The team escorting Li Changning back to Beijing marched for more than half a month and finally arrived in the capital, Li Changning looked at the gate of the capital, not to mention how happy he was.

"Kyoto, I'm Li Changning back." She sat in the carriage and muttered to herself.

The officers and soldiers who came to meet them at the city gate had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw Li Changning's carriage entering Beijing, the officials headed by them saluted the carriage.

"Weichen Lin Hui has seen Princess Changning."

"No need to be polite, let's go." Li Changning didn't want to delay too much, she just wanted to go back to the palace as soon as possible now, only when she returned to the palace could she truly believe that she didn't have to kiss her.

"Yes." After Lin Hui received the order, a group of officers and soldiers escorted Li Changning into the palace, and Murong Zhao's body was sent to Dali Temple.

"Son-in-law, see father." After learning that Li Changning had arrived in the capital, the emperor waited for Li Changning in the palace, and Li Changning looked at the emperor and knelt down to salute.

"Get up, you've worked hard all the way." The emperor walked up to Li Changning and helped her up.

The emperor clearly said words of concern for Li Changning, but in those eyes, there was not half of his daughter's distress.

This is also the reason why Li Changning has hated Murong Zhao for so many years, because the emperor always dotes on Murong Zhao's eyes.

"In order for the people of Li to avoid war and strife, Changning is not hard." Li Changning shook her head, and the words she said were very consistent with her identity as a princess.

"You are worthy of being my daughter, you can care about the people, and my father is very pleased." The emperor praised Li Changning.

After the father and daughter exchanged a few more pleasantries, the emperor sent someone to send Li Changning back to the princess's mansion.

Shaw House

Gu Wanchao was prone to cranky thinking because he stayed in the Gu Mansion, and he was worried about his sick mother, so he ran to the Xiao Mansion to find Xiao Yu'an.

However, when she ran to Le'anju, she didn't see Xiao Yu'an, but bumped into Xiao Yanqing, who she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why are you here?" In Gu Wanchao's impression, the children of the Xiao family should not like to play with Xiao Yu'an.

"I want to ask, why are you here?" Since he was subdued by Gu Wanchao last time, Xiao Yanqing now has a shadow of Gu Wanchao, and he feels uncomfortable when he looks at Gu Wanchao.

"I'm here to play with Xiao Yu'an, where is Xiao Yu'an?" Gu Wanchao didn't want to get along with Xiao Yanqing too much, she stretched out her head and looked for Xiao Yu'an's figure in the room.

But she searched around and couldn't find it, so she could only pout and leave Le'anju.

The moment she stepped out of Le Anju, she suddenly remembered the room that Xiao Yu'an had taken her to before, and she wanted to go to see the house again and remember the lanterns.

When she arrived here, she found that Xiao Yuan was sitting in the yard doing carpentry.

"What are you doing?" Gu Wanchao leaned in curiously.

"I'm going to carve a rabbit." Xiao Yu'an didn't look up, he just heard the voice and knew that it was Gu Wanchao.

"Rabbits? You're a man, and you carve a rabbit for yourself? Gu Wanchao was a little puzzled.

"Made for you." Cold, Xiao Yu'an's words almost made Gu Wanchao choke on his own saliva.

"Give it to me?"

"Well, you liked that rabbit lamp last time. I thought I must like rabbits too.,It's just right.,It's done.,Send it to you.。 Xiao Yu'an raised his hand to draw the eyes of the carved rabbit and handed it to Gu Wanchao.

Gu Wanchao looked at the lifelike rabbit and smiled happily, "Thank you." ”

In the evening, Gu Wanchao returned to Gu's mansion with a rabbit.

In Dali Temple, "Murong Zhao" was lying in the coffin safely, her body had already begun to decompose, the moment the coffin was opened, there was a foul smell from the coffin, and the person who was inspecting Murong Zhao's body couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.

"Your Majesty, the county lord's legs were cut off, there was mud in his mouth and nose, I think he was suffocated to death after being buried alive, and ......" After roughly examining Murong Zhao's body, he reported it to the emperor.

"And what? But it doesn't hurt to say that. The emperor sat on the main seat, and when he heard that Murong Zhao was buried alive, his hand holding the chair suddenly became stronger.

"Moreover, the county lord has been dead for more than a month."

In other words, when Second Master Gu got the news, Gu Wanchao had been dead for many days......

The emperor couldn't help but start wondering, if the Khitan didn't want to negotiate peace, why did he come to ask for his relatives in a pretentious manner, and then go to great lengths to kill a county lord who sent his relatives to provoke trouble?

What's more, even if they want to provoke trouble, normal people must think of killing the princess who is close to her, but it is Murong Zhao who dies, the emperor's favorite county lord.

All the problems were telling the emperor that it was not the Khitans who killed Murong Zhao, but the people of his Linzhao Kingdom.

The more the emperor analyzed, the more creepy he felt, what kind of person would he play with him and the entire Linzhao Kingdom?

While the emperor was thinking about it, the eldest princess Li Yu, who was originally sick at home, ran to Murong Zhao's coffin crying.

She reached out and covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, looking at Murong Zhao who was lying motionless in the coffin and had no feet, Li Yu cried heartbreakingly.

"Mother's Zhao'er, who is it, who harmed you?!" Li Yu cried while accusing Murong Zhao's murderer.

Her tears fell uncontrollably, which really made the listener sad and the listener cry.

"Eldest sister, you have to pay attention to your body." The emperor looked at her like this and stepped forward to persuade her.

As soon as the emperor's words fell, Li Yu cried and fainted, "Come on, send the eldest princess back to the house." ”

The emperor looked at Li Yu, who was crying and fainting, and hurriedly ordered.

Li Yu was sent back to the eldest princess's mansion, and the imperial doctor checked it for her and prescribed medicine. After confirming that Li Yu was fine, the emperor returned to the palace.

After the imperial doctor left, Li Yu, who had fainted, opened his eyes, "You guys go down first." ”

She sat up and gave a word to the attendants beside her.

A group of subordinates retreated.

Immediately after, a man came out from behind the screen in Li Yu's room, as if he was the one who appeared in the room when she was poisoned earlier.

The man walked to the bed and stretched out his hand to take Li Yu into his arms, "It's really hard for you to perform this play for Murong Zhao." ”

"I'm her mother after all, and if she dies, I'm indifferent to it, I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion." Li Yu leaned on the man's body. When talking about Murong Zhao, it was as if he was talking about a person he didn't know.

"Not to mention the most poisonous woman's heart." The man said with a smile.

After a period of intimacy between the two, the man left the eldest princess's mansion, and Li Yu still pretended to be unfit to stay in the princess's mansion.

After thoroughly examining Murong Zhao's body, the emperor ordered the body to be sent back to the eldest princess's mansion.

Above the court, some ministers proposed to posthumously crown Murong Zhao as Princess Zhaoyi and be buried according to the state ceremony.

Murong Zhao was deeply favored by the emperor during his lifetime, but now he died because of the dispute between the two countries, and there is no suspense about the posthumous title.

Three days later, the emperor held a funeral for Murong Zhao according to the state ceremony, and the whole country mourned with the Son of Heaven.

Murong Zhao's funeral was very grand, she died for the national community, and when she was buried, she was buried by the army.

Throughout the ages, Murong Zhao was the first princess to be buried by the army, and in the days to come, this funeral was widely spread among the people.