In the palace, Empress Jiang Xiaowan was holding a small bowl and drinking medicine to the emperor.

Suddenly, a eunuch stumbled in, and as soon as he ran to the door, he began to cry wolf-like yelling: "Niangniang, it's not good, His Royal Highness the Prince...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, something happened to him! ”

Jiang Xiaowan was stunned, and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

She swished around, stepped on it quickly, and then slapped the little eunuch in the face, and scolded: "I don't know what is dead or alive, it's good, I dare to curse His Royal Highness the Prince, do you think your head is too heavy on your neck?" ”

The eunuch hurriedly covered his beaten face and cried: "Niangniang, the slave didn't curse His Highness, is it ...... It's the King of Changle! He had returned from outside with the coffin containing the prince, and was now at the north gate. ”

"What?!" Jiang Xiaowan's body shook and almost fell to the ground.

The eunuch hurriedly stepped forward and helped Jiang Xiaowan.

Jiang Xiaowan held back the rolling tears and strode outside.

"Queen—"

Behind him came the emperor's weak, worried voice.

Jiang Xiaowan glanced back at the emperor, "Your Majesty, the concubines go out and have a look." ”

"I'll go with you."

Although the emperor's voice was weak, his tone was very firm.

Jiang Xiaowan hesitated for a moment and persuaded: "Your Majesty, you better stay here and rest, you are not feeling well, the concubine should go and take a look, maybe it is not Ying'er at all." ”

The emperor stubbornly shook his head: "I want to go!" ”

Most of the time, the emperor behaved very obediently, and it was rare for him to insist on it now.

Jiang Xiaowan was not good at openly rebelling, so she had to ask people to prepare the emperor, and the two of them sat on the emperor and came to the north gate.

When they arrived at the north gate, the emperor and queen came down from the emperor's coffin, and Jiang Xiaowan couldn't wait to rush to the coffin.

She pushed the coffin hard, trying to push it open to see if the person inside was her son.

However, the lid of the coffin was so tightly closed that she couldn't push it open.

She immediately turned her head to look at Zi Yichen: "Open the lid!" ”

Zi Yichen walked over slowly, stood in front of Jiang Xiaowan, and said in a low voice, "Auntie, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

"Open!"

Zi Yichen didn't fake his hands to others, but took two steps forward, put his hands on the coffin, and then pushed the lid of the coffin forward violently along the texture.

The moment the lid of the coffin was opened, a strong rancid smell came to her face, which made Jiang Xiaowan almost nauseous.

But she still resisted the invasion of the stench and threw herself into the coffin: "Ying'er! ”

The emperor also walked over with the support of the eunuchs, but he was weak, and after taking a few steps, he almost fainted from the stench.

Seeing that he was crumbling, the eunuch was afraid that something would happen to him, so he hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty, let the servants help you identify it." ”

The Emperor nodded.

The eunuch walked over and looked into the coffin.

Although the exposed skin of the corpse still looked intact, the strong smell of rancid smell came from time to time.

It seems that King Changle has put his heart into preserving this corpse, otherwise it would be impossible to walk such a long way in such a big summer, and it would not have rotted into bones.

The eunuch glanced at the face of the man inside, although his face was already bruised, he could still recognize that the person was the prince.

The eunuch also became sad in his heart, and returned to the emperor with a gloomy face, and when he saw the emperor's eager eyes, he nodded very reluctantly: "Your Majesty, is it...... It's Your Highness......"