Qi Rong's funeral is still here, and he still has to say goodbye to him after all.

Today, all the officials above the fourth grade in the imperial city have come, all according to the specifications of the former crown princess to Qi Rong's funeral, from the palace funeral, to the imperial city around a left and right calculation of a long time to build a feng shui treasure buried in the place, the master of the national temple to calculate the auspicious time for the burial, before the coffin in the palace Ling'er was helped to the temple by Xiao Taoxin, Qi Rong has no heirs, and His Majesty the Emperor did not assign him a successor, because the heir involves the problem of Ling'er, the successor status is not easy to calculate, and Qi Hai can't, In the end, Qi Rong found a righteous son in the clan who was not very good to pick up flags and kneel spirits.

Yizi carried the banner and walked at the forefront of the funeral road, followed by the coffin, and the little eunuch scattered paper money on the road, and then followed by the family and the people in the clan and friends, and then all the officials above the fourth grade, Ling'er was not in the ranks of the family, nor was she in the ranks of the officials, in the final team of the funeral guard, there was a carriage to follow, Ling'er sat in it, no sadness and joy, no expression, and no speech, Ling'er was suddenly like this, Xiao Taoxin was suddenly very worried, and she didn't dare to speak on such a formal occasion, I kept looking at Ling'er, and I didn't dare to persuade it, first, I couldn't figure out what Ling'er's situation was, and second, I didn't know how to persuade it.

When they arrived at the burial place, the monks of the national temple did the French ceremony again, and Qi Rong's righteous son and Zuo Zuo and some young children in the clan knelt next to them and burned paper money. Wen Qingjue was in charge of the funeral, so he also came, he saw Ling'er standing next to her and went to stand next to her, Ling'er didn't have a single expression and didn't say anything along the way, Xiao Taoxin was very worried, and when she saw Wen Qingjue, she whispered to Wen Qingjue, and Wen Qingjue nodded to indicate that she knew.

When the French style is done, it is time to bury, and when it is auspicious to be buried, the coffin will be slowly lowered into the tomb with a big rope.

The sound of drums and music was in her ears, Ling'er's grief was finally uncontrollable, and she ran forward, wanting to look at Qi Rong again before the big rope put the coffin down, Wen Qingjue's eyes were fast, and she pulled Ling'er back, but Ling'er wanted to bury her Qi Rong like this, crying and shouting, getting rid of Wen Qingjue, Wen Qingjue saw that it was not good, and hugged her when Ling'er was about to get next to the coffin, hugged her back, hugged her fiercely, hugged back to the back of the crowd, and never let go, Ling'er was about to faint from crying, The mouth kept shouting: "Qi Rong, Qi Rong, Qi Rong." ”

"Your Highness, Your Highness, mourn, take care of yourself. Father, queen mother, and queen are still waiting for you in the palace. Wen Qingjue turned Ling'er's face and said heavily, but unexpectedly, Ling'er suddenly gave Wen Qingjue a slap, hard, heavy, Wen Qingjue's eyes widened, and he looked at Ling'er unconfidently,

"Let go of me, I'm going to see Qi Rong, Qi Rong." Ling'er continued to make trouble, Wen Qingjue had no choice, so he picked her up again, no matter how she beat herself, she just didn't let go, let her fight.

"Your Highness, if you make trouble like this, Qi Ju Ma will not feel at ease, so you can let him go and let him ascend to Bliss as soon as possible." Little Momokin also cried and persuaded beside her.

Ling'er is crying now and can't speak, these days' emotions have finally been released at this time, and it will be even farther to see Qi Rong in the future, it was difficult to see each other before, but finally to meet, a few days ago, the master was always afraid that she would be sad and avoided her and did not ask her to see Qi Rong, this time the burial was far away, and in a few days I will go to the west to learn art, and it will be even more difficult to say goodbye.

Ling'er's snot and tears were stupid and couldn't tell the difference, all of them rubbed on Wen Qingjue's body, Wen Qingjue endured, looked at his clothes, thinking about living until now, since he can remember, he has not been so dirty, it just makes him crazy, but the person in his arms is still making trouble, and he can't let go for a moment, he only hates that he can't use a knife, and he really wants to give Ling'er a knife to make her faint.

Seeing Ling'er making such a fuss, Qi Hai and his wife were also frightened, and they were helped to Ling'er and knelt down and begged her: "Your Highness, take care of your body, Rong'er is blessed, you can no longer accompany Your Highness, Your Highness doesn't pay attention to your body like this, Rong'er Quanquan will not be very at ease if she knows, Your Highness, just for Rong'er, you have to take care." ”

Ling'er cried in a hoarse voice, unable to speak, Qi Hai said this, she really didn't cry anymore, sobbing, wiped her tears and snot on Wen Qingjue's body again, and looked at Wen Qingjue with her eyes, meaning you let go of me, Wen Qingjue's face was red and purple for a while, and it was not easy to have a seizure, so let go of Ling'er and left without looking back.

"Quickly help Master Hou and Mrs. up." Ling'er was bored, and commanded Xiao Taoxin in a dumb voice.

Qi Hai and his wife, who were helped up by Xiao Taoxin, also wiped their tears, "Your Highness mourns." ”

"Father's Mother's Day. Ling'er made the two of you worried, I'll go and see Qi Rong's funeral, and there will be no more trouble. ”

"Yes" Qi Hai took his wife and Ling'er back to the venue, the coffin had been put down by the big rope, and it was filling in the soil, Ling'er began to stand next to her again as if she was still moving, she had just had a seizure, she was already tired and tired to make trouble again, watching Qi Rong be buried. Getting farther and farther away from yourself.

"Your Royal Highness, this is the peace lock that Rong'er's concubine brought to him when he was young, the concubine has been thinking about Rong'er recently, Rong'er's house has not moved there, His Highness can go to see it at any time, all of them should relieve the pain of missing, His Highness is a long-term person, Rong'er knows underground and hopes that His Highness will be well." Mrs. Hou took out a golden hundred-year-old lock and gave it to Ling'er, and Ling'er took it with shaking hands.

"Ling'er took this, how will my mother miss Qi Rong in the future."

"The concubines and others are all locked in Rong'er's previous room by the Hou Ye, and I can go to Rong'er's room every day to have a look." After the lady gave the lock to Ling'er, she took a handkerchief and wiped her tears and said.

"Thank you, Mother." Ling'er wanted to bend down to thank her, but was grabbed by Mrs. and hugged her in her arms, "My son, our mother's heart for Rong'er is the same, my son, you still have to take care of your body." ”

Mrs. hugged Ling'er and cried again, Qi Hai persuaded her for a long time, and pulled Mrs. to stop her from messing with Ling'er.

Wen Qingjue didn't know where to go, changed his clothes and came again, and when he saw Ling'er's current state, he stood by and looked at him. Ling'er saw Wen Qingjue coming back next to him, pulled him to the side of the carriage that avoided people, and slapped him in the face: "Who told you to hold me just now!" Who gave you the guts! ”

Wen Qingjue's eyes widened, and his face slowly turned into an angry face: "Dog bites Lu Dongbin!" ”

"Don't think you can touch me if you're a colt! Stay away from me next time! ”

"If it weren't for the fact that I could learn swordsmanship from Master Murong, the minister would not be this colt anymore even if he died, and when His Highness was in power, he must return my freedom, and His Highness will remember his words." Wen Qingjue gritted her teeth and turned around after saying these words, and Ling'er also turned her head and went back to the funeral, and everything continued.