Emperor Yan and Empress Zhou convened the princes and nobles, and took a team of mages to the mausoleum of Empress Xu.

Gongzixi was in a heavy mood along the way. Gongzi Yu was also worried, afraid that Gongzi Xi would do something to anger Emperor Yan in a hurry.

Gongzixi sighed, lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside.

The carriage had set off under clear skies, but now suddenly there were dark clouds. It looks like it's going to rain again.

Childe Creek looked at the sky and was silent. Listening to Empress Xu's maid, when Empress Xu was funeral, it was also such weather.

Actually, he is the child of Queen Xu.

In order to take the child, Zhou Hou transferred the Gongzi Xi who had just been given birth to Xu Hou with a stillborn child, and said that Xu Hou gave birth to a stillborn child. A fireworks woman became pregnant due to Emperor Yan's drunkenness, and happened to give birth on the same day as Empress Xu.

As a result, Gongzixi was arranged by Zhou Hou to become the child of this fireworks woman.

The real child of the fireworks woman has become the child of a feigned pregnant concubine, that is, Gongziji.

All of this is in the arrangement after the week.

All this was also carried out in an orderly manner under the secret instruction of Emperor Yan.

Childe Xi let go of his hand with a little disappointment and watched the curtain slowly slide out of his hand.

Several horse-drawn carriages galloped, their hooves splashing the potholes in the muddy earth. The sound of horses' hooves trampled on Gongzixi's heart, shattering it.

It's all because of the sons, they can't protect their mothers before and after their deaths.

Gongzixi closed his eyes, and two lines of tears fell.

Empress Xu's mausoleum is not too far from Yan Palace. For some reason, Gongzixi felt as if he had traveled the world for a long time.

After the mages had set up their battles, they began to recite the verses of excess. The sheng flute orchestra also played a rather bleak music. The atmosphere created by this music is more eerie than sad.

"The widow looked for someone to divination, and found that the mausoleum of Empress Xu would affect my Dongyan national fortune, and it was a bad thing. So the widow," Emperor Yan glanced around and continued. "I came here today, not only to pray for my Dongyan, but also to order someone to demolish this hoodoo."

Zhou Hou squinted, raised his eyebrows, and smiled contemptuously, looking at Gongzixi.

Although Gongzixi did not show any dissatisfaction on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched.

He now listened to the sound of these mages chanting, the sound of the sheng flute playing and the sound of crows chirping near the cemetery, and he felt that they were particularly harsh.

"Let's start quickly, Your Majesty, otherwise we will miss the hour, and don't have any bad impact on our Dongyan's national fortunes."

Zhou Hou in front of so many people, naturally she had to show off her virtue and thoughtfulness.

After Emperor Yan nodded solemnly, many people who demolished the mausoleum rushed up and began to beat and burn everything in the mausoleum with various tools.

"Father, Mother!"

Gongzixi suddenly stood up at this time.

Gongzi Yu was shocked, and hurriedly motioned for him to go back with his eyes. But Gongzixi continued as if he hadn't seen it: "Erchen begs his father and queen mother not to demolish the mausoleum of Empress Xu and let the deceased rest in peace!" ”

Emperor Yan glared at Gongzixi. "This mausoleum will affect Dongyan's national fortunes, do you want to watch Dongyan's qi run out?!"

"Dongyan is prosperous, I don't know if the diviner's words are a curse on Dongyan? Dongyan national fortune, why should it be decided by a mausoleum. Isn't my father afraid of being ridiculed by the world if he does this? ”

"Do you still want to change what the widow decides?" Emperor Yan's eyes widened angrily and glared at Gongzixi.

Gongzixi knelt down in front of Emperor Yan. "The son begs his father for mercy!"

"Zixi, you're really confused. You were just born when Empress Xu died, why did you help Empress Xu so much, and you still wanted to disobey your father for her? ”

Zhou Hou's tone is both kind and proud.

The conversation had only just begun, but she knew she had succeeded.

Presumably, Empress Xu is the only weakness of Gongzixi now.

"Father, mother's bones are not cold......"

After the week, I couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. "Zixi, don't forget, this palace is your queen mother now!"

Gongzixi ignored Zhou Hou's words at all, and continued: "Father, can you really bear to watch your hair-tied wife become a lonely ghost!" ”

Childe Creek said as he kowtowed. The brick floor of the cemetery was hard and cold, and soon Gongzixi's forehead was dripping with blood.

"The widow has made up his mind, and I can't help you!"

Gongzixi closed his eyes and only kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Ziyu, look at your second brother, why don't you persuade him?" A few weeks later, he began to fan the flames again.

If Gongzi Yu supported Gongzixi, he would inevitably be angered by Emperor Yan. If Gongzi Yu supported Emperor Yan......

Empress Xu is a knot in Gongzixi's heart.

Gongzi Yu's move will also turn their brothers against each other.

Gongzi Yu faced the deliberate difficult problem of Zhou Hou, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think of a way to do both.

"Zixi, hurry up!"

Gongzi Yu said such a sentence lightly, which seemed to be a perfunctory week.

After Zhou Hou saw that Gongzi Yu finished saying this, Emperor Yan did not speak, and Gongzixi did not make any moves, so he continued to involve Gongzi Yu.

"Ziyu, why is your second brother like this?"

How does Gongzi Yu know! He looked at Gongzixi and shook his head.

After a week, he still didn't speak. She was waiting for Gongzi Yu to say what she was satisfied with.

"Brother Erwang, get up quickly!" Gongzi Yu said, and used his hand to help Gongzi Xi. Gongzixi immediately grabbed Gongziyu's arm. "Ziyu, Ziyu, hurry up, help me beg my father, you help me beg my father......"

Gongzixi cried so much that Gongziyu was a little soft-hearted. However, a sentence that had been hidden in Gongziyu's heart was still spoken.

She ...... It's my mother-killing enemy. ”

Gongzixi opened his mouth slightly, looked at Gongziyu, and was stunned. After a moment, he nodded a little desperately.

"Father, son, please ......"

"Ziyu, drag Gongzixi down!" Emperor Yan coldly spat out a sentence.

Gongzi Yu hesitated, hesitated.

Emperor Yan faced Gongzixi, who was crying heartbreakingly, without the slightest compassion.

"Fang Xian! Drag the Second Highness out of this son! ”

Gongziyu's angry shouting made Gongzixi completely desperate. He couldn't help but think of his ridiculous thoughts yesterday.

Yes, it's good that Gongzi Yu doesn't help him to abuse, and he even asks him to help intercede?

That's ridiculous, isn't it?

"Ziyu, don't stop me."

"Brother Erwang, don't force me!"

At this time, the hearts of the two people were filled with the pain of losing their mother, and they almost lost their minds.

There is nothing more painful in the world than when a good thing fades away, and you can't do anything but watch it come to naught.

"Ziyu." Childe Creek just screamed softly. His tone was exactly the same as that of the humble gentleman of the past, as if nothing had ever happened today.

But he didn't want to move Gongzi Yu by doing this.

He really didn't know what to say now in the face of this best brother in the usual days.

"Gongzixi, don't force me!" Gongzi Yu shouted angrily again, and the sword was drawn from its sheath and pointed at Gongzi Creek.

The moment Gongziyu drew his sword, Gongzixi's heart was about to break.

"Ziyu, what's in it for you?"

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of Childe's mouth.

Gongzi Yu's eyes widened and he stared straight at Gongzi Creek.

Their brotherhood will soon be slowly exhausted in the calculations of the week later.