When the queen asked people to carry the food box to see Cong Yu, the duck soup was already cold. Ma Gonggong knew that the cat was greasy inside, so he hurriedly took the food box, went to heat it in person, and served it to Cong Yu.

"There is Queen Lao, Concubine De has passed away, I am heartbroken, and I have no appetite, I was thinking about this taste, but I didn't expect the queen to have a heart with me, and I sent it in person. "I haven't seen my wife for a long time, and Cong Yu feels a little guilty in his heart. The queen said with a humble heart, "Why should Your Majesty be so polite to your concubines, as a queen, it is the concubine's job to rule the six palaces, and taking care of Your Majesty is what the concubines should do." Taste it while it's hot, has the concubine's craftsmanship regressed?"

Cong Yu scooped up a spoonful of clear and translucent but mellow old duck soup and sent it to his mouth, the familiar taste and the warmth of the soup made him feel great satisfaction in an instant, "Okay, good, the queen's craftsmanship is better than before, come, the queen and I drink together!"

The husband and wife have not been so close for a long time, the queen is not a hard-hearted person, seeing Cong Yu looking haggard because of the appearance of Concubine De, she couldn't help but soften her heart and comforted, "The deceased is gone, although Your Majesty is sad, you should also take care of your body." Concubine De and her concubines respect Your Majesty in general, and if she wants to come under Jiuquan, she doesn't want to see His Majesty now, she will be sad!"

Whether it was the princes and ministers, or the harem concubines, when they looked at Cong Yu, they only trembled and said "Your Majesty, please mourn", and even Fang Duan and the others didn't dare to say half a word, for fear of annoying him. The queen's thoughtful words immediately hooked up the grief that Cong Yu had hidden in his heart, he held the queen's hand and said emotionally, "After all, you know my mind best!"

After the death of Concubine Degui, the concubines in the palace breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking about how to win the favor of His Majesty, but when he was on the rise, His Majesty stayed in the queen's palace for three consecutive days. The queen was proud, but she also did not forget the benefits of the imperial concubine, and under the queen's soft words, on the fourth day, Cong Yu went to see the imperial concubine.

"Your Majesty, why did you come to the concubine?"

When Cong Yu went, the imperial concubine was leaning on the couch by the window, flipping through a book of poems, and when she saw him coming, she panicked, the book in her hand fell to the ground, and a wisp of green silk on her sideburns also slipped down inadvertently.

There are many warblers and swallows in the palace, each with its own beauty and law. Some are charming, some are intense, and some are varied. The imperial concubine has always been as warm as water, but it is precisely because of this that Cong Yu rarely notices her. Today, for some reason, Cong Yu felt that he hadn't found out that the imperial concubine was so beautiful before?

"Why, aren't you happy to see me coming?" Cong Yu sat down on the couch, the tip of his nose was full of a woman's unique coquettish and sweet smell, and he was fascinated for a while. The imperial concubine gave a cup of rose dew that she often drinks, and said with a faint smile, "The concubine naturally starts, but this is also the grace of the queen's mother, early tomorrow morning, the concubine will thank the mother of Fengyi Palace!"

Compared with other women's coquettishness, the imperial concubine's reasoning made Cong Yu feel distressed for a while, "The queen's kindness is also negligent." You are in the imperial concubine, but you live such a lonely life. ”

Not to mention the location of the imperial concubine's palace, just to say that the furnishings in this house really do not match her identity. The imperial concubine smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are too distressed about your concubines, every thing in this house is personally appreciated by Your Majesty, and it is all grace, how can it be said that it is deserted?"

Cong Yu took her hand, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, "I haven't seen you for many days, I want to come to the imperial concubine and have a lot to say to me, why don't we lie down and talk slowly!"

There was a beautiful spring in the dormitory, even if the eyes of the other concubines were red with jealousy, they didn't dare to talk about anything behind their backs. After all, the imperial concubine is the queen's mother, they are the most noble women in this harem, who has the courage to provoke them?

Concubine De's funeral was carried out in an orderly manner, and Fang Duan privately revealed the inside story to the king of Zhenbei, and begged him to find a way to detain Li Qingxue's body. Cong Miao said, "This is not difficult, and King Miyamoto naturally has a way to do it." It's just that what are you going to do with that Dingshen?"

In the past few days, everyone has thought of a way to deal with Ding Shen. Several times Shi Wei took away a small piece of gravel, and the Ding Shen inside struggled desperately outward. It seems that until a safe solution is found, we cannot act rashly.

"The restoration of Kowloon Ding has only completed the first step, and we are working on the next step of restoration. Thinking about repairing the Nine Dragons Ding, this Ding God will no longer have nowhere to escape!" Fang Dui swore an oath as he spoke, but it was not until a catastrophe was slowly approaching them.

As the younger brother and sister of Concubine De, Fang Du and Sima Lu follow the rules to worship in front of Concubine De's spirit every morning and evening. And others, from time to time, also go over to worship and pretend.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is already the seventh day. Fang Du and others persuaded Cong Yu to bury Concubine De several times, but they were all refused. Shi Wei said, "I can't wait any longer, I am afraid that my body will rot if I wait any longer." Sima Lu's eyes were even more anxious, "Why is Senior Sister's life so bitter, we have obviously thought of a way, but we still can't save her." Senior Shi, you say, even if I am allowed to go up the sword mountain and down to the sea of fire, I will take this trip for my senior sister!"

Shi Wei said, "On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispered in the middle of the night. You've all heard the story of Yang Guifei, right?" everyone nodded, and Shi Wei continued, "After Yang Guifei died, the soul and Tang Xuanzong met and complained to each other. If Your Majesty is allowed to see Concubine De, let Concubine De herself say, you say, will Your Majesty agree to let Concubine De enter the earth as soon as possible?"

"That's it!" Fang Du felt that the seven-day resurrection was the best opportunity and the last deadline for them. Several people discussed, except for Shi Wei, they all went to the front of the spirit to go around, and Shi Wei saw the opportunity to act and persuaded Cong Yu!

In order to make her not so lonely behind her, Cong Yu gathered all the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace who were willing to recognize her as her godmother, and cried in front of the spirit.

Those palace maids and eunuchs didn't have time to find an opportunity to show their faces in front of His Majesty, and when they heard about this good errand, they immediately rushed up. There were two or three hundred people kneeling in front of the spirit, and the real crying and fake crying were added together, but there was some earth-shattering momentum!

Fang Duan and the others offered incense in front of the spirit and retreated to the side. When night fell, it was very lively in front of the spirit, but the mourning and crying of those people didn't know if it was for the deceased Concubine Degui or for the self who was trapped in the palace and couldn't extricate himself!