Feng Yunche had already committed suicide by poisoning yesterday afternoon.

Although Ji Feilin had already learned the news, he still couldn't help but be angry when he heard the news again, his hands trembled slightly, if it wasn't for Feng Shumad and the woman in front of him who took away Feng Yunche's throne, how could Feng Yunche die?

He was angry, and he should have been, but he shouldn't have shown this emotion at this time.

After a long time, he struggled to suppress the anger that almost erupted, and closed his eyes, and his face showed grief. Because it was a little unspeakable not to show such emotions, he said sadly: "Can such a thing happen? ”

The fifth princess looked at his emotions shrewdly with a pair of eyes, and tried her best to find out the slightest from his impeccable expression, but she failed in the end. Ji Feilin's face is just like his clothes and mannerisms, and there will never be any mistakes.

After observing for a long time, she didn't find the slightest abnormality, and she also realized that her meaningless behavior was a little bored.

She agreed weakly, and replied in the same low tone, this low tone was not pretending, but she couldn't help but recall all the laughter that happened when she was with Feng Yunche, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

She agreed weakly, and also nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect him to be so unthinkable!" He died, it was easy, but all the fault was placed on my back. ”

It is conceivable that after this incident spreads, what kind of insidious tone will the ministers and the people use to talk about her?

She couldn't help but shake her head, unable to do anything about the accusations and comments that followed.

Of course, Ji Feilin knew what she was talking about, and he also quite knew how historians and wild historians would criticize the emperor at that time after such a thing happened in history, and he couldn't help but gloat in his heart.

He pretended to be sad and impartial, and also said: "How come, if it is really His Royal Highness who chose to end his life, then he can't blame the emperor, if he wants to blame, he can only blame himself for not being able to see it." ”

The fifth princess nodded and said, "Since the eldest cousin said so, my heart is also much better. After looking at him, he also got back to the point, and said: "Before the second emperor brother died, he had made it clear that he would go to the ancestral temple to be buried, and I had already given permission." ”

She looked at Ji Feilin, who seemed to be still cordial and greeting between relatives, and said softly: "The second emperor brother had the closest relationship with you in front of him, and this time he was convicted and passed away, if you can personally take care of the affairs behind him, you can also let him rest in peace under Jiuquan." What do you mean? ”

Although Ji Feilin had already had psychological construction in her heart before she came, she couldn't help but be surprised to see that she taught Feng Fengche's aftermath to herself so neatly, raised her eyes and frowned: "This matter, Weichen thinks it's inappropriate." At the beginning, the minister served in front of the Second Highness, only standing on the position of the imperial court, and did not have the slightest personal position. At this time, when he died, it should have been planned by the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and there was no need for ministers. ”

The fifth princess seemed to be iron-hearted, but waved her hand weakly and said, "That's how it is arranged." ”

Ji Feilin had nothing to say, so he had to frown and take over this task, which was considered a hot potato.

"Commandment." What else could he say?

The fifth princess looked at him, and also nodded: "Since this is the case, cousin will go down and do things!" ”

Ji Feilin bowed his head and bowed: "Yes, the minister obeys the order." ”

After speaking, he also took a few steps back, then turned around and walked out of this hall, there were already eunuchs waiting at the door of the main hall, and when he saw him come out, he immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said: "Lord Ji, you heard the emperor's words, please let the servants lead the way to the spirit of the second highness for the lord." ”

Ji Feilin was very impatient with these situations, and when he heard the eunuch's words, he also nodded casually and agreed: "There is Gonggong Lao." ”

The eunuchs smiled flatteringly, their waists seemed to never straighten up, and they hurriedly guided him in the direction of the cold palace: "Lord Ji is polite, there is an invitation here." ”

In the end, only the eunuch who spoke led the way. Seeing that there was no one around, the eunuch also hurriedly said to Ji Feilin: "Lord Ji, the emperor has been living in this cold palace since he was in the palace, how can this cold palace be inhabited by the emperor's honor?" It's cold and cold here, it's really hard for the emperor to suffer here. Who would have thought that even if he died, he would still be put in this cold palace without even a person who burned paper. ”

Ji Feilin frowned, and did not express his own opinion on this matter, but only asked: "When did the Second Highness die?" ”

The little eunuch hurriedly thought about it and replied respectfully: "The illness that occurred at the moment of the unitary hour is not the case at the time of the unitary hour." ”

Ji Feilin listened, silently calculated the time in his heart, his brows were also relaxed, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he only said softly: "What they owe will need to be paid back one day." You can rest assured that your family is in a safe place, and you can rest assured! In the future, if you are loyal, it is unknown if you will be released from the palace to reunite with your family earlier! ”

His eyes are deep and bright, making people look majestic and convincing.

