Chapter 577: Tell the Emperor that the concubine is an assassin 112
She said word by word, but her breath became weaker and weaker, Huang Fuxun finally couldn't help but turn her head, the emperor who had always been arrogant, burst into tears at the moment, hugged her into his arms, and cried like a helpless child......
She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his cheek, and said with a smile: "Huangfu Xun, you have to remember, I love you, whether we are human or ghost, immortal or demon, I will always love you, not just in this world......"
After she finished speaking, she raised her head and kissed him on the lips hard, almost using all her strength, no longer speaking, only kissing him more and more fiercely, as if she wanted to be so desolate with him......
A kiss, two tears, goodbye from now on......
It wasn't until he felt her body fall in his arms that he came back to his senses from the kiss, and the person in his arms was already out of breath.
He roared, hugged her, and yelled loudly outside the hall, and soon, the imperial doctors who were originally guarding the door of the hall rushed in.
Looking at the imperial concubine who had lost her breath in the emperor's arms, everyone panicked and stepped forward to check the pulse, but in the end they could only shake their heads regretfully.
"Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has gone...... No matter how good the medical skills are, the ministers can't go back to heaven......"
Huangfu Xun refused to accept his fate, and stared straight at Xuan Xiu with his eyes.
Xuan Xiu didn't even need to come forward to check the pulse, he just glanced at it and said: "The will of heaven is hard to disobey, please mourn the saint!" ”
Xuan Xiu's words seemed to be a foregone conclusion, and the last glimmer of hope for Huang Fu Xun was also wiped out......
Waved everyone away, he hugged her in his arms, which was already cold, and sat alone for three days and three nights, not allowing anyone to disturb him.
In the past three days, there was a thick air of death in the entire palace, which stained everyone's mood with a haze.
Even the concubines who were jealous of Lin Ran in the past couldn't help but sigh after seeing the emperor's sorrow: "It's a pity that the imperial concubine is such a beautiful woman, and she is so thin-lived, and she is really jealous......
The birth of the little prince was originally a great joy for the entire Dasheng Dynasty, but because of the death of the imperial concubine, there was no joy at all.
The newborn little prince also seemed to feel this sadness, and often cried in the past three days, and couldn't coax it even after changing countless nurses, but the emperor locked himself and the body of the imperial concubine together, not letting anyone disturb him.
The nurses were anxious every day to coax the little prince, and sighed: "The little prince is really pitiful, he has no mother since he was born, and his father still ignores him, hey...... Iniquity......"
Three days later, the door of the Jinhua Hall was finally opened, and the emperor came out of the palace.
It was only three days, but he was already haggard, and the ministers and concubines all knelt outside the hall, and they were all relieved to see that he had finally come out.
Huangfu Xun ordered Lin Ran to be posthumously named Queen Xun, buried in the imperial mausoleum with the queen's gift, and ordered someone to create a crystal coffin for her.
In this regard, the ministers and concubines all disagreed, but looking at the emperor's haggard appearance, they could only give up in the end.
Even the queen could only clench her fists and grit her teeth to hold back.
When Lin Ran was alive, her entire queen of the main palace was just an ornament, and now that she is dead, she is the bright moonlight and cinnabar mole in the emperor's heart, she is only afraid that if she speaks against it, the emperor in despair will directly depose her as queen for Lin Ran.
The living can never compete with the dead, not to mention that from beginning to end, there is no her in the eyes of the emperor.
So this breath, the queen can only endure it, even if she loses face......