After returning to the palace, Han Zai went to the Qianyuan Hall first, and after reading the confessions of Yuan Jiang and others, he coldly instructed Qin Zhe, "Wan Fang plotted to kill the emperor's heir, the evidence is conclusive, Zhu Jiu Clan, Yuan Jiang and others did not report it, tried to conceal it, each played fifty boards, life and death depended on fate, Lu Guifei was the mastermind of this case, demoted to a nobleman, and moved to Linquan North Palace." ”

Linquan North Palace is located in the northwest, is the old capital before Daqing moved the capital, nearly a hundred years have passed, has gradually desolate. Degrading Lu Guifei there is exile, and it is even more punishing.

Qin Zhen clenched his fists and said "yes" and stepped back......

Han Zai turned his head to look at An Guogong and Qin Xiangdao, "In the past few days when this king is not in Beijing, there are two people to deal with big and small matters. ”

The two bowed down at the same time and said, "Sharing worries for the regent is a matter within the responsibility of the lower officials," seeing that there was a faint sense of fatigue between Han Zai's eyebrows and eyes, the two said, "The prince is tired of traveling and driving, and the emperor will be buried tomorrow, and you will have to bother with it, so the lower officials will not bother the prince." ”

Han Zai bowed slightly, and the two retreated outward.

Not long after, Han Zai also left the Qianyuan Palace, he stood on the terrace for a moment before going down the steps, and slowly walked in the direction of the Changjie Palace.

In these days in Huangzhou, he almost couldn't sleep for two hours a day, and the dark purple python robe on his body was obviously a little wider, looking empty.

He put one hand behind his back, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, walking in the moonlight, not knowing what he was thinking.

Walking outside the Long Step Palace, he looked at the palace close at hand, but he didn't move for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly turned around and went back the way he came.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu received the news when Han Jae first entered the palace, she sat by the window, guarding a lone lamp, and couldn't help but think of the unhappy parting between the two when they met for the last time.

When Han Zai came in from the outside, what he saw was her hands on her cheeks, her nose wrinkled, and her mouth pursed.

It can be seen that she has been living a good life this time, after all, her waist and chest are plump.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was hiding something in his heart, and he didn't notice Han Zai's deep gaze.

After a long time, she felt sleepy, stretched her waist, put down the purple jade tube in her hand, and walked towards the bed......

Han Jae watched her fall asleep, and after a while, he turned to leave.

The next day, it was the funeral of the former emperor.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu is unstable because of the unstable fetal image, but he doesn't need to help the spirit to go to Tanglin, but only to go to the Baohua Hall to burn incense and kowtow.

The two palace maids served her and changed into a plain white palace dress, and only a plain hairpin made of white pearls was a tassel bead flower on her sideburns.

When she walked to the door of Baohua Hall with Xingjun's hand, she happened to collide with Han Jae head-on.

"The Queen." Han Zai only glanced at Jiang Sleeve Zhu coldly, then withdrew his gaze and bowed his hand to say hello.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at his emaciated appearance, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, "The prince doesn't need to be polite, the body of this palace is not angry, and you will have to worry about the burial of the first emperor." ”

Han Zai listened to Jiang Sleeve Zhu's pretending voice, his brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced coldly towards the Baohua Palace, "Queen Mother, please." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu saw that Han Zai's eyebrows were cold, and he didn't want to pay attention to her at all, his face was a little unbearable, he snorted lightly, and walked inside.

In the Baohua Palace, the clan, concubines and important ministers have all arrived, Jiang Zhizhu walked all the way to the front, and bowed slightly to the concubines and the older clans.

After Han Zai entered from the outside, Jiang Sleeve Zhu couldn't help but look at him again.

As if he hadn't noticed Jiang Sleevezhu's gaze, Han Zai looked straight at the ceremonial officer and said majestically, "You can start." ”

The ceremonial officer then presided over the ceremony according to the etiquette system.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu knelt more than a dozen times before she finished saluting and offering incense, her situation is slightly special, and she can leave after doing this.

Before leaving, she deliberately didn't look at Han Jae, straightened her back, and left without looking back.

Han Jae looked at her like this, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

Obviously, he had decided to return to the bridge with her, but for some reason, when he saw her pretending to be arrogant, his heart involuntarily became soft, for fear that the corners of his mouth would curl up, so he could only hold it.

Seeing her figure disappear, he was silent for a moment before looking at the ceremonial officer, "Let's go." ”

The ceremonial officer bowed his head.

When the coffin of the former emperor was transported to Tangling, it was already evening.

Han Jae ordered everyone to stand down.

When he was the only one left in the main hall where the coffin was stopped, he raised his slender hand, gently stroked the sarcophagus, and said mockingly, "If you were my own uncle, how good it would be." ”

"But you're not, you're just like Qingyang, just an executioner who kills innocents for his own selfish interests."

The next day, the emperor was officially buried in Dongling, and before Han Zai left, he glanced coldly at the craftsman kneeling in the distance.

The craftsman suddenly remembered the explanation given to him by the regent when he left Tanglin, and cold sweat could not help but break out on his forehead.

Dig out the water of the underground river again, he will really do this, and when the incident happens, I am afraid that he will have to explain to the ten clans, but if he doesn't do it......

After bringing people back to Beijing, Han Zai did not enter the palace directly, but went back to the regent palace, and in the end, he wanted to see Yuan Shen again.

In the torture room of the Regent's Palace, Yuan Shenzhi has been locked up for almost a month, his hair is messy, his clothes are dirty, and the acne on his face is becoming more and more terrifying.

Seeing Han Zai, a gloom flashed in his eyes, and he quickly turned to pleading.

Han Zai put one hand behind him, walked towards him step by step, and after stopping in front of him, he said with a complicated look in his eyes, "Li An said that you want to see this king for the last time?" ”

Yuan Shenzhi looked at Han Zai fixedly, and gradually, a touch of obscurity appeared on his face, and he said in a hoarse voice, "My subordinates just want to say sorry to the prince, you are as kind to your subordinates, and your subordinates still live up to your trust, and they are wrong again and again." ”

Han Jae knocked his eyelids lightly, waiting for him to continue.

Yuan Shen's eyes flashed lightly, thinking about Han Zai's intentions, and said after a while, "Please say sorry to the queen mother for your subordinates, she made a mistake in this life because of her subordinates, and her subordinates are willing to repay with their lives, just ask her to raise her noble hand to Wei Zhi." ”

"Finished?" Han Jae stared at him and asked, and then ordered the guards on the side, "Since you're done, send him on his way." ”

The guard took a bottle of Heding Red from the torture rack on the side, and was about to step forward to send Yuan Shen on the road.

Yuan Shenzhi's pupils dilated, and he looked at Han Zai in disbelief, "We have been in a relationship for so many years, does the prince really want to kill me?" ”

"Didn't you say you were willing to pay it with your life?"

Yuan Shenzhi's face was full of defeat, and the next moment, he suddenly hooked his lips and laughed, his laughter was desolate and creepy, his white and black eyes looked at Han Zai directly, and threatened ruthlessly, "If the prince kills me, tomorrow your life experience will spread all over Shangjing!" ”

After all, it still came to this step of the poor dagger.

Han Zai sighed and looked at Yuan Shenzhi, "You really know this king and know what this king wants to hear, but you can pretend for a while, but you can't pretend for a lifetime." You see, when the king is a little tempted, your true nature is revealed. ”

"Now, this king will give you one last chance to tell this king, have you really found out about this king's background?"