The man stood at the head of the bed with the faint moonlight on his back, even though his body and face were facing away from Wei Xueying, she recognized him at first sight.

"It's you, isn't it?" Wei Xueying's voice trembled in confirmation, holding the quilt tightly with both hands, holding on to it, afraid that all this was a dream.

The man turned around and smiled softly at Wei Xueying, his smile was beautiful and dazzling, like a warm breeze in spring, blowing into the heart, warm and hot, warm and reassuring.

"It's really you." Wei Xueying said excitedly, and immediately got up from the bed: "Chu Ling, don't leave me, don't leave me again." She stepped in front of him and hugged him tightly, hugging him tighter and tighter, afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

Chu Ling smiled softly, stretched out her hand and stroked Wei Xueying's hair lovingly, and said dotingly: "I haven't left you, I've always been by your side, as long as you miss me, I'm here."

Wei Xueying couldn't help crying, and said aggrievedly: "You lied, you died, I saw your body, you died, you didn't want me anymore." The fact that he was dead was deeply ingrained in her heart, and now seeing him standing here, she couldn't help but wonder and fear.

"Well, don't cry, I didn't. I'm always there for you, you have to remember. Chu Ling said soothingly, his voice was very magnetic, and it was also very magical at this moment.

Wei Xueying hugged Chu Ling tightly and cried, she closed her eyes, greedily absorbing the good smell on his body, extremely affectionate.

Wei Xueying, who was originally crying, gradually calmed down under Chu Ling's comfort, but when she opened her eyes, she found that there was no one in front of her, and she actually hugged the air and cried.

"Chu Ling...."Wei Xueying shouted in panic, her face was extremely unusual: "Chu Ling....", she called again and again, but there was no one else in the room at all.

Is she dazzled?

No, she didn't know how to look at it, it was clearly Chu Ling, so she called Chu Ling's name loudly, and even went to open the door, ready to go out to look for it.

At this time, there was a "bang", and the person on the bed fell down.

Lichun walked into the house with toiletries, and saw Wei Xueying lying on the ground in embarrassment, and carrying a quilt on her body, it was obvious that Wei Xueying had fallen off the bed.

"Queen, hurry up." Lichun hurriedly put down the toiletries and ran to Wei Xueying's side to help Wei Xueying, with a question on his face: "What's the matter?" How can a good person fall? ”

Wei Xueying was dumbfounded and let Lichun help her up, and it wasn't until she sat on the bed that Wei Xueying came back to her senses, with a bitter smile on her face.

"Queen Mother, what's wrong with you? Don't you scare the slaves? Seeing Wei Xueying's dazed look, Lichun was very anxious and worried.

Wei Xueying shook her head and said lightly: "It's okay." It turned out that all this was a dream, how much she missed Chu Ling, so she dreamed that he was back.

Ay! If it's a dream, why isn't it a little better? A little longer?

When she woke up from the dream, she had to face the reality after all, face the cold house, and the days without Chu Ling, and shoulder the courage on her shoulders.

"Queen Mother, the King of Chu came early in the morning, waiting outside the door!" Lichun sighed, she knew that Wei Xueying was in a bad mood, so she didn't continue to ask more, but changed the topic.

If I want Wei Xueying's mood to improve, I'm afraid it will be a long time.

Because someone once said that if people want to forget one thing and forget their pain, then time is the best healing medicine.

Wei Xueying breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Got it, wash up!" ”

Lichun nodded, and then went to wash Wei Xueying with toiletries.

After dressing up, Wei Xueying walked out and saw Chu Feng at the door: "Came so early." She smiled softly and greeted Chu Feng.

"Imperial sister-in-law, today is the funeral of the imperial brother, imperial sister-in-law, you..." "In fact, as a queen, she should go, but I'm afraid that she will be sad if she goes.

Wei Xueying's expression was unnatural, but her tone was very firm: "Go, of course you have to go, his last percent must be sent." "She also has to take Chu Zhao to send it together.

When Chu Feng heard Wei Xueying's decision, he urged: "Imperial sister-in-law, it's not too early, then let's go!" He turned sideways slightly and motioned for Wei Xueying to go first.

Wei Xueying nodded and stepped away.

On this day, it was Chu Ling's funeral.

The weather was not good, it was gray, the dark clouds were white without a single gap, and the whole sky was dark blue, as if it was going to rain, but it had not yet fallen.

Wei Xueying's heart was also as gloomy as the weather outside the house, and the whole funeral was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

Because he is the lord of a country, Chu Ling's funeral was a sensation.

The civil and military officials and the people of the city all knelt on both sides of the road in the imperial city, watching Chu Ling's coffin go to the royal mausoleum, and the other part of the people sent it in person.

Wei Xueying hugged Chu Zhao to escort her personally, she was expressionless from beginning to end, but her whole body exuded a leisurely coldness, her face seemed to be covered with a black veil, her eyes were deep and dark, and she couldn't see the bottom like an endless abyss.

It wasn't until Chu Ling was buried and a series of funeral ceremonies were carried out that Wei Xueying's numb mind gradually came back to her senses.

Her heart throbbed incomparably, and she felt that her entire soul had been drained away with Chu Ling's burial, and she was now like a body made of wood.

Wei Xueying slowly knelt in front of Chu Ling's grave, her phoenix eyes shrank slightly, and she couldn't help crying, but she tried her best to endure it and didn't cry.

However, there were many shocking and piercing cries of concubines behind him, each louder than the other, and each more exaggerated than the other.

At this time, hearing this cry not only did not feel sad, but felt very irritable and disturbing, I believe Chu Ling would feel upset when he heard it.

So Wei Xueying got up, she turned to look at the many concubines kneeling in front of the grave, her eyes narrowed slightly: "Okay, you all go back!" That's what you want. The concubines were too troublesome to let them go back.

And she wanted to accompany Chu Ling quietly, she just wanted to talk to him again, she didn't need anyone by her side, as long as they were husband and wife.

As soon as he heard that he was going to be driven away, he was not happy to have concubines.

"Queen Mother, although the concubine did not receive the emperor's favor before her death, but the emperor just left, the concubine is too sad, the concubine wants to accompany the emperor more, and then send the emperor." Concubine An cried and cried, her eyes were full of pain, and she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, so that she was not sad.

As soon as Concubine An said, Concubine Ya also raised her head and said, "Queen Mother, the concubine also wants to accompany the emperor more." Her eyes were full of tears, and the pear blossoms were pitiful.

For the emperor, Concubine Ya has always been hopeful, always hoping to be favored one day, but that day did not come, and the emperor died.

Her dreams are shattered, and she doesn't know what to do with the future? Seeing that Concubine An was going to accompany the emperor here, she also had this thought, and she also wanted to cry a little longer.

As soon as Concubine An and Concubine Ya said, some concubines also echoed and wanted to stay here.