"Godmother, why are you leaving!"

"Godmother, you go slowly, take my son and I, and be your companion!"

"Mother!

A wail resounded in the sky above the Yuechen Palace, whether it was a godmother or a mother, although the mouth was affectionate, as long as you looked at their eyes, you would find that there was not a single tear. Fang Du watched coldly, only feeling that it was ridiculous and unspeakable.

Everywhere in the palace is full of illusions dressed in gorgeous clothes, just like a sweet dream that never wants to wake up, and it is just an empty one.

The concubines arrived one after another, and their crying was sincere, as if they had a harmonious relationship like sisters with the concubine De who robbed them of their favor when they were alive, and they hated to die for her. Fang Duan knew that all of this was done for Cong Yu to see.

"Hmph, fortunately, the one who died is not the real senior sister, otherwise I would have to avenge her! This group of women obviously hates the itchy roots of their teeth, but they have to behave here, which is disgusting!" Sima Lu's mouth was unforgiving, and he couldn't see this group of people pretending in front of the spirit. Fang Du lowered his head and put the paper in his hand into the blazing brazier, and the tongue of fire instantly swallowed most of the paper, turned into gray ashes, and flew out of the basin.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, senior sister, you should also learn from those people, you have to be more or less pretentious, and get by. Fang Du saw that Sima Lu's eyes were full of anger, but there was no sadness at all. So he followed the temptation and said, "Try to think about it, the person lying in the coffin is the senior sister, jealous and red-faced, who died young, and will never come back to life and talk to you!"

Sima Lu followed Fang Dui's words and thought about it, and tears fell instantly. Although she and her sister are not related by blood, they are better than sisters. So many days and nights together, cultivating together, eating together, sleeping together, and being punished by the master for making mistakes together, if the senior sister really went, what should she do?

Just when Sima Lu was crying more and more heartbroken, the more he thought about it, Cong Yu arrived.

It's not that he doesn't know that the weeping and wailing of those people in front of the spirit are all his own eyes, and among this group of people, Sima Lu's sincerity is particularly conspicuous and eye-catching.

"Miss Sima, ...... you" These days, Cong Yu found that in the huge palace, only he was really sad for Concubine De, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of pain. And seeing Sima Lu like this, his heart suddenly moved, both grateful and gratified.

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone fell to their knees, but Cong Yu walked straight to Sima Lu's side and whispered, "Miss Sima don't have to be sad, I think, Qingxue must be watching us in another world now, who is true and who is false, she understands!"

When the queen who was accompanying Cong Yu heard this, her face suddenly changed, and she didn't dare to attack, her face was black and white for a while, and the look of swallowing her anger fell in Sima Lu's eyes, which was indescribably ridiculous. Sima Lu was sad, and deliberately said to Cong Yu, "Your Majesty is right, Senior Sister must be watching us somewhere, maybe, she will also dream of those people who clap behind their backs, and ask them why they are doing this!"

Cong Yu smiled embarrassedly, even a three-year-old child understands the truth of people taking tea and cooling, and these days, many concubines have frequently come to him to show off, Cong Yu is very tired in his heart, he doesn't have to think about it, he knows what those women are doing behind his back.

"Dream, I really want to dream of her!" Cong Yu would imagine that Concubine De would enter his dream whenever he was alone, and he would complain to each other. Today is her first seventh, and they all say that they will return to their souls in seven days, and he will not go to anyone's palace tonight, Gonggong Ma has already arranged everything, Cong Yu wants to learn from Tang Xuanzong, and the ghost of Concubine De will be met at night!

After some tedious etiquette, it was late at night, everyone gradually dispersed, and Cong Yu also returned to the dormitory, drove everyone including Ma Gonggong out, and slowly closed his eyes in the obscure candle flame, waiting for the soul of his beloved to arrive.

Shi Wei has been in the palace for many years as a big stone, and it is the first time he has come to His Majesty's bedroom. He shrank in the corner like a ghost, and when he saw that Cong Yu was the only one left, he blew lightly, and a gust of wind suddenly rose in the dormitory, blowing out all the candles.

"Who?" Cong Yu could feel the change of light even when he closed his eyes, opened his eyes violently, and asked in a low voice. I have to say that he is not afraid in his heart, but when he thinks that it is the soul of the person who shares the bed with him, he is not so afraid.

"Qingxue, is it you, is it really you who came to see me?" Cong Yu's voice trembled a little, and behind the yellow curtain, there seemed to be a figure shaking. Cong Yu couldn't help but walk over and rubbed his eyes vigorously, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the figure looked very similar to Li Qingxue. He staggered to take a closer look, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is separated from your yin and yang, she is already a ghost, and she can't stand the yang energy on your body, if your majesty is thinking about your concubine, don't come here. ”

After many days of grinding his ears and temples, Cong Yu could immediately hear that it was indeed Li Qingxue's voice, "Okay, okay, I can't get over!" He looked a little excited, "Qingxue, you, are you okay over there?" Cold or cold, afraid or not, what else do you need, I will definitely let someone burn it to you!"

"Your Majesty, the concubine is pitiful!"

The sound of sobbing and choking made Cong Yu's heart break, "Don't cry, don't cry, my heart will be broken by your crying." The figure behind the curtain turned around, revealing a side face, Cong Yu was convinced that he was really waiting for Li Qingxue's soul.

"Your Majesty, the concubines have something to ask for, I don't know if Your Majesty can agree. The other party spoke again, and Cong Yu nodded violently, "You say, even if you say, as long as I can do it, I will definitely agree!"

"Your Majesty, the concubines are meager and blessed, Your Majesty treats each other like cherishes, and the concubines are grateful, but they also fold the blessings of the concubines, so that the concubines will not be at peace in that world!" The woman's crying sounded again, and Cong Yu's heart was about to break.

"I just feel indebted to you, and I can't bear it, so I want to do something for you. Cong Yu was a little anxious, "What should I do so that you can live a peaceful life in that world?" The woman's voice said, "If Your Majesty really feels sorry for your concubines, then please ask Your Majesty to bury your concubines in the imperial mausoleum as soon as possible and bury them in peace!"

"But, but I just want to keep you for a few more days, just a few days, I really can't bear you!" There were rolling hot tears, and Cong Yu's heart was broken.