready, you can move the imperial tomb." ”

"Okay, get ready, let's go!" Long Junmo said coldly.

"Yes!" The man replied, and the face hidden under the mask could not see what the expression was.

Mo Jiuwu on the side looked at the person in front of him, looking at his eyes hidden under the mask, a little infiltrating.

And that person seemed to notice Mo Jiuwu's gaze and glanced at her.

Being glanced at by that person, Mo Jiuwu's heart tightened, and he seemed to have a feeling of being seen through, but just for a moment, that person looked away and walked away.

Mo Jiuwu looked at the group of people, took a deep breath, and calmed down the dullness in his heart.

"Let's go!" At this time, Long Junmo took Mo Jiuwu's hand and pulled her to the front of the main hall.

Then, under the various chatters of the group of priests, they knelt down towards Long Xuyao's coffin.

After presiding over all this, Long Xuyao's coffin can be removed to the imperial tomb.

As Long Xuyao's coffin was also sealed, a group of soldiers stepped forward to lift Long Xuyao's coffin, and then walked out of the main hall and headed in the direction of the imperial mausoleum.

Looking at the departing team, Mo Jiuwu glanced at Long Junmo beside him and held his hand tightly.

Long Junmo seemed to sense Mo Jiuwu's concern, smiled faintly at her, and then put his head on her shoulder, and softly called Mo Jiuwu's name, "Ah Wu." ”

Mo Jiuwu stretched out his hand to hug him and asked softly, "What's wrong?" Have you been too tired lately? ”

"Hmm~" Long Junmo replied softly, and there seemed to be a hint of coquettishness in his words.

"Alright, we're almost done now, let's go home!"

"Good!" Long Junmo responded, and then took Mo Jiuwu's hand and walked out.

But when the two of them walked out of the main hall, they saw Gu Lanyan, who had not appeared just now, standing there, as if waiting for them.

Long Junmo looked at Gu Lanyan who was standing there, and his face became a little cold.

But Gu Lanyan didn't seem to care about Long Junmo's cold attitude, but instead smiled, "What? The Seventh Prince............ No, you can't call the Seventh Lord anymore, you should change your name...... The regent is gone. Gu Lanyan said with a smile.

Long Junmo looked at her, there was no trace of warmth in his eyes, and he was about to pull Mo Jiuwu and leave.

Looking at Long Junmo, who was completely ignoring him, Gu Lanyan's eyes were unwilling, and the hand hanging by his side clenched unconsciously.

"Long Junmo!" Gu Lan turned his head and shouted.

But Long Junmo took Mo Jiuwu's hand without a pause.

"Long Junmo!" Gu Lanyan's unwilling voice sounded behind him.

Mo Jiuwu looked back at Gu Lanyan behind him, then looked at Long Junmo, and was about to speak, but saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Long Junmo's mouth.

"Junmo! What happened to you? Mo Jiuwu grabbed Long Junmo, looked at the pale face, the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and shouted.

"I'm fine! Let's go back! Long Junmo looked at her and wiped the blood from his mouth.

But in the next second, the body slammed into the end.

"Junmo!" This sudden scene surprised Mo Jiuwu.

"Lord Wang!" Howling Wind was also taken aback.

Gu Lanyan ran over and looked at Long Junmo lying on the ground, his eyes were full of worry, but also tangled.

And Long Junmo, who was lying on the ground, his breath became violent, and a trace of dark lines appeared on his neck, and his eyes also became scarlet.

Mo Jiuwu looked at Long Junmo's appearance, and reacted that the flame poison in his body had recurred.

"Howling Wind, quick! Hurry up and take Junmo to Brother Duan! Mo Jiu hurriedly said to Xiao Feng.

Xiaofeng also understood, and was about to help Long Junmo, but before he could touch Long Junmo, Long Junmo vomited out a mouthful of blood again.

Mo Jiuwu was stunned for a moment, it seemed that the symptoms of these Longjun Mo Yan poison attacks were a little different from before.

Mo Jiuwu was stunned for a moment, and then opened Long Junmo's collar to check, and sure enough, he realized that something was wrong at this glance.

In the past, the dark lines on Long Junmo's neck were like a certain pattern, but this time, it was like a spider web, all over his neck, and in the past, Long Junmo had a seizure, he would gradually lose consciousness and become violent, and the six relatives did not recognize it, but now it is completely the opposite, and the surrounding aura has become weaker.

"How so?" Mo Jiuwu looked at Long Junmo.

"Princess, let's send the prince to Duan Gongzi first!" Howling Wind said anxiously on the side.

"Let's go!" When Mo Jiuwu heard this, he helped Xiao Feng pick up Long Junmo and hurried to Duan Wuluo.

"Jun ...... Mo ...... "Looking at Long Junmo who was taken away by Mo's people, Gu Lanyan looked at it distractedly, and seemed to be a little jealous of Mo Jiuwu.

Here, Mo Jiuwu and Xiao Feng hurriedly took Long Junmo to Duan Wuluo, while Long Junmo slowly lost consciousness and was already unconscious, and at this moment, those dark lines seemed to have spread to Long Junmo's face like life.