"The Four Princes are gone!"

"The Four Princes are gone!"

"The Four Princes are gone!"

The palace maids and eunuchs in the Zichen Hall were in a panic, some ran out to inform, and some were stunned and at a loss, and the fourth prince was carried back covered in blood in the middle of the night last night. The imperial doctors were busy for a long time and couldn't save it!

A terrible cry came from the Zichen Palace, accompanied by the lamentations and weepings of the imperial doctors.

"Ran'er, my Ran'er, you just don't listen, let you stay in the palace well, you don't listen! I have to go out! You're gone, how can you let your mother live! You bastard son! ”

Concubine Yi was lying on the side of the bed, grabbing Situ Ran's hand and crying.

Situ Ran's face was pale, with a dead gray glow, his eyes were closed, his lips were also pale, and he lay motionless, letting Concubine Yi cry and shake and slap without any reaction.

The wounds on the bare upper body were treated and bandaged. The torn and bloodied shirt was thrown to the ground.

A fatal wound in the chest, an arrow through the heart! When I returned to the palace, I was out of breath.

The queen and the other concubines rushed over to inquire, seeing that Concubine Yi was sad, and then looking at Situ Ran's corpse, they all shed tears with them!

The queen squatted next to Concubine Yi with red eyes, and sadly persuaded "Sister Fei'er, you clean up for Ran'er!" ”

Concubine Yi's eyes turned red, looking at Situ Ran lying on the bed without moving, she felt that it was not true, it was definitely not true, her own Ran had the help of nobles, she would be rich and powerful, and she would live a hundred years old, how could she die at such a young age? No, it won't! Did something go wrong? What about Yu'er? What about the White Doctor? Aren't they all there? Why didn't they come out to save Ran'er?

"Sister Fei'er, people can't be resurrected after death, let Ran'er be buried in peace! I have already sent someone to inform Su Jian'an, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and he will arrange Ran'er's funeral. ”

Concubine Yi Guifei turned her head and stared at a pair of red eyes, looked at the queen and was stunned for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Queen Mother, I want to take Ran'er home, he doesn't like this palace, he doesn't like it at all, if I don't have to ask him back, he won't have an accident, I will take him back to Rui Wangfu, he must want me to take him back!" ”

Concubine Yi stood up on the edge of the bed, thinking that it must be these children who lied to themselves again! They must be playing some trick again, but they must be faked to death, otherwise Yu'er can't be indifferent! You can't show your stuffing! Can't ruin their plans!

……

The gate of the courtyard of King Rui's mansion was hung with white silk, and a mourning hall was set up in the hall, and the white silk hung with silk strips.

When it was almost dark, everything was in order, Situ Ran changed into a new sky-blue brocade robe, and his hair was combed by Concubine Yi for him.

Behind the big inscription is a thick sandalwood coffin. Situ Ran entered the coffin and lay there quietly.

Concubine Yi Guifei was dressed in plain white clothes, her hair was tied in a bun behind her head, and she sat on the stool next to her and looked at his coffin intently, for fear that she would never see him again as soon as she closed her eyes, and kept hinting in her heart that she was fake, fake! She didn't dare to think about what if it was true? What will she do if Ran'er can't wake up again? What was she going to do?

In the mourning hall, the maids and maids all knelt on the ground wearing linen and filial piety, burning paper, and kowtowing to those who came to offer incense.

Paper tie was also brought, paper horses, white sails, paper boy servants, and wreaths were all placed in the mourning hall.