The queen is gentle, elegant and noble, and has been a husband and wife with the saint for so many years, even if the relationship fades, at least there is still family affection, but I didn't expect the second prince to be so ruthless.

When everyone was silent, Yan Wushuang walked out gently, knelt down with a calm face, and attracted everyone's attention, at this time, what did the lord of Cheng'an want to do?

"Your Majesty, Wushuang is brave and wants to wear sackcloth as a daughter at the funeral of the mother and send the mother away."

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhan Ge's face was calm, looking at Yan Wushuang with a faint pride, this is his wife.

is the king of Sheng who hangs next to him, and he has a different opinion on Yan Wushuang's words, such a woman really seems to have been taught by the queen.

"It's okay, brother Huang, the sister-in-law doesn't have a daughter, the prince and the third child are gone this time, let Xiao Shi keep the spirit, the child is small, it's good if the affection arrives, don't go too far."

Jin Sheng spoke, especially agreeing with Yan Wushuang's behavior, with regret on his elegant and handsome face, although he had regrets for his prince and nephew, he was also happy.

At least with the crown princess, it will not be lonely all the way.

"The crown prince and the princess were buried in the imperial mausoleum, as the prince, the third prince, has always liked the rivers and lakes the most, and they were buried in the royal garden, where the scenery is picturesque, it is the most suitable for him, but it is a pity that the third child did not marry the princess in this life, nor did he leave an heir."

If you don't leave an heir, you won't be able to enjoy the offerings, which is probably the biggest regret of the saint for the three princes.

"Your Majesty, even if the Third Highness has no heirs, the Ten Princes are still there, and when the Ten Princes give birth to heirs in the future, they can inherit the title of the Third Highness, and a piece of incense will never be broken."

Wei Guogong persuaded and explained, some things, since they have happened, they are destined to be regrets, there is no way to change them in this life, the dead have passed away, and the living should take care and continue to live with their hopes.

"Guogong is right, okay, this matter is over, the court will cleanse it, and wait until these funerals are over."

When the hundred officials retreated, only the saint was left in the palace, even the father-in-law, who was not allowed to stay inside, and the light outside seemed to be unable to penetrate the darkness inside, which made people hesitate.

Yan Wushuang finally turned around, and saw that there seemed to be teardrops saying that the pale cheeks of the saint were dripping, and before he could look closely, the palace gate had already closed.

Feeling his hand being held hard, he looked back and saw Zhan Ge's serious face: "What's wrong?"

"It's fine." Zhan Ge smiled slightly, and left the palace with Yan Wushuang.

The queen died, the virtuous concubine died, the crown prince and princess died, the third prince was shot, and many others, this rebellion was not big or small, but the people who died were extraordinary.

The culprit, the second prince and others, were naturally beheaded at the execution ground in the capital, and it is said that the blood shed that day made the capital float in a bloody color for a long time, and it dissipated after a long time.

When the white cloth in the capital was removed and a few people were buried in the imperial mausoleum, the funeral was considered to be over.

Yan Wushuang persevered in front of the mourning hall for seven days, and finally fell ill after the queen was buried.

In the general's mansion, Zhan Ge sent the imperial doctor away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"General, the slave maid goes to decoct the medicine, and you also rest. Madame is not feeling well these days, and you have been busy, if you are tired, Madame will feel distressed. ”

Shuangshuang looked at the obvious blue and black on Zhan Ge's face, which was the trace left after staying up late, since Yan Wushuang saw the second prince from death row, and then guarded in front of the queen's mourning hall, he looked like he had something in his heart.

In this way, coupled with the depression in my heart, how could I be fine, and in this way, I fell ill.

The high fever does not go away, he is unconscious, it has been two or three days, and Zhan Ge has been with him, not leaving an inch, one person is uncomfortable, and two people feel the same way.

"It's okay, she's not going to get up, and I won't be at ease......"

After hesitating, Zhan Ge still asked: "What did the second prince say to Wushuang that day?"

Shuangshuang shook his head slightly, with a little helplessness: "That day, when the second prince spoke, the slave and maid went out, and I don't know what they said, but I remember that when the lady came out, her expression was in a trance, and she seemed to remember some things that she had forgotten for a long time."

Zhan Ge's hand was held unnaturally, and he opened it easily: "That's it, it's a thing of the past after all, tell the palace, I won't go to the court recently, I'll wait for Wushuang to get better."

"Yes, the slave and maid will inform the ink merchant later, the general will go in and accompany the lady to rest, it will take an hour for this medicine to be boiled, and it is enough to rest and rest."

Both of them saluted, and some boldly persuaded Zhan Ge.

Nodding, Zhan Ge pushed the door and walked out, without reproaching Shuangshuang.

