Although Zhaorong could not see her mother, her body was escorted back to the palace by Haosheng.
When Jiang Huaiyang first heard the news, his eyebrows jumped and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Follow the eldest princess's etiquette and she will be buried in the imperial mausoleum."
This is the last bit of dignity given to her.
He had already expected this result.
So, white silk was erected in the majestic imperial city, and the new emperor rested for the day. On the road, white people came and went, all of them looked solemn and walked in a hurry.
When the letter reached Chang'an Palace, Ruan Yuyi was doing acupuncture. Suddenly, she was pricked by an acupuncture needle, and blood beads appeared on her fingertips.
The two prophecies Ruokong said to Zhao Rongxia at the Shenghe Temple last year suddenly echoed in her mind:
This child cannot be kept, for fear that it will bring disaster to the mother in the future.
Really good.
Mu Xiang nervously took out the handkerchief and plaster. She handled them silently, then raised her eyes carefully and glanced at her, "Eldest Princess, she——"
She shook her head slightly, "It goes without saying that Zhaorong will anger the Khitan people when she goes there with her pregnancy. She also had bad luck, but it happened to happen on the way."
He could have come back if he had given birth later, or if he had lost his body.
Ruan Yuyi didn't have much sense of reality about Zhao Rong's death. After all, she had met her not long ago, and in his impression, her crying and laughing were all so vivid.
She couldn't associate Zhao Rong with that word.
At this time, someone from the palace came to invite him, saying that he wanted to go to Zhaorong to pay his respects. Ruan Yuyi took off her pearls and went there dressed in plain clothes. Before leaving, she suddenly remembered the bracelet that Cheng Zhu gave to Zhaorong.
He also called Mu Xiang to fetch it.
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The coffin, which was painted smooth and shiny, was parked in the hall, and the white silk was fluttering in the wind, half-hiding the situation inside.
The palace people and concubines in the hall stood in a crowded place, but not a single cough or cry was heard, and it was so quiet that it felt a little lonely.
When she walked in, the servant was about to hammer in the first long nail. She raised her voice slightly and said, "Hold on. Put this on for the princess." Zhaorong accidentally lost the bracelet in the palace. After discovering it, he also
I must be thinking about you.
The green shark gauze handkerchief unfolded, revealing the jade bracelet inside. The broken parts of the bracelet were repaired with gold. The quality of the jade was not very good, and some lint could still be seen.
The palace man was startled and stepped forward to take it with both hands.
The coffin was very high, and from Ruan Yuyi's position, it was impossible to see the person inside. The palace attendant took out a slender forearm, held the owner's fingers, and put the bracelet in.
Dong Dong——
Dong dong dong——
The sound of hammering nails became the only sound in the hall. Zhaorong was born noble, but he lived alone. He didn't have any close friends. In addition, when he got angry, he would inevitably vent his anger on them, so at this time, he was actually helpless.
One person truly cried for her.
Those who put their heart into it can just squeeze out a few tears to show off.
Red face and white bones, pink and white skull.
The words Zhao Rong once said were meant to scare her, but now, she has become one of the bones under the Lin Palace in this fairy palace.
Thinking like this, Ruan Yuyi had no tears at first, but a sense of the impermanence of the world gripped her hard. The tip of her nose became sour and she burst into tears. In the eyes of others, she valued love and justice, and was soft-hearted, but little did they know,
What she was crying about was this woman who had died in battles throughout the history.
When will it be the first time——
Now that the tears were falling, she simply acted more seriously and took a handkerchief to wipe them away. Her eyes were red, but her lips were pale, and her shaky appearance was very pitiful.
A baby's cry broke the silence in the hall, followed by panicked footsteps and a woman's thin sobs.
The person who came was none other than Bai He.
She held the young man in her arms and cried for her Highness. No one in the palace stopped her. She handed the child in her arms to the coffin and said in a tearful voice, "Your Highness."
, take a look..."
She couldn't finish her sentence, but she was so choked that she couldn't speak.
The child closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide, crying and howling. Perhaps seeing that no one was paying attention, he gradually let out a sigh. He opened his still-unopened eyes, stared at one spot, and calmed down.
Ruan Yuyi saw that he tilted his head, as if he was looking at her, so she waved her hand to tease him.
The child may have seen something moving close in front of him, and was curious for a moment, so he stretched out his hand to grab it. Because Bai He was still standing some distance away from her, the child couldn't touch her, so he could only move his hands in vain.
At this time, the eunuch's voice came from outside, "The Queen Mother is here——"
The Queen Mother hurried in, not caring about the people who were saluting. She threw herself on the cold coffin, opened the gap between the coffin lid a few times, turned around and cursed, "You are a bunch of scumbags, who allowed you to nail it?"
The people in the palace held back their breaths, not daring to answer. They were all watching with their eyes, nose and heart, wishing they could disappear.
She stooped slightly and hit the ground with her cane, "It must be a lie!
"Okay, it's enough to bully the Ai family for having no children, but now they dare to use this matter to deceive the Ai family!
"You don't even have your head anymore?"
The new emperor is not present. Apart from the Queen Mother, Ruan Yuyi is the one who can speak the most.
She ordered everyone who had been maintaining the salute posture to stand up, and said to the Queen Mother again, "My condolences." Her voice was calm.
This "sorrow" sounded like there was some kind of witchcraft, and the Queen Mother immediately extinguished her arrogance, and something bright appeared in her muddy eyes.
She threw her cane aside, leaned down on the coffin, and began to cry hoarsely.
People will eventually grow old, no matter whether they are rich or poor, noble or humble, this is unavoidable. The Queen Mother seemed to be shorter than last time, with more silver threads on her head. She was lying on the coffin, her shoulders shaking.
, just like an ordinary old woman.
She was just Zhaorong's mother at this time, and the daughter she had loved for most of her life was gone. She couldn't believe it, and her heartache was unbearable.
The new nun who was accompanying the Queen Mother was afraid that the Queen Mother would break down from crying, so she tried to pull and persuade her.
Ruan Yuyi watched for a while and then motioned to the nanny to prepare a cup of tea. The nanny went off to work.
The Queen Mother cried for a long time before she recovered. She took the tea handed to her by her grandma, spent half an hour, and then passed it aside. She looked around, as if she was looking for someone.
Her eyes suddenly paused and she looked straight at the child in Bai He's hands, "Is he... that child?"
Bai He had seen her appearance just now, and was afraid that she would not be able to think clearly and transfer her hatred to the child, so he subconsciously backed away and replied, "My queen, that's right."
The Queen Mother saw this and did not argue with her. She stepped forward and reached out to take the child.
Bai He hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand.
This child is quite well-behaved, nestled in the arms of the Queen Mother, comfortable and undisturbed.
"Has Your Majesty given me a name?"
"Never."
The Queen Mother thought for a moment and said, "Then the Ai family will be the master, and for the time being it will be called you with the word "you"."