Yongqi's epiphysis was already in the final stage, although the hospital poured out his pocket, it only saved him a few months of residual breath, and in March of the 31st year of Qianlong, he fell into a dying blur.

Jinxiu waited by the bed, undressed, knowing that Yongqi's time was running out, and he secretly washed his face with tears, and everyone was much older.

At noon on the eighth day of the third lunar month, Yongqi died of illness in the palace at the age of 26.

White flags were hung inside and outside the palace, and the mournful cries came one after another, and the emperor brought Concubine Yu to the mansion to mourn, and the funeral was all handled by the Xilin Jueluo clan of Changfu Jin.

Concubine Yu cried so much that she fainted for a while, but Yongqi has passed away, and her hopes have come to naught.

The three-year-old Mianyi is Yongqi's only son, and the title behind Yongqi will naturally be inherited by him, so he can no longer be raised in the palace by Concubine Yu, and it will be returned to Jinxiu.

After sunset, the emperor took Concubine Yu back to the palace, and the pain of losing her son was like a cone.

The jackdaw croaked, Jinxiu held Mianyi in front of Yongqi Ling, the white candle pierced the eyes like thorns, and there was only this cold place as far as the eye could see.

Xilin Jueluo walked in a deep step, sent all the people in front of the spirit down, looked at the splendid mother and son, and said: "The prince treated you the most dear during his lifetime, and now, the prince has passed away suddenly, and you should go to Huangquan Road to wait." ”

Jinxiu hugged Mianyi tightly and said, "The prince's bones are not cold, is Fujin going to persecute our mother and son like this?" ”

"Did I force you? Or did you force me? Xilin Jue Luo Shisen smiled coldly and said, "Before the prince was alive, what kind of affection did you have with him, what?" Now that the prince is gone, you are greedy for the world? I think the prince is wrong about you, you are just a petty person who is greedy for vanity and vain and tries to get benefits from the prince. "110 eBooks

Jinxiu said angrily: "Fujin, don't slander me, the prince has just left, Mianyi is still young, how can I follow the prince?" ”

Xilin Jueluo slowly squatted down, stroked Mianyi's little face with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "It is precisely because Mianyi is young and ignorant of the world, so after you are martyred for the prince, Mianyi will only remember me as a mother, and he will forget you!" ”

Jinxiu protected Mianyi in his arms, cried and shook his head, and said: "No, I will not be buried, I will guard Mianyi and the palace." ”

Xilin Jue Luo sneered: "It's not your turn to call the shots." ”

Jinxiu's eyes suddenly became a little sharper, and he said, "This ...... It's all your trick?! The prince's leg disease has always been seen by you by the imperial doctor in the palace, and it was you who did the manipulation of the prince's leg injury, right? As soon as the prince leaves, you will be able to take away Mianyi and monopolize your glory and wealth. ”

The candle flame in front of the spirit flickered, reflecting on Xilin Jue Luo's face, falling mottled color, and it was as mad as a ghost.

"Someone!" Xilin Jueluo proudly gave the order, and the family in the mansion pulled a white silk in, and walked towards the splendid scenery step by step like a god of death.

Jinxiu suddenly pushed him away and wanted to go out of the door, but was strangled by the family.

The ears seemed to be filled with laughter from hell, and Jinxiu's body weakened little by little, and finally it was like a white candle blown out by the wind, leaving only a white smoke, lingering like a spirit.

Xilin Jueluo left the mourning hall with Mianyi in his arms, and secretly instructed his family, saying: "Tomorrow morning, I will enter the palace to report the news, and I will be blessed with a deep affection for the prince, heartbroken, and hang myself in front of the spirit." ”