Chapter 115: The Emperor's Day Mourns

Although the man said that she would not be grateful, no matter how she said it, it was a favor, and she was embarrassed not to thank her, so she hurriedly chased after her, "Thank you, this ......"

She glanced at the man's clothes, a black robe with a white undershirt and a few white vertical stripes on the clothes, and when she looked closely, she realized that it was not a vertical strip, but a shape on the gossip map.

Looking at his hat again, sure enough, there was also a picture of a gossip array on his hat.

She clasped her hands into fists and bowed respectfully to the Taoist priest, "Thank you, Master Daoist." ”

The Taoist priest waved his hand, "Poor Dao is just passing by, and when I saw that the girl was destined for Poor Dao, I came over and helped out, it didn't hurt." Then he pointed to the carriage, "The girl may have something important, so don't worry about the poor road, but don't delay the matter." ”

Wan Jiang looked back in the direction of the Taoist priest's finger, and saw the groom standing in front of the car and beckoning, signaling that the car was no longer a problem, so he thanked and thanked him, and hurriedly dragged Xiao Yanguo into the car.

The day was busy, and she didn't have time to think about how the carriage could suddenly break down and suddenly get better, so she thought it was a strange thing, and after thinking about it roughly, she arrived at the palace.

Dacheng mourned the whole country for three days, and issued a decree that he would not be happy for a month.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the burial, and Wanjiang followed his father to the prince's mausoleum, and only after three kowtows did he see the long-lost emperor in front of the mausoleum.

"The emperor's condolences."

Wan Jiang remembered the requirements of his father and three older brothers, and tried not to be too noticeable, so the voice was also small and could only be heard by himself.

"Let's all get out." The emperor was in front of him, no one could see his expression, and his voice sounded a little hoarse, but the majesty was still there.

Wanjiang followed Tang Cheng and they got up lightly and withdrew, and they were all about to walk to the door, but the emperor stopped her by a decree.

No one expected this to be the result that she stared at the group of wide-eyed people around outside, and no one knew what to do next.

Only her father was worried about her and wanted to go in with her, but was stopped by her father-in-law beside the emperor and reminded in a low voice: "The emperor only let the county lord stay." ”

Tang Ma reacted quickly, and when he saw that his father couldn't get in, he immediately jumped out, "Can I go in?" ”

The father-in-law lowered his head and smiled embarrassedly, obviously refusing, but he didn't say it.

Wan Jiang seemed to accept his fate, sighed, gave the people outside a firm look, and then stepped into it with heavy steps.

When her father-in-law saw her enter, with a wave of the dust in his hand, he instantly swept away the people who approached the door one by one.

The people around looked at his father-in-law embarrassedly, and lowered his head in shame, he seemed to be satisfied, and he didn't go in, raised his chin and closed the door, and in the next second, there were only two people left in the room, the emperor and Wan Jiang, plus a corpse.

Wanjiang's heart shook with the sound of the door closing, and the cold sweat came down with a brush, she swallowed her saliva, tightly held the corner of her skirt, and carefully found a place to kneel.

Although she knew that she didn't bother with any crimes, maybe it was because she had too many secrets in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel empty.

"Your Majesty, do you have something to do with your courtiers?"

Hearing this, the emperor's lowered body in front of him slowly sat up, and his head followed his body and looked at the top of his head, "I called you here, there is nothing else." ”

The emperor paused, and his hoarse voice gradually returned to his usual appearance, "I want to ask you if there is really a cloud hidden nest in that cave." ”