All Chapters_Chapter 137 National Funeral
Mu Anran didn't let Suzaku continue to speak, but walked to the window, closed all the windows, and said a few more words to the maid guarding outside before standing back in front of Suzaku.
"What does Shen Yan want to do? Is there no other way?
She doesn't know how many people will be implicated if you rob the prison.
Don't look at the fact that there are no big moves in the court now, it's because the prince is buying people's hearts now.
What's more, many people are watching, after all, so many people have seen the old fourteen kings.
Once you've gotten to that point, someone has to take a stand.
At that time, it will be another bloody storm. ”
Mu Anran doesn't actually care about others, all she cares about is Suzaku.
She has persevered for so many years, and she hopes that one day, both of them can be brave and have a good ending.
She really didn't want him to give up his life for the sake of Lao Fourteen.
Suzaku lowered his head, and there was silence for a while.
If there is another way, the princess will not make this decision.
After taking a few deep breaths, Suzaku raised his head and looked at Mu Anran with complicated eyes.
"Enron, if we had another way, it would be impossible for the princess to take this step.
They did it too much, saying that they would let Dali Temple try the case, but Zhang Fusheng didn't see the face of the prince.
Those who really have real power in their hands are also cleverly isolated.
At present, there are no people in the DPRK or the army who can be used.
Such a decision was also made as a last resort.
It's just that if you want to act, the premise is that the concubine can leave the capital safely.
The safety of the concubine is related to the overall situation. ”
As he spoke, Suzaku was on the candle, and Mu Anran was already a slightly cool palm.
"Enron, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so many years, if......
If the prince can be okay, and I can be fine, would you like to go with me, leave the palace, and leave the capital......"
Suzaku has actually wanted to say these words for a long time, and when he met the eldest princess, he was only sixteen.
In the barracks, when I saw her riding a horse in red, I began to think about it.
This thought has been remembered for 12 years.
But the disparity in identity made his inferiority complex fall into the dust.
has been involved with the eldest princess for so many years, and he has never confessed himself so bravely.
He has always been in a passive state.
But today, if he doesn't say it, he's afraid he won't have a chance again.
Just a few words, Mu Anran's eyes turned red.
She really waited too long, what she wanted to hear most was not his confession, not his love words,
What she wants to hear is, would you like to come with me?
Choked up, and pounced on Suzaku's body.
Although that armor didn't have any temperature, and it was even very cold, Mu Anran also felt the warmth that he had never felt before.
"Well, I'm willing, as long as you want to take me away, whenever you want."
"Okay, when I rescue the prince, I'll take you away."
Afraid that the armor on her body would hurt Mu Anran, Suzaku carefully pushed her out of her arms.
Wiping the tears from her face, Suzaku smiled at Mu Anran.
Mu Anran is not the kind of woman who is soft and weak, after being moved, the two of them still have to get down to business.
After listening to Shen Yan's plan, Mu Anran's expression was the same as when Suzaku first heard it.
Indeed, at this time, this is the best thing to do.
She also admired Shen Yan's courage and wisdom in her heart.
It's just that she is still a little uncomfortable, she has changed from a man to a woman.
For the first time, Suzaku was willing to stay with Mu Anran for half a night.
It wasn't until it was almost dawn that he reluctantly left Luoying Palace.
Because of Lin Jing's explanation, Suzaku did not have any obstacles to leaving the palace.
The matter of his entry into the palace was not known to anyone except Lin Jing.
It's like a shadow, quietly coming and going.
In a flash, it was two days later.
There was a burst of mourning, and white flags were flying.
The golden coffin was in a hearse drawn by forty-nine black horses.
Slowly drove out of the palace gate, walked along Weiyang Street, and walked in the direction of the imperial tomb.
Behind the hearse is the crown prince dressed in sackcloth, next to the prince's mother, the imperial concubine and other concubines of each palace.
Because of the weak body of the concubine, the concubine just sat in a black carriage in a low-key manner.
In addition to Mama Wang, who was closest to the concubine, she was the eldest princess Mu Anran, who was also filial piety.
It was only natural that she would take care of the concubine in the car.
It's just that the condition of the concubine is not very good.
No one dared to say that the prince had killed the emperor in front of him, but the emperor's death was still a big blow to the concubine.
As soon as Mu Jinming was born, her biological mother died of a blood collapse, and she had just entered the palace that year, because of her docile temperament, the emperor passed Mu Jinming to her.
From the infancy to watching him become the emperor, in the past forty years, she has never been separated from Mu Jinming.
In terms of the length of time he spent with him, Mu Jinming spent more time by the concubine's side than Mu Jinchen.
The saddest thing about his death should be the concubine.
Fortunately, the concubine was confused for a while, and understood for a while.
I didn't hurt my body again because of excessive sadness.
However, hearing this mournful music, his heart almost collapsed, and Mu Jinchen, who was in a prison.
Although the prison of Dali Temple is still some distance away from Weiyang Street.
But the earth-shattering mourning and the city's weeping voices were still clearly heard through the windows of the cells.
Leaning against the cold stone wall, Mu Jinchen's face was no longer sad.
But there was a heavy rain in his heart.
The strongest wall in the heart was also torn down.
No matter how he resisted or how he escaped, Mu Yunxuan's words were still in his ears.
However, the most torturous thing is the eyes of the ninth brother at the end.
In those eyes, there was guilt, self-blame, and unwillingness......
More of it, or worried.
When Brother Jiu was dying, he was still worried that he would be wronged.
Finally, tears rolled down that cold face.
Silently fell into the air.
It was at this time.
A familiar sound of footsteps came from the direction of the cell door.
When Mu Jinchen saw Shen Yan wearing a white filial piety robe.
Rushed to the edge of the cell door like crazy.
He has been imprisoned in the prison for so many days, Yan'er must be in a hurry.
She couldn't come to see her in the first place, it must have been because she couldn't get in.
"Jinchen."
Shen Yan took Mu Jinchen's hand, and his eyes turned red.
In just a few days, Mu Jinchen was already haggard.
He is such a clean person, and he can be tortured like this.
And Mu Jinchen, who looked at Shen Yan, was not in such a mood.
"Yan'er, how are you? How did you get in? ”