Chapter 262

In the end, the emperor handed over the matter to the ministry for assessment and recommendation, and discussed it another day.

Although Xie Qi'an is a servant of the ministry, he still has a secretary above him. And the official department is loyal to the emperor and will not be partial.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, Cao Qian's faction went directly to Cao's mansion to discuss matters.

"Duan Shangshu is stubborn and rigid, and it will definitely not work to start with him."

"Then we can only start with Xie Shilang."

"But Xie Shilang is the elder brother of Concubine Xie, and I'm afraid it's hard to move."

The grievances of the Cao Xie family are known throughout the dynasty.

Several people looked at Cao Qian, embarrassed.

Cao Qian said in a deep voice: "We can't, Your Highness can." ”

"Furthermore, Duan Shangshu is fair, and it is very likely that he will directly recommend Li Xu."

Li Xu is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who has served under Sun Hechuan for many years, and is conscientious and impeccable.

"What Lord Cao said is reasonable."

Of course, for the sake of insurance, you still have to prepare for both.

The sun was still shining brightly on the earth, the dazzling white silk was swaying in the wind, and the white lanterns under the porch were swaying gently.

The people of the Sun Mansion were busy coming and going, and their faces were bleak.

Today was Sun Yijun's return day, but no one expected it to become Sun Hechuan's death day.

Red silk for white silk, happy day into mourning day.

King Rong personally went to pick out a good Nanmu coffin and placed it in the Sun Mansion Mourning Hall.

Sun Hechuan, who changed into a shroud, lay quietly inside.

After waking up, the grandmother, who changed into filial piety clothes, lay on the coffin, looking at the people in the coffin and crying.

Sun Yijun and Yu Yuan knelt in front of the spirit in linen and filial piety, and threw the paper money into the brazier one by one.

"Yijun, be careful." Suddenly, Yu Yuan pulled Sun Yijun's hand back.

Sun Yijun was not guarded, and he was almost burned by the flames several times.

Yu Yuan accompanied her and stared at her, not daring to blink his eyes.

Yu Zheng Yulan and others, who came to pay their respects, were worried when they saw her appearance.

Yu Lan was not worried about Sun Yijun, so he didn't leave after the memorial and stayed with her.

But Sun Yijun looked dumb, no one talked to her, and refused to eat or drink.

Until the evening, Sun Yijun had not eaten water and rice for a day and a night, and he knelt in front of the spirit and fainted.

"Yijun!" Yu Lan exclaimed.

Yu Yuan, who was guarding the side, hurriedly carried Sun Yijun back to the room and asked the house doctor to see him.

After checking the pulse, the government doctor said: "The princess is overly sad, her mind is too depleted, and she has not eaten water and rest for a long time, and her physical strength is exhausted. After waking up, you must eat and drink immediately, otherwise the gods will not be able to continue like this. ”

"I see." Yu Yuan responded in a deep voice.

"I've never seen Yijun like this." Yu Lan held Sun Yijun's hand, looking at her pale little face and feeling distressed and uncomfortable.

Yu Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's getting late, Sister Huang should go back first, I will take care of her." ”

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow." Yu Lan knew that it was useless for her to stay.

After Yu Lan left, Yu Yuan instructed his subordinates to prepare porridge and food, and asked the maid to make ginseng tea.

Sun Yijun was still asleep and couldn't drink it, so Yu Yuan drank ginseng tea to feed her.

After feeding a cup of ginseng tea, Sun Yijun's lips were no longer dry and white.

Yu Yuan took off his shoes and went to bed to lie down, hugged her and closed his eyes.

From yesterday to now, Yu Yuan has been with Sun Yijun and has never closed his eyes.

He didn't know when Sun Yijun would wake up, but he knew that he had to take care of himself before he could take care of Sun Yijun.

The candles in the house kept burning, and in the middle of the night, Sun Yijun woke up from a nightmare.

"Daddy!"

Sun Yijun screamed sadly, and burst into tears as soon as he opened his eyes.

Yu Yuan woke up and hugged her and comforted her gently.

"I'm going to stay with my father." Sun Yijun lifted the quilt and got out of bed to go to the mourning hall.

But she was so weak that she fell to the ground as soon as she got out of bed, and she couldn't stand up while holding on to the edge of the bed.

"Yijun." Yu Yuan carried her back to the bed and shouted outside.

The maidservant pushed the door into the house and brought porridge and food.

Yu Yuan took it and fed Sun Yijun to eat.

Looking at the porridge brought to his mouth, Sun Yijun frowned, and his voice was weak: "I can't eat it." ”

Yu Yuan said softly: "Yijun, my father-in-law is gone, but I still need to take care of the future, and my mother-in-law also needs your support and support, and your body will not be able to stand it if you don't eat." ”

He knew she couldn't eat it, but she had to eat it if she couldn't eat it.

Thinking of his father, Sun Yijun silently shed tears again.

But she opened her mouth and swallowed the porridge that Yu Yuan fed.

The fragrant and delicious meat porridge, Sun Yijun ate it without any taste in his mouth, and only chewed and swallowed it woodenly.

Yu Yuan knew that she was uncomfortable, and he didn't force anything else, and after feeding her a bowl of porridge, he also ate a bowl himself.

"I'm full, can I go to accompany my father?" Sun Yijun asked with red and swollen eyes.

Yu Yuan patiently coaxed: "Yijun, sleep for a while, and I will accompany you at dawn." During the day, relatives and friends came to pay respects, but my mother-in-law couldn't cope with it alone. ”

Yu Yuan's words were reasonable, and Sun Yijun lay down meekly after hearing it, and closed his eyes again.