However, what made Concubine Yun's heart tighten the most was the custom of burial in the harem.

Starting from the first dynasties of the Northern Yan Kingdom, if the king passed away, the most favored concubines beside him would all be buried one by one.

Could it be that you are going to die like this? Yunsheng's head was running fast, quickly enjoying the memories from the body's original host.

Her lips trembled slightly, but her body subconsciously and instinctively hooked the corners of her lips.

Suddenly thinking of something, she pulled the long sleeves of the palace maid Shui'er beside her, but she was thinking in her heart, anyway, she was forced to go to the funeral, and it was useless to keep the palace maids beside her.

Thinking of this, Yunshang pursed her thin lips and said, "Shui'er, have you heard the wind in the palace?" Let us go to the funeral, if there is no your name, it is better for you to leave first. ”

Yunshang said as she spoke, sucking the tip of her nose, in her heart, she had finally crossed over to this ancient time, but who would have thought that it was simply that people were not as good as heaven. I didn't expect that I would be forced to go to Huangquan to be reincarnated again so soon?

She was sucking the tip of her nose, her face was slightly stunned, she gently pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "Of course not." ”

As she was talking, her voice suddenly paused for a moment, and she repeated a sentence in her mouth, blinking her eyes and saying, "Niangniang, not only the slave maid is not." And the list of concubines who accompanied the funeral in the palace has also been released. ”

"Out?" Concubine Yun's heart tightened again, and she was slightly hooking the corners of her mouth, but she suddenly saw Shui Er on the side with a face full of desire to speak, and she gently pulled the corners of her mouth, and said with a sigh: "Exactly, there are Concubine Cai, Mi Ji and Concubine Shu in the list of saints' funerals this time...... There are thirty-six of them, including the maids. ”

Listening to Shui Er reading the list like announcing the name of the dish, a trace of confusion flashed in Concubine Yun's mind, but there was a loud noise and roar in her ears.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he said with an unknowable expression, full of sadness or happiness: "How is it possible?" There would be no Hongu? ”

Just as Concubine Yun was talking in her mouth, Shui Er suddenly raised her face and hooked the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Probably because you are drunk and drunk, Niangniang, the saint already knows, and he is still angry to death." ”

What the? Concubine Yun's expression was even more stunned, she didn't expect that so soon, a generation of monarchs An Xunyu actually died because of herself, but in this way, she, the invisible culprit, was still at large.

Shui Er saw Concubine Yun blinking her eyes lightly, with a look of disbelief, so she nodded again, and said with a sure and earnest face: "Niangniang, the saint specially explained before his death that he wanted to abolish the privilege of being buried after death, and there was also a record in the palace in black and white to find the historian." ”

"What?" Concubine Yun curled the corners of her mouth even more, but her heart fell to the ground like a boulder, but she didn't expect that because of herself, the saint next to her would be angry to death, but she didn't have to be dragged to the funeral because of this.

Could it be that he was a blessing in disguise? Although Concubine Yun was silent on the surface, there was a great pity in her eyes, as if she was mourning silently for this king who did not have too many merits during his lifetime, but was also peaceful.

In fact, the peace of the country and the peace and contentment of the people are not the most proud achievement of a king.

Concubine Yun was thinking about it in her heart, but a hint of joy flashed invisibly in her mind.

Finally she was able to pick up a life, she was a little happy in her heart, and before she had time to say more, she was in a hurry to let the maid next to her dress herself and go to the Qiangong to see An Xunyu for the last time.

She cleared her throat, coughed, and was about to open her mouth to speak, when Shui Er suddenly reminded on the side: "Niangniang, we can't go to the Qiangong yet." ”

"Can't go? Why," Concubine Yun suddenly couldn't help suppressing her anger in her heart, she never thought that it was true that a husband and wife were all fake?

Since Emperor An Xunyu did not agree to let him be buried with him before his death, he was unwilling to let her see him for the last time when he died, even if it was a few words?

Concubine Yun was sucking the tip of her nose lightly, Shui Er suddenly sighed softly, shook her head and said, "Niangniang, although there is a decree in the saint, you are not allowed to be buried with you." said that the funeral is the supreme glory, and you have committed the sin of seven outs. ”

Shui Er said with a drooping face: "However, according to the practice of the Northern Yan Kingdom, if you can't accompany the concubines, you have to go to Huguo Temple to be the emperor and the imperial concubine who accompany the burial, and eat fasting and chant Buddha for their deceased souls for three years." Only when the three-year period has expired can you regain your freedom. ”

Yun Sheng finally couldn't hold back tears in her eyes, but she flattened her mouth again, and said in her heart: What a ruthless emperor, he didn't have time to wait for his death before he was born, and he didn't let himself see him for the last time after he died.

"Hmph, aren't you not allowed to see me?" Yun Sheng suddenly raised her head with a face that was not afraid, hooked the corners of her lips slightly, and said: "This imperial concubine still doesn't believe it, but I am the imperial concubine, who can stop me?" ”

As Yun Sheng was talking, she suddenly walked out with a shy step, and when she arrived at the door, the guard at the door of the room held a spear and shield in her hand, and stopped her.

"Presumptuous? How dare you," his face was full of snoring because of anger, and his facial features were twisted into a ball because of his emotion, and he kept shaking up and down.

The guards who were originally guarding the gate of Yun Palace were all cronies of Concubine Yun, but because the saint died, they were all replaced by executors in the palace.

"Please forgive me," said the executor, "but there are rules in the palace, please don't embarrass us." ”

Concubine Yun opened her mouth slightly, originally seemed to have a lot to say, but now before being forcibly pulled away by those executors, her eyes wandered, she stared at Shui'er behind her, and said lightly: "Shui'er, if I leave, please hand over my things to the crown prince." ”

"Mother, what do you have?" Shui Er was slightly surprised, but she didn't expect that Concubine Yun suddenly shook her long sleeves, took out a cold hosta from her pocket and handed it to Shui Er's hand.

"You just said this, I got it in the palace by accident not long ago, so I'll leave it to you here" As soon as Concubine Yun finished speaking, Shui clenched the hosta in her hand tightly and nodded vigorously.

Not long after, Concubine Yun was oppressed by her guards and went out to Huguo Temple, while Shui Er took the hosta to the Prince's Mansion.

In other words, Su Yueshi was busy taking care of him because the crown prince was drunk in Yun Palace last night, and she was not carried back until the middle of the night, and she was busy taking care of him, her forehead was covered with sweat, and even the entire clothes on her body were soaked.