The heavy rain that lasted for more than half a month cleared up on the 10th day of the first month of September, the day of Dongfang Yan's funeral. (Baidu search to the literature network is the fastest and most stable update)

Dongfang Yan's body has already been cremated by several imperial doctors, in the coffin of golden silk nanmu, there is only a white marble urn, as well as his favorite toys and clothes during his lifetime, he was buried as the prince, and the mourning hall was placed in the Tianlu Hall far away from the Chengfeng Palace, in order not to let Wei Qingguan be stimulated, even with funeral music is forbidden, and the harem concubine is in white clothes and crying here, and there is no loud noise.

For three days and three nights, a group of concubines knelt here, and the tears in the corners of their eyes had long been numb and dry, but no one dared to slack off in the slightest.

The queen lost her heart and almost killed the queen mother The news spread throughout the harem, the emperor was angry and nailed the queen mother's hand on the ** couch, now he doesn't even care about the queen mother, they people, where is there a trace of complaint at this time, and now the entire harem is shrouded in a gloomy fog.

In front of the spiritual seat on the desk, Dongfang Chen had a cold face, his eyes were full of sadness, he couldn't bear to look at Dongfang Yan's last face before incineration, he was already repulsed in his heart, he didn't dare to face this child and really leave him, and looking at the coffin spiritual position, he had to face this problem, a stick of fragrance, the tip of his nose was sour, and he held back tears.

"The emperor mourns, the prince is the smartest, if he sees his father sad, he will not leave peacefully." Concubine Ying, who was dressed in white, had red and swollen eyes, pursed her lips and softly comforted Dongfang Chen.

"I know ......" Dongfang Chen coughed lightly, trying to make his voice steady, comforting Concubine Ying beside him.

Concubine Ying really loves Dongfang Yan, compared to the mournful ones below, her eyes touched the spiritual position placed in the plain water, and there were tears in her eyes that couldn't be stopped.

When Dongfang Chen abolished one of the queen mother's hands, she was happy, and even angry, if the child lying in this coffin at the moment was her own Caiwei, she would definitely be like Wei Qingguan, drinking the blood of that old woman raw!

"How's the mother?"

"I asked the imperial doctor to prick the needle and deliver the medicine on time, and after today, she will wake up, I hope that when she wakes up, she will recognize the reality......" Facing Concubine Ying's question, Dongfang Chen sighed and couldn't stop talking.

Since that day, after Wei Qingguan knocked Su Hao unconscious, Dongfang Chen took her back to the Chengfeng Palace, ordered Banxia to bathe and change her clothes, carefully bandaged the wound, and asked the imperial doctor to prick the needle, so that she slept in a daze until now. Today, Dongfang Yan is out of the funeral, he can't bear to let Wei Qingguan sober up at the moment, he is afraid that Wei Qingguan who is sober will make another move to hurt himself, looking at the wound that he can't do if she hurts his muscles and bones!

"If Yan'er really can't survive, I'll accompany Yan'er to go together, and he won't be lonely on the Huangquan Road!" Such words, still in the ear, Wei Qingguan's temper is true to his word, the current Dongfang Chen, can't afford to gamble!

"The auspicious time set by Qintian is three o'clock, and now it is two o'clock, and when you wait for the last moment, the prince can go on the road, always let the mother fall asleep, in the end, it will hurt your body."

Seeing that Dongfang Chen was depressed in his heart, Concubine Ying looked at the time and said softly, she couldn't bear it in her heart, but the people who were alive in the end had to go on. Dongfang Chen understood in his heart, and gave her a reassuring look.

When Concubine Ying wanted to say something more, there were bursts of exclamations outside, the voice was familiar, from the Banxia and Bangchun of the Chengfeng Palace......

They followed behind Wei Qingguan, who was dressed in moon-white bedclothes, and kept shouting, and Wei Qingguan, who was running barefoot in front, was supposed to be asleep on the **couch, but at this moment, he was running desperately with an idiotic smile on his face, his face was pale, and his cheeks were sunken.

The woman who was once so bright and moving has now become like this......

"Yan'er......" "Where are you?" Come out quickly, you and Mama are hiding......"

Wei Qingguan kept running barefoot on the marble paved masonry, he didn't feel tired at all, he couldn't even catch up with Banxia and Bang Chun, this morning the imperial doctor just pricked the needle and poured the medicine, Wei Qingguan, who was obviously sleeping well, suddenly opened his eyes, Bang Chun was aside, stunned.

Wei Qingguan's appearance was like a ghost, she grinned at Bang Chun, who was slightly stiff and surprised, tilted her head like nothing and asked, "What about my Yan'er, where did he go?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Bang Chun couldn't stand the tears, but before he could answer, Wei Qingguan had already run down from the **, and they kept chasing after them until they caught up here.

She froze, looking at the piece under the white plain, and her heart was breathless......

"Guan'er, Yan'er is in Chengfeng Palace, you go back quickly, he is drinking milk from the nurse." The first moment he saw the figure, Dongfang Chen rushed forward quickly, and the two of them knelt on the ground and wanted to confess, but he waved his hand, Dongfang Chen softly grabbed Wei Qingguan's cold hand, took off the outer robe and draped it on her body, and coaxed softly.

Wei Qingguan tilted his head, staring at the spiritual position above Su Mian with his eyes, and smiled stupidly, "Where is Yan'er......?"

