After the end of the year-end festival, the news of King Che's sudden and violent death spread throughout the Shengtian Dynasty.

The people were already terrified by the death of the prince, but now there are only two days left for the New Year, and there is one more prince who has died. It really can't be blamed on the confusion of the common people that the Sheng Tian Dynasty is heading for 'demise'.

There are so many funerals this year that the New Year is coming, and the national capital has not yet been tainted with a trace of joy.

The day after the end of the year, the emperor ordered: Prince Che's body will be buried today, and the funeral will be simple.

Princess Che Lu Wanyi, who did not leave Queen Che, was buried alive with King Che!

At the court, Prime Minister Lu Batian forced the performance, hoping that the emperor would withdraw this order. However, the emperor has made up his mind, and Princess Che must be buried alive, which is the glory of the royal family.

As for the Prime Minister's Mansion, the emperor will give corresponding compensation and condolences to the concubine Wu in the mansion.

Regarding the emperor's order, as the prime minister, he only dared to be angry and did not dare to say anything more.

King Che's funeral was too simple, almost put it in a coffin and buried it directly, except for the queen, no princess and concubine went to attend.

Youruo sat by the charcoal stove, listening to the news from Lu Rong, her red lips hooked, and she smiled: "It's really the most ruthless emperor and royal family!" ”

Such a funeral is enough to prove that the fourth prince, Zhai Xiche, is not favored, and he is not at the same level as Zhai Xiying. At least Zhai Yuan wanted Zhai Xiying to die in the royal cemetery!

Zhai Xiying pushed open the door and glanced at Lu Rong, who obediently exited the door.

"Have you heard?"

"Zhai Xiche's funeral?" Ask rhetorically.

"Hmm!"

After being silent for a while, Zhai Xiying asked again: "In your opinion, who will Lu Batian's next action be?" ”

"Does he know that you are the hall master of the Hades Palace?"

Zhai Xiying made tea, "I know! "Miao curse people cooperate with Lu Batian, Miao curse people must have been informed.

"Then his next target is not you!" You replied indifferently.

"Oh?" Zhai Xiying raised eyebrows interestingly.

Youruo glanced at Zhai Xiying, "Lu Batian won't be boring to himself, he knows that he can't kill you!" "Besides, you don't have to make a move, Zhai Xiying is also a half-body in the coffin.

"Reasonable!" Zhai Xiying nodded arrogantly, agreeing with Youruo's words.

Youruo gave Zhai Xiying a look of disdain, and picked up the light green tea he brewed for her.

"Master, Princess Yu and the little princess are here to be guests in the mansion!" The voice of the star floated outside the door.

Youruo glanced at Zhai Xiying and listened to his instructions: "Let Ziyi take her into the front hall, and this king will go later." ”

"What? The ghost king greeted him personally? "It's like a snarr.

"This king just wants to see, this king's goddaughter!" Zhai Xiying's tone was undulating, and he was a very plain sentence.

attracted a sneer, "King Ying really knows how to be related to the past!" ”

Zhai Xipeng is Youruo's goddaughter, and Youruo is Zhai Xiying's concubine. Zhai Xiying's uncle is inappropriate, but he became a godfather, he is really sick!

"Let's go!" Zhai Xiying wanted to know what Princess Yu did today.

Youruo put down the teacup, put on a black fox fur, followed Zhai Xiying, and walked to the front hall of the palace.

Wu Peiting was sitting upright on the side, and the little county lord was held in the arms of the nurse, looking at the unfamiliar environment in confusion.

"Lord Ying!" Wu Peiting got up and saluted Zhai Xiying.

At the same time, Youruo saluted Wu Peiting behind Zhai Xiying, "Princess Yu!" ”

"If sister, don't see the blame, you are your sister's savior, and you are Peng Peng's godmother, don't bow to your sister in the future!" Wu Peiting hurriedly pulled Youruo to her side.

The nurse hugged the little princess in her arms to Youruo, who was holding a small porcelain doll that was almost three months old, exuding maternal brilliance for no reason......

(Markor Literature-)