When she arrived at Yuqing Palace and saw the coffins placed inside, tears suddenly fell down without any warning. Her Hongli, whom she had raised for sixteen years, was now lying in the cold coffin, with
She is separated forever, and we will never see her again!
Tears fell like rain, but no amount of tears could express the sorrow in her heart. At this moment, at this moment, she really wanted to follow Hongli at all costs.
But she can't, she wants to live, find the person who killed Hongli alive, and cut him into pieces with thousands of knives!
Ling Ruo dragged her steps to the coffin and tried to push it open, but found that the lid of the coffin was nailed shut and she could not move it no matter how hard she pushed.
Hongshi, who was kneeling down, saw this and said hurriedly: "Mother, because Hongli was burned to death and died in a horrific manner, in order to avoid shocking Emperor Ama and the empress, I had people seal it when it was transported out of Fuzhou.
Lift the coffin lid."
Ling Ruo didn't even look at him, but just said: "I want to see Hongli one last time!"
Hongshi looked embarrassed, "But people over there in Fuzhou told me that it's unlucky to open the coffin lid again after it's been sealed, or..."
The next moment, Ling Ruo's voice suddenly turned cold and cold, "I said that I wanted to see Hongli one last time. Didn't you hear clearly?"
Hongshi didn't speak, but just looked at Yinzhen, who sighed and said: "Since everyone is gone, what good luck can there be? Let's open the coffin. I also want to see Hongli one last time."
With Yinzhen's instructions, naturally no one would talk anymore. Soon, several long nails were pulled out, and half of the coffin lid was removed, revealing a burnt body inside that smelled of charcoal and burned beyond recognition.
Come.
"Hongli!" The grief that had been suppressed for the past month burst out at this moment. She leaned over and picked up the horrible charcoal-stinking corpse from the coffin, held it tightly in her arms and cried bitterly. This was hers.
Son, no matter what he becomes, he is still her son!
The entire Yuqing Palace resounded with Ling Ruo's sad and desperate cries. For parents in the world, nothing is more painful than losing a child.
If possible, she would give everything, including her own life, in exchange for Hongli's rebirth; but no, death is death, and no matter what she does, Hongli cannot be revived.
Being able to have a son, Hongli, was the greatest blessing given to her by God; but being born into a royal family was Hongli's greatest misfortune. If there was an afterlife, she hoped that Hongli could be reincarnated into an ordinary family and live out his life in peace.
Yinzhen stood by silently until Ling Ruo couldn't cry anymore, then he comforted him with choked sobs: "Ruo'er, the matter has come to this, don't be too sad. I believe Hongli doesn't want to see you like this.
Listen to me and let go, okay?"
Ling Ruo didn't say anything, she just held Hongli's body and shook her head. She didn't want to let go, not for the rest of her life!
Seeing that Ling Ruo refused to listen to him, Yinzhen forcefully grabbed her hand away, while Su Peisheng quickly picked up the body and placed it in the coffin.
The empty feeling in her hand made Ling Ruo panic and scared, and she struggled desperately: "Let go, let me go, let me go!" Seeing that Yinzhen refused to let go, she actually lowered her head and bit the back of Yinzhen's hand in full view of everyone.
Go up and bite hard.
Her move frightened everyone. He was the emperor. Did Concubine Xi hurt the emperor's dragon body like this? Didn't she want to die?
The severe pain coming from the back of his hand made Yinzhen frown, but he still refused to let go of Ling Ruo's hand. He didn't let go, and Ling Ruo's teeth didn't loosen either. His eyes were like ghosts, staring emotionlessly.
Yinzhen, and the blood, along her teeth, slowly dripped from Yinzhen's wrist.
"Mother, let go! Let go!" Su Peisheng was the first to react. As he spoke, he was about to let someone pull Ling Ruo away, but was stopped by Yinzhen. Also stopped was Hong, who had already stood up and was about to come over.
hour.
Lowering his head, he looked into those cold and charming eyes with endless sorrow, "Even if you bite off my flesh piece by piece, I will not let go. Ruo'er, Hongli will never live again after he dies.
You have to leave eventually, you can’t force it!”
After a long time, Ling Ruo finally slowly let go of her teeth, and there were already a few bleeding teeth marks on Yinzhen's wrist. Su Peisheng's eyelids jumped when he saw it, and he quickly ordered someone to call the imperial doctor.
"Do you know what your saying, 'What should go will eventually go' means to me?" This was the first time Ling Ruo took the initiative to talk to Yinzhen after the big quarrel in Yangxin Hall, but she was full of sadness.
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Yinzhen said hoarsely: "I know, so no matter what you do, I won't blame you."
At this time, Nala also arrived, saluting to Yinzhen with red eyes, "As soon as I heard that the coffin of Brother Si was brought back, I rushed over immediately and asked the emperor to express his condolences." At this point, she looked at
When he saw Yinzhen's injured wrist, he exclaimed: "Why is the emperor injured? What happened? Where is the imperial doctor? Why don't you see the imperial doctor?"
Su Peisheng hurriedly said: "I have sent someone to send the imperial doctor, and he should arrive soon!"
Although Su Peisheng did not answer her first question, Nala noticed a trace of blood on Ling Ruo's lips, and immediately lowered her face and said: "Concubine Xi, but you hurt the emperor?"
Seeing that Ling Ruo acquiesced to his words, Na La's voice was a bit harsher than before, "I know that you are very sad because of the death of Fourth Brother, and you even made a fuss in Yangxin Hall, blaming the emperor for sending Hongli to Fuzhou.
But no one expected that such a thing would happen. In terms of sadness, the emperor is no less sad than you. How could you blame the emperor for this? You also injured the emperor's dragon body. Do you know that this crime alone can make me guilty?
I’ll take your concubine’s position.”
Ling Ruo didn't say anything, but Yinzhen said with some displeasure: "The queen's words are too harsh. After all, Concubine Xi lost her son. It is understandable that she did something drastic in her grief. You should understand
That’s it.”
Seeing Yinzhen protecting Ling Ruo so openly, a faint cold light flashed across Nala's eyes, but he said in fear: "What the emperor said is exactly what the emperor said. I also criticized Concubine Xi harshly because I was worried about the emperor's dragon body.
In fact, Chen Concubine and others are very sad about the fourth elder brother, but the deceased is already gone, and no matter how sad the living are, they will not make the deceased reborn. Instead, they will indulge in the sadness and find it difficult to extricate themselves."
Nala's words made Yinzhen's face brighten a little, and he said: "In short, let this matter be settled, and no one is allowed to mention it again in the future."
Now that Yinzhen opened his mouth, naturally no one would object so blindly, and they all bowed their heads and agreed. Only Ling Ruo remained silent and just stared at the closed coffin.
After the imperial doctor arrived and bandaged Yinzhen's wound, Nala said: "The previous dynasty was busy with political affairs, so the emperor should go and do it first, as long as I have my concubines here."