But she had a tough attitude, and Song Zi'an shouted a few words shyly, which made her quite happy.

"That's right, that's how it will be in the future."

Seeing that she was not angry, this made Song Zi'an slightly relieved.

Although Wei Fuling is a queen, she never fights with him, and he can't help but sigh in his heart.

They slept in one room.

I don't know how long it took, the guards slowly opened their eyes, and found that it was already dawn before they knew it.

was taken aback, and hurriedly ran to check the surrounding gold and silver jewelry, and found that there was no less, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that no one came here last night, otherwise we'd be doomed."

Seeing that the coffin had not been touched, they continued to guard it.

The Queen Mother came with some monks, and taking advantage of the good weather now, he planned to let them bury Wei Lingling as soon as possible, so as not to regret it when Mo Yanzhao arrived.

The monk began to meditate on her side.

For a while, the place was filled with the sound of chanting.

After reading for a few hours, the Queen Mother slowly opened her eyes and said lightly: "It's time to bury Wei Ling." ”

As she spoke, the Queen Mother looked indifferently at the nearby guards and began to move.

Carrying the coffin, they began to walk forward, to the pit that had been dug beforehand.

They didn't seem to realize that the coffin had become a little lighter

The guards quickly set the coffin down.

The Queen Mother gave an order, and saw that the surrounding guards began to shovel after shovel of soil onto Wei Poria's coffin.

Her coffin was gradually covered.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother couldn't help muttering to herself, "Poria, don't pester Yan Zhao after you get to the sky, it's all your family's fault." ”

Seeing that Wei Lingling's coffin was all buried, she couldn't help but feel relieved, and then turned to leave.

Mo Yanzhao was still in the imperial study, and he didn't have the courage to go to see her buried.

Suddenly, he heard the mournful sound of musical instruments outside, music that only sounded when people were buried, and he suddenly felt extremely sad.

I couldn't even stand the folds in my hand, and I was in a daze at the white cloth flying outside.

I don't know how long it took for the Queen Mother to slowly come in.

Seeing that the Queen Mother was coming, Mo Yanzhao exhaled lightly and asked, "Queen Mother, everything has been arranged now?" ”

The Queen Mother still seemed to have some joy on her face, "It's almost done, you don't have to worry about anything anymore." There are so many concubines in the harem, there is always something that will make you like it, and she should rest in the sky. ”

Mo Yanzhao turned his head and was silent.

After the Queen Mother left, Mo Yanzhao got up and planned to take a look at Wei Xiang.

When he came to the room where the guard was kept, the guards opened the door for him.

As soon as the door opened, Mo Yanzhao saw Wei Xiang lying on the bed with a weak breath, as if he was about to lose his breath in the next moment.

He hadn't tortured Wei Xiang in the past few days, but he never thought that his situation was getting worse day by day.

Mo Yanzhao ordered the imperial doctor to help him see a doctor, but there was no improvement.

"How are you feeling right now?" Mo Yanzhao asked lightly, staring at him tightly.

I saw Wei Xiang's hand raised slightly, but the next moment he was powerless to put it down.

He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't get a word out.

There were also a few imperial doctors watching next to him.

Mo Yanzhao frowned, and immediately asked the imperial doctor next to him, "How is he doing now?" Why is it not getting better now? ”

Seeing the anger on Mo Yanzhao's face, the imperial doctors were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, and their bodies were trembling.

"We're trying to figure it out, but he's old enough to buy it and he's too bad, so we're doing our best."

But Mo Yanzhao was still angry.

"You have to heal him, and if not, you won't have to stay in the palace."

Now that Wei Fuling has left, she has to save Wei Xiang's life, which can be regarded as making up for her.

Wei Xiang's mouth was still slightly open, as if he wanted to say something to himself.

Mo Yanzhao patiently squatted down and looked at him lightly at what he wanted to say.

Mo Yanzhao's sharp eyes stared at him quietly, Wei Xiang opened his mouth slightly, and struggled for a while before hearing a few words come out of his mouth.

"Is Poria dead?"

Hearing this, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. I couldn't help but reach out and grab his neck, and my eyes were red with anger.

"How do you know this?"

Seeing that he was so excited, Wei Xiang weakly hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled.

How could I not know? Mo Yanzhao's reaction had already informed him of the matter.

"After all, she's my daughter, how could I not know?"

This sentence made Wei Xiang breathe a few sighs of relief before he spoke.

Mo Yanzhao couldn't help but lower his eyes in grief, let go of his hand, and stood up directly.

"That's right, Poria committed suicide, it's because of you! So you have to give me a good life! ”

After leaving this sentence, Mo Yanzhao left angrily.

After leaving, he involuntarily walked towards the imperial mausoleum where Wei Lingling was buried.

Several white cloths have been hung on the place, indicating that the place has been buried.

Looking at the dazzling white cloth, Mo Yanzhao suddenly stopped, not daring to go up further.

I don't know how long I looked at it before I slowly lowered my head, shook my head, and walked in the direction of the study.

In the evening, one of the guards suddenly burst into the imperial study, looking in a hurry.

"What, what's going on?" Mo Yanzhao asked.

The guard looked worried, "Oh no, Wei Xiang still didn't survive this night, and he died not long ago." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yanzhao couldn't help but squint his eyes, as expected.

Even Wei Xiang didn't hold on, Mo Yanzhao wanted to hit someone angrily, but he still desperately held back, stood up directly, and said coldly: "Take me to take a look." ”

After speaking, Mo Yanzhao suppressed the fire and hurriedly walked to the room where Wei Xiang was kept.

When he entered the room, he saw Wei Xiang lying stiffly on the bed, his face was full of blood, and his body was also scarred.

It looks like he's dead.

Mo Yanzhao questioned the imperial doctor. "Didn't you let you heal him, why is he still dead?"

The imperial doctors lowered their heads in fear, and said in trembling voices: "We are also trying to find ways to feed him all kinds of medicines, but it is still useless." I'm afraid that it will be like this because of the queen's affairs, which makes him grieved excessively. ”

Hearing this, Mo Yanzhao raised his head and didn't know where he was looking, and it took a long time before he slowly looked at these imperial doctors.

Seeing this, the imperial doctors immediately knelt on the ground, for fear that Mo Yanzhao would be angry with them.

"The emperor spares his life!"

Mo Yanzhao smiled coldly.