The little eunuch smiled when he saw it, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Thank you, Lord Ji, the slave must do his best." ”

Ji Feilin nodded, looked up and saw that the two of them had already walked into the gate of the cold palace, and also saw the traces of the guards, so he stopped.

The little eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to help him open the way, let him go to the cold palace, and said, "Lord Ji, the second highness is in this palace, please!" ”

Ji Feilin raised his eyes to look at the cold palace, which was slightly emitting a dim and deep light under the sun at this time, and he couldn't help frowning slowly, and stood in place for a long time, only then did he relax his facial expression, picked up his clothes and strode inside.

The Praetorian watched his every move coldly, keeping an eye on his back until he had fully entered the hall.

In the deserted hall, the white and black curtains had been erected, and Feng Yunche was also dressed and put in the coffin. There were only two or three little palace maids kneeling in front of the spirit and burning the cold paper money, and there was nothing else.

Ji Feilin walked into the main hall and looked at the scene in front of him, but he was silent in an instant, looking at the scene in front of him indifferently, no one could see that his mind was already full of anger at this time. Feng Yunche is not only an emperor in his mind, not just a ladder for their Ji family to climb up, but also an existence similar to the bloodline of his closest relatives, but when he dies, he will end up in such a situation.

He is an emperor, and the emperor has the dignity of an emperor.

Although he has been deposed by Feng Shumad and the Fifth Princess, the glory and glory of his life are still there.

Why did these people take it for granted that he was allowed to go through the last part of his life in such a deserted palace? How can such an approach be considered merciful, and how can it not make them angry.

Once, when Feng Yunche was still there, when they were still children, a group of carefree children ran around the palace inside, studying together under the most famous masters, cultivating the power of the elements under the guidance of the most capable elemental masters, and playing together during the afternoon break.

However, when he died, everything in the past was gone, and it was as if it were gone.

Is this death, is this the most important thing they have won?

Ji Feilin looked at the coffin with his eyes closed and his face was pale, and silently sighed in his heart: "Aren't you unwilling?" Are you unwilling to die like this, unwilling to let such a disgusting woman sit in the position that should belong to you, and unwilling to be like this? ”

However, how could Feng Yunche in the coffin answer his question? Only because of the suicide of poisoning and the face of Tie Qing was facing him blankly, he finally sighed, looked at the wind and clouds inside, and then slowly closed the lid of the coffin.

He turned, clenched his fists and swore, "Don't worry, whatever is yours will become yours." ”

And at this time, Feng Yunche in the coffin only had a cold and iron-blue face.

A few days later, Ji Feilin escorted Fengyun's coffin and was about to embark on a journey back to the ancestral land, and the fifth princess led the civil and military officials to put on a show outside the noon gate, and the fifth princess cried: "Brother Huang, you must still blame Wu'er, so far, Wu'er owes you a debt after all!" You can rest assured that after a hundred years, when I descend from the Yellow Spring, I will solemnly ask you for my guilt. Please go all the way! ”

After speaking, she couldn't kneel in front of the coffin, and when the ministers saw her behaving like this, they also knelt down and cried with tears in their eyes.

Ji Feilin looked at it coldly, and then when the hour came, he said goodbye to the fifth princess, and left the capital with the coffin.

The mighty funeral procession is like an excellent propaganda team, attracting countless curious eyes wherever it goes.

Ji Feilin has always turned a blind eye, and only urged people to speed up their steps with a cold face.

In the silence of the cavern, only he and the coffin were left, and he took two steps forward, and turned back in front of the dim candlelight, his eyes shining with a cold light. He said, "Why, don't you get up yet?" ”