Soon, the white cards were hung up and floating in every corner of the palace.
The sound of sad music brings sadness into people's hearts!
The auspicious time for Concubine Li to be buried is two hours later.
At this time, everyone in Jiaofang Palace gathered around Yage and cried together.
But Ya Ge looked at the poisoned wine on the table with a confused look on her face! "You all get out!" She said to everyone with a smile.
In her last moments, she wanted to go quietly!
"Master," Aunt Zhuang burst into tears.
Her eyes had just regained sight, and before she had time to share her joy with her niece, before she had time to see her clearly, she had to say goodbye forever.
She couldn't accept it, and she wouldn't be willing to die!
Song of Songs knows how she feels.
He shook her hand and shook his head to comfort her: "Don't be like this. In fact, you should be happy for me. I have been lonely all my life. Death, why isn't it a relief? You guys give me a ride, I am satisfied!"
"But..." Even so, how can everyone let it go?
"Everyone get out, this is my last order!"
Everyone couldn't help but listen, so they had to wipe their tears and come out!
Xuanyuan Yongling stayed in the imperial study room, his heart was in a mess!
The teacup in his hand had been crushed into pieces, and the porcelain pieces were deeply embedded in his flesh.
Blood was dripping down Gugu, but he didn't even notice it!
"Your Highness——" Fang Ji came in, followed by Li Hongshan who looked solemn!
"Your Highness, your hand..." Fang Ji was frightened and quickly stepped forward to snatch the fragments from his hand and clean his wounds.
Xuanyuan Yongling didn't even frown and let him take care of him!
Li Hongshan thought for a long time and finally said: "Your Highness, there are still two hours before Concubine Li has to..."
"Uncle, do you want to plead for her?" Xuanyuan Yongling grabbed the words and looked at him and asked with a half-smile!
Li Hongshan opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to speak.
Finally, I had to ask tentatively: "Your Highness, have you really decided?"
"Hasn't everything already happened? Why do you ask?" Xuanyuan Yongling replied to him noncommittally.