She muttered and pushed away Dongfang Chen's hand, dragged her bare feet forward, didn't care about the people inside, stepped on the spiritual platform step by step, passed through the white cloth, and stood in front of the golden silk nanmu coffin that had not yet sealed the spirit, looking at Dongfang Yan's favorite object in the past, and smiled happily.

"Yan'er...... Don't be afraid, my mother will accompany you......"

"!"

Wei Qingguan smiled slightly, with a force in his hand, his body fell into the golden silk nanmu, curled up, holding those clothes and toys with satisfaction, as well as the small white marble urn placed in the middle, and said softly.

She held these objects in her arms, grinning lightly, as if hugging Dongfang Yan's small body, and muttering nursery rhymes in her mouth.

The people who were crying and kneeling at the bottom faced the sudden scene, and looked at the top in shock, Concubine Ying and Banxia Bangchun were already in tears.

"Yan'er, you are obedient, my mother will make you your favorite pastry, it is dark here, you don't have to be afraid if I accompany you, isn't it." Wei Qingguan was crazy, patting the white marble urn in his hand, and muttering to himself.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, Dongfang Chen had already jumped into the coffin, used all his strength, pulled up Wei Qingguan who was huddled in the coffin, regardless of her struggle, and joined forces with Su Hao outside to pull her out of the coffin, and the urn of white marble was taken by Concubine Ying and carefully placed inside again.

"Yan'er is dead! He's dead! Wan'er, wake up, wake up! He hugged Wei Qingguan, who was holding Dongfang Yan's clothes, tightly in his arms, and shouted hoarsely, wanting to wake up this woman who was still in his dream.

"Smack!" Wei Qingguan, who was in his arms, raised his hand and slapped Dongfang Chen in the face: "You fart!" How dare you curse my child like this, believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart! ”

Dongfang Chen was in pain, but she didn't care, she pulled Wei Qingguan to stand in front of the spiritual seat, looked at the three words Dongfang Yan with white characters on a black background on the tablet, and pointed straight out, "He died, died of the epidemic, died in your arms, you sober up, you take a look, everything here, so everything!" ”

Treating a disease requires fierce medicine, Dongfang Chen is ruthless, forcing Wei Qingguan to face it, facing everything under the plain white in front of him!

Wei Qingguan shook his head, even covered his ears with his hands, didn't listen to what Dongfang Chen said at all, like a frightened bird, living in his own world, shouting loudly, "No, no, he won't leave me, no!" ”

"He's dead!"

"No, you liar!"

Dongfang Chenyue said, Wei Qingguan objected, and finally her whole person trembled, under this autumn day, in the fragrant smoke of the plain white hall, it looked particularly weak and fragile, she burst into tears, kept shaking her head, and Concubine Ying behind her couldn't stand it anymore, hugged her in her arms, and wiped away the tears on her face for her.

"No, no, the emperor lied to you, the little prince is playing with Cai Wei in Yongle Palace, you are obedient, I will let Lilac bring the little prince in a while, you believe me, okay!" Concubine Ying coaxed Wei Qingguan softly, trying to alleviate her passionate emotions at the moment, Wei Qingguan leaned close to Concubine Ying, nodded incessantly, and stared at Dongfang Chen with angry eyes.

"He's dead, dead, Wei Qingguan, wake up!" Dongfang Chen couldn't keep his mouth shut, and he was about to let Wei Qingguan wake up in deep pain. After he finished saying that, Wei Qingguan was like crazy, pushed Dongfang Chen to the ground, and bit Dongfang Chen's neck tightly, everyone was shocked, and when Wei Qingguan was pulled away, a piece of meat between Dongfang Chen's neck had been torn off her mouth, and Wei Qingguan's mouth was full of blood.

Concubine Ying was so frightened that she hurriedly called the imperial doctor, took out a brocade from her arms and put it on Dongfang Chen's wound, "I let you curse my child, I will bite you to death!" ”

Wei Qingguan was crazy, like a female beast that had lost her child, she couldn't recognize anyone, she was aggressive towards anyone, and everyone in the hall was huddled together, for fear that Wei Qingguan would pounce.

Dongfang Chen frowned, covered his wounds with both hands, gritted his teeth and said sharply, "He's dead, dead!" ”

"You still say!"

Hearing Dongfang Chen's words, Wei Qingguan spit out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Dongfang Chen sharply, and wanted to pounce forward again, but his hands were pulled, and his feet were forced, but he couldn't stop walking forward, and he couldn't stop raising his voice and scolding.

"Guan'er, we can have another child, you listen to me, accept the facts, Yan'er is so well-behaved, how can you bear to let him look at you like this in front of his spirit, isn't it? You listen to me, obedient, wake up, wake up......"

"You believe me, our Yan'er will definitely come back again, come back and continue to be our child, really!"

Dongfang Chen was impatient, sighed, and coaxed her softly, after his words fell, the entire Tianlu Hall resounded with a long laugh, Wei Qingguan laughed sadly, making people's hearts furious.

"No...... He won't come back......" She shook her head and smiled disdainfully at Dongfang Chen, "I won't see Yan'er in my life......"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Qingguan smiled sadly, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the roar, and she fell straight down, falling in front of Dongfang Yan's spiritual position!