Looking at the closed door, they both sighed lightly, hiding the worry in their eyes, hoping that Mrs. would be safe, otherwise, they were really afraid that the general would not be able to hold on.

The ice cubes in the bedroom exude cold air at the four corners, dissipating the heat in the room, and because they are placed far away, they will not make Wushuang uncomfortable.

After Zhan Ge entered the door, he unconsciously lightened his steps, walked to the bed, and looked at Yan Wushuang, who was pale and skinny lying on the bed, with a slight pain in his heart.

sat down and pinned a wisp of green silk from her face behind her ear, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

With red bloodshot eyes, after all, he couldn't hold it anymore, Zhan Ge touched Yan Wushuang's forehead uneasily, there was no scorching heat, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally there was no fever.

Leaning on the bedpost, Zhan Ge felt the overwhelming exhaustion, after all, he couldn't support it, and fell asleep.

The window was opened, and there was a faint wind blowing in, and when Yan Wushuang woke up, although he felt that his head was a little heavy, the heaviness of being unconscious was gone, and he was faintly comfortable.

Yan Wushuang opened his eyes gently, and what caught his eye was the familiar light blue curtain on the bed in his bedroom, and his eyes turned slightly, and it was Zhan Ge's body leaning on it asleep.

Looking at the exhaustion on his face, Yan Wushuang only felt a pain in his heart, for himself or for him.

That day, she went to see the second prince on death row, and then she inexplicably had all the memories of the past, which belonged to the memory of "Yan Wushuang".

went to see the second prince, which she always remembered, not to seek revenge, but to know what happened back then.

Why, sometimes see him, boundless fear? Sometimes, I feel inexplicable joy.

What the usual death row was like, Yan Wushuang didn't know, but he remembered the death row that day, with a heavy depression.

Different from the death row imagined by Yan Wushuang, it is clean here, there are no rats and insects, and the inside of each cell is also very clean, and the teacups and teapots are still shiny.

Xu saw what Yan Wushuang was, and the jailer relieved her doubts: "County Lord, there are no people who come in here, there is no one with low status, they are the last one, be decent, and let them go peacefully."

Seeing the still silent Marquis of Zhenbei, who was still in prison clothes, Yan Wushuang walked inside, and saw the second prince in the innermost, thinking that he would not wear a prison uniform, but he didn't expect him to wear it.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, different from the heaviness he usually heard, the second prince looked up expressionlessly, looked over, saw that it was Yan Wushuang, his face was stunned, and slowly unfolded a smile.

Yan Wushuang only felt that a thick and colorful picture scroll was slowly unfolding in front of him, which was so beautiful that it was intoxicating, especially that there was no gloom in this smile.

"I didn't expect it to be you, who looked at me."

seems to have let go of the hatred and loneliness in his heart, and the second prince's whole person has become a lot clearer, and his eyes are clear and clear, like a child.

With a wave of his hand, the jailer opened the door, Yan Wushuang stopped Shuangshuang from entering, took the food box in both hands, and closed the door of the cell.

"I didn't expect that one day, I would come here to see you, but I think it's good to see you like this."

Yan Wushuang put out the contents of the food box one after another, and it turned out to be an extraordinarily rich meal. The good thing in her words is that she thinks that the second prince is in a very good mental state at the moment, and in the past, such a second prince has never been seen before.

The second prince got up from the bed and sat opposite Yan Wushuang, his face was still soft just now: "It's good if you like it."

Yan Wushuang had a sense of crisis and avoided this sentence, did not answer, and waited until she took out all the things in the food box, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I made some casually, whether you like it or not, just give me some face."

With a chuckle, the second prince picked up the chopsticks and began to use them, not caring if there was anything else in them.

"Hey, aren't you afraid that I'm poisonous here?" He doesn't care, and Yan Wushuang can't care less.

The second prince laughed while eating: "If you want to let it go, I won't mind, being able to die under your hands is also a kind of happiness for me."

Even if Yan Wushuang is very sad these days, he has no way to answer this sentence, so he pouted helplessly: "I'm not so shameless yet."

"I know."

Next, it is a quiet meal, the second prince is a very educated person, if it weren't for the person in front of him is Yanwushuang, I'm afraid he won't talk while eating, no matter what happened before, some of his habits will always not be lost.

When he put down the chopsticks again, there were only empty plates left on the table, and the second prince had eaten all of them cleanly, and there was nothing left.

"You know, I'm doing it according to the amount of three people, don't you hold it?" Yan Wushuang controlled the corners of his mouth that kept twitching, trying not to act too ugly.

The second prince shrugged, didn't know where to take out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, his face full of indifference.

"I guess I'm so hungry, I can't help it when I eat such a delicious thing, and thank you for not eating such a fragrant meal for a long time."