Tears cannot wash away sorrow. However, at this moment, there is nothing more than outright crying, which makes Zhou Youchen feel more happy.

He needed a chance to vent and breathe, and no one could give him that chance but her.

Meng Xilan hugged Zhou Youchen, who was silent, and just wanted to hug him tighter, tighter,

Zhou Youchen gently hooked the corners of his mouth, although he was in tears, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"It's pathetic...... Today, I realize that I really am a mongrel! ”

With such a father, even if he is scolded as a mongrel, there is nothing wronged.

Meng Xilan was slightly stunned when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "Don't say such things!" ”

"I hate it...... I hate it! Zhou Youchen's whole body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said this.

He hated him so much, even, at this moment, he hated himself. Why? If he were his son......

Meng Xilan was distressed and cried, but she didn't dare to cry.

When he was crying silently, he heard an almost wailing shout not far away: "Your Majesty...... The emperor is dead! ”

Meng Xilan and Zhou Youchen didn't move, they just hugged each other's bodies stiffly, and they couldn't hear anything else in their ears except for the rumbling heartbeat.

Gradually, Meng Xilan heard someone crying in the distance, and the cry was hoarse, as if she wanted to puncture someone's eardrum.

Meng Xilan's heart chuckled, then let go of Zhou Youchen, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and said, "Now is the real beginning!" ”

Zhou Youchen's eyes were a little hollow, and after hearing her say this, his pupils darkened.

"Chen'er, go and take back everything that belongs to you in the first place."

She admonished gently, her eyes shining deeply.

Tonight is destined to be an unquiet night, with rough waves and rolling waves.

The emperor died, and the palace was almost in chaos, but fortunately, Meng Xilan was able to stabilize people's hearts.

This news is naturally to be sent back to the capital as soon as possible. Murong Qiao and Zhou Youlin also have their own things to do, when Zhou Shixian died, he did not leave an edict to ordain the crown prince, and the crown prince's position was vacant, which means that there is no heir to the throne.

As a result, there will be chaos inside and outside the capital.

Murong Qiao asked Zhou Youlin to return to Beijing overnight, and united with his relatives' mother's family to build momentum in the court, striving to let Zhou Youlin mourn and wear filial piety for his father in the name of the crown prince.

In this way, all the ministers in the court, civil and military officials will silently believe that he is the most logical successor to the throne.

After Zhou Youlin returned to Beijing, Zhou Youchen stayed to deal with the funeral for his father, and after three days of worship, the emperor's body should be put into the coffin in time, which is also a major event.

Inside the mourning hall, the eyes were full of whiteness, and it looked particularly dazzling.

Zhou Youchen was dressed in white filial piety, kneeling in front of everyone, looking at his father's body, kowtowing and closing his eyes.

The monks who chanted sutras sat cross-legged on both sides of the hall, beating the wooden fish and muttering softly.

Those verses were like incantations, soothing his agitated heart a little.

His eyes were red, but there were no tears.

His forehead was red, and it hurt to look at it, and it hurt even more to the touch.

Meng Xilan and Zai Murong Qiao knelt behind him one after the other, with different thoughts.

Murong Qiao cried so sadly that he could barely cry.

She didn't just shed tears for Zhou Shixian, but more for herself. After more than 20 years of ups and downs, she finally found a position for herself, a position where she no longer has to look up to others.

Meng Xilan listened to Concubine Ning's cry, and suddenly felt very annoyed, even disgusted.

At this point, Murong Qiao is already a person with no use value.

Thinking of this, Meng Xilan slowly got up and glanced at Chang Hai, who was guarding outside the hall.

The expression on Chang Hai's face was dumbfounded, and when he saw her eyes, he came to his senses a little.

He walked over with an expressionless face and said in a low voice, "What do you have to say?" ”

Meng Xilan lightly ordered: "There is a place in the palace that I want to go, my father-in-law will accompany the palace." ”

When Chang Hai heard this, his reaction was a little slower by half a beat, and he nodded his head.

If the emperor is still there, no one in this palace will dare to call him like this. However, now that the emperor is gone, he is a dog without an owner, and anyone can call him.

Chang Hai couldn't help but worry about his future, the emperor left suddenly, he estimated that he could only go to the prince's side, and wait until he inherited the throne......

Just thinking about it, the master and servant had already walked to Zhou Shixian's bedroom.

"Niangniang, why are you here......" Chang Hai looked puzzled.

Meng Xilan was deliberately silent, and only looked at all the large and small objects in the room.

Chang Hai thought she was looking for something, and hurriedly said: "Niangniang, what do you want, just say a word, and the slave will help you ......"

Meng Xilan turned to look at him when she heard this, and said lightly: "Father-in-law, please take a closer look, is there anything strange or new in this house?" My father-in-law has always served by the emperor's side, so you will be very clear about what is in this house. ”

Chang Hai was stunned by her question, thought about it and thought: "Yes, the slave will take a look." But what should a minion look for? ”

Meng Xilan shook her head deliberately: "I don't know, I just want to ask my father-in-law to take a look." ”

Chang Hai walked around the house, but still didn't find anything.

