"Wanmei cried?" Shangguan Yu muttered in a low voice. Pen %Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info yes! People have feelings. How can life and death not be uncomfortable? Wanmei cried, so what about his Wanqing! Although Wanqing's feelings for him are not as deep as those of her in the previous life. But after all, they have been husband and wife. She might shed a few tears for him! It's ridiculous to think about, I really don't know what feelings are? People who are always restrained are uncomfortable.

"Qingwen, her crying proves that she has you in her heart. You should be happy! Well, don't be sad. You must have not slept all night! Sleep in my room! Shangguan Yu forcibly pulled Qingwen to the bed. Cover him with a quilt and leave the room himself.

He really didn't want to see Qingwen uncomfortable, because then he didn't feel better than Qingwen in his heart.

It's a little busy at the mourning hall. Today is the burial day of the coffin, and all the officials of the imperial court who can come come come to pay their respects. Even the emperor sent a father-in-law to see him off. They have a habit here. If the person is very young when he dies, he still has his parents at home. Then he must be buried before noon. So, his next funeral was just before noon.

There was a faint sound of low crying in the mourning hall. It was those subordinates who were seeing off the sons of the Shangguan Mansion. Princess Yulin really didn't have the face to send her concubine, so she asked her youngest royal sister Yurou to bid farewell to her concubine.

Although Princess Yurou is not the emperor's favorite sister. But it's a princess, the princess moved to the official mansion, and the big and small officials who haven't left even Shangguan Lang knelt down to greet her.

A large area knelt down outside the mourning hall. Princess Yurou was supported by the palace maid into the mourning hall and gave a deep salute to Shangguan Yu's ranking.

I don't know if this princess is too sad? Or acting in front of everyone? After finishing the salute, he turned around, but he hadn't walked out of the mourning hall. The person shook twice, and he fainted!

The princess fainted in the mourning hall, which frightened everyone in the Shangguan Mansion. When there was no way, Shangguan Lang ordered someone to help the princess to the room where Princess Yulin once lived, and hurriedly ordered someone to call the doctor.

miserably sent Shangguan Yu's coffin out of the house. The white-haired person sent the black-haired person cannot be sent to the grave, but only to the door. Shangguan Yu's mother cried again and fainted outside the gate. The bleak white sails fluttered in the wind. Pieces of paper money were lifted out by a pair of hands, and the wind blew like dandelions. No more home.

The coffin on the cart moved forward without hurrying or slowing. The mourners were all dressed in filial piety clothes and cried lowly. provoked people on the side of the road to give way and stop to watch. How many people are sorry for it? How many people are sad, and how many people sigh?

"Alas... This man is fate! The master of the dynasty! is still the champion of the double subject with the title of the gold list, died young, died young! ”

"Did you hear that? Died in the palace. It's really evil, it really responds to that sentence, and the king is like a tiger. What about brother-in-law? It's not like killing it! ”

"I still remember when he was named on the gold list, he was the top student in the double department! It was a sensation. The high-headed horse travels through the streets, attracting the envy of many people. It's miserable now! Passers-by whispered and shook their heads helplessly.

Hundreds of people in funeral clothes hugged the funeral car, accompanied by low weeping. Towards the outside of the city. A gust of wind swept through the leaves. Blow up the paper money that fell to the ground again. Extremely desolate in my heart.

Shangguan Yu looked back at the door of the house, turned around and went out of the city with the funeral car.