"If the Eighth Prince went away at that time, no one in the General's Palace would welcome me." Du said.
"No matter how wronged he was by General Bulong's mansion, he always begged to see her."
"Follow me."
Du Yi turned pale and turned towards the palace gate.
Sang Zhi clenched his legs and fingers, where was he not allowed to be buried in Beili?
The people from Beili killed her and wanted to humiliate her with the will of Dong Qiu. Thinking of this, he turned around and walked in the direction from which he came. He drove her away...
The emperor... no matter how powerful the emperor is, he is obsessed with profit. He has long since lost his humanity!
"Eighth brother." Sang Yan came from the direction of the front hall.
Sang Zhi acted as if he hadn't heard anything and walked away quickly.
Sang Yan followed closely: "Where are you going, eighth brother?"
Sang stopped talking and his steps turned into running. He wished he could fly to the general's mansion in an instant.
Sang Yan chased after him, lifting his leg to pull Sang Zhi running: "Eighth brother."
"I let him go, and he begged to ask him why he didn't even let a child go, why he wasn't allowed to be buried in peace, why..." Sang Zhi struggled.
"Badi, let me calm down." Sang Yan restrained him with his legs: "I can't go now."
"Let him go."
"Eighth brother, if Ye Qianning's body is transported out of Beili, it will be good for her. I must not make a fuss."
"Is she good? He doesn't believe it."
"Do I want her to be buried in the imperial mausoleum as a princess?"
Sang Zhi, who was struggling, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Sang Yan, with doubts and questions in his eyes.
Sang Yan saw him calm down and let him go: "Father Huangdong's imperial edict was pushed back by Dean Chen and Qianjia's group. No emperor can tolerate such a thing. Father was so angry that he gave two choices.
Firstly, he refused to be buried in the imperial mausoleum as a princess, and secondly, he rejected the imperial edict and Ye Qianning’s body was not allowed to be buried in Beili. Dean Chen chose the latter.”
He was still very surprised, why would Dean Chen rather take the body out of Beili than let Ye Qianning be buried in the imperial mausoleum?
For them, it would be a great honor to have the crown prince buried in the imperial mausoleum.
Sang Zhi Calmly Donglai probably guessed what Dean Chen meant. If Ye Qianning made her own choice and she was not inferior to the royal family, she would probably choose Beili.
She longs for freedom and definitely doesn't want to be trapped in the imperial mausoleum...
"Eighth brother, I...do you know why my father suddenly wronged me for being so indulgent?" Sang Yan was full of doubts and hesitated for a while before asking.
"Ha." Sang Zhi sneered at this mistake.
"Eighth brother?"
"Third brother, he asked to go to the general's mansion." Sang Zhi looked indifferent.
Sang Yan wanted to say something to him again, but the man he met had already passed him and headed towards the palace gate.
The eighth brother can no longer deny the former eighth brother...
He clearly saw the coldness and alienation on his face, and he had really changed.
——
In half a month, the rumors in Kyoto City were stopped, and the story of Concubine Yuan Guifei and her family was spread in the streets. It turned out to be exciting, and more people felt that the voice of the people was putting pressure on the emperor.
The people who had been surrounding Fuyin Yamen were complacent for a moment, feeling that the emperor was more interested in public opinion.
The General's Mansion was kept bright all night, and people who were inconvenient to visit under the red sky flocked to the General's Mansion late at night.
Prince Changyang took the princess and Nan Xiang to the mansion to worship. Nan Xiang cried like a tearful person. Her best friend in the capital died after not seeing her for only a few months.
"Concubine, Fat Tuan is dead, why do you want to leave?" Nan Xiang cried.
"Pang Tuan's home is not in Beili. She begged to return to her hometown with Dean Chen."