"Niangniang, the furnishings in this house are all brought back from the palace, there is nothing wrong."

Meng Xilan couldn't help but say in an accentuated tone when she heard this: "Does my father-in-law really think so?" ”

"Huh?" Chang Hai looked up puzzled: "Niangniang, what do you mean ......?"

"The emperor is so seriously ill...... Doesn't my father-in-law think it's strange? ”

A look of shock flashed on Chang Hai's face, and he couldn't help but look around and said, "Niangniang, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing." ”

Meng Xilan deliberately exhaled lightly, making a look of being frightened by herself, and only said: "It's because this palace is too reckless to suddenly mention this...... It's just that the palace thinks that the emperor's body has always been very healthy, and it shouldn't be like this......"

She deliberately wanted to speak and stopped, Chang Hai listened, thought for a while and said: "Since Niangniang said so, the slave also feels that something is not right, so why don't you let the Internal Affairs Office investigate?" Or ask the prince. ”

"No!" Meng Xilan said to stop: "Now that people's hearts are in turmoil, it's better not to make extraneous branches." It's better to do this, my father-in-law asked the doctors to check it first. ”

"Niangniang means ......"

"Let's start with the emperor's daily necessities and check to see if there is any problem."

Hearing this, Chang Hai hurriedly nodded yes.

Meng Xilan turned around and walked towards the door, and after crossing the threshold, she suddenly said again: "Also, the purse that Concubine Ning gave me before, father-in-law don't forget it." ”

Chang Hai was shocked when he heard this.

It seems that Concubine Lan has to make a big deal out of it.

Meng Xilan returned to the mourning hall, Murong Qiao noticed it, looked at her and said lightly, "Where have you been?" ”

Meng Xilan replied calmly: "I'll go and tell the minions to do something." ”

Murong Qiao didn't doubt her, just covered her lower abdomen and said, "This palace is really uncomfortable, you look at it for this palace......"

Her body was so weak that she barely lasted less than half a day and couldn't hold it anymore.

"Please go and rest. There are things here with Xi Lan, and there are nine masters......"

Murong Qiao followed her words, looked at Zhou Youchen's straight back, and frowned slightly: "I really didn't expect him to be so attentive." ”

Meng Xilan lowered her head: "The relationship between father and son is deep, how can you be indifferent." ”

Murong Qiao smiled when he heard this, and said with a slight mockery: "If he knew how her mother died, he wouldn't have done it." ”

Meng Xilan took a deep breath and said, "Niangniang, you don't want to tell the truth to the ninth master, do you?" ”

Murong Qiao smiled slightly: "Why did this palace do that, it would not be beneficial to this palace at all." She paused deliberately and added, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to keep it a secret. ”

She was referring to Meng Xilan not telling the truth to Zhou Youchen.

Actually, Zhou Youchen knows everything, but he is just pretending.

Meng Xilan said quietly: "I don't want to make the ninth master sad, and besides, what I promised my mother, I will definitely do it." ”

Murong Qiao's eyes flashed, and he said in a low tone: "You really didn't disappoint this palace, when we return to the capital, whatever conditions you want, this palace will promise you." ”

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "Niangniang is polite." ”

Murong Qiao heard her say this, and smiled meaningfully: "This palace really likes you more and more." ”

After Murong Qiao left, Meng Xilan's eyebrows twisted slightly.

She knew that she had let her guard down, however, that didn't mean she wouldn't attack Zhou Youchen!

After all, Concubine Xiao's death, she could not escape it.

Meng Xilan walked behind Zhou Youchen and gently stroked his shoulder: "Can you still hold it?" Would you like to take a break? ”

Zhou Youchen looked ahead silently and did not speak.

Meng Xilan's fingers strained slightly, and she continued: "Hold on a little longer, and soon this will all be over." ”

Zhou Youchen still didn't speak, he just reached out and held her hand and clenched it hard.

The two men knelt together relatively speechlessly.

In the middle of the night, Meng Xilan couldn't help but bow her head and doze off.

She hadn't slept well in days.

When Zhou Youchen got up to move her muscles, he saw her sitting on the side, leaning against the wall and falling asleep.

He walked over and crouched down to look at her, his eyes narrowly condensing.

He thought she was already asleep, but he heard her say slowly: "Chen'er, your eyes are red, go sleep for a while." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Youchen's pale and haggard face slowly showed a smile.

Meng Xilan saw that he didn't respond, and was about to persuade again, when she suddenly felt a weight on her legs.

When she opened her eyes, Zhou Youchen was lying on her lap, he curled up sideways on the ground, and just said quietly: "Just let me rest for a while." ”

Meng Xilan said with some concern: "The palace maids and eunuchs outside will see it." ”

Zhou Youchen shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you see it, you are now my mother-in-law." ”

Meng Xilan was slightly stunned when she heard this, and after hesitating for a moment, she said helplessly: "Then for a while, only for a while." ”

She looked up and saw that everyone was silent, kneeling quietly, not daring to look around.

Zhou Youchen nodded "um", then held her hand, and took a deep breath.