Princess Wen Yu's car drove northward along the official road. Four strong horses galloped at the fastest speed under the spur of the groom.
Even if the official road is flat, it is difficult to guarantee the riding experience at such a speed.
Wen Xiaotu was wearing a eunuch uniform, and the bumpy carriage made his butt hurt.
Jinshu also complained endlessly, "Mother, my father has always been strong and healthy, I think it will be fine..." - Jinshu never believed that his father would be injured by a prey and remain unconscious.
Wen Xiaotu grimaced in pain, "Anyway, let's get to Peiping as soon as possible."
Queen Xiao Wen had "occasionally caught wind and cold" and fell ill in Fengyi Palace. Now traveling north with Princess Wen Yu was Xiao Wenzi, the eunuch of Fengyi Palace.
Jinshu had no choice but to grit his teeth and suffer along with his own mother.
After riding fast for a whole day, they were halfway through the road to Peiping, but at the end of the day, the bones of the pampered couple were almost falling apart.
At dusk, I originally planned to stop and rest for a day at Huangzhuang along the way, but unexpectedly I met a messenger from Peiping.
Meeting a messenger was not a big deal at first, but this messenger was wearing a white cloth, which was clearly a sign of mourning.
Messengers are official servants of the imperial court. Apart from their parents and close relatives, they can only wear mourning for the king who is the "father of the world".
In an instant, Wen Xiaotu, Jin Shu and his daughter turned pale.
The messenger got off his horse and handed over the urgent letter that was six hundred miles away, "See you, princess! His Royal Highness has personally written an urgent letter. His Majesty has passed away!"
Wen Xiaotu, who was standing next to Jin Shu and wearing a eunuch uniform, stepped forward and grabbed the letter. He didn't care about the role he was playing now and tore the letter open. He saw that it was really Jing Jun's handwriting.
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"The emperor's injury worsened and he... passed away late last night..." Wen Xiaotu's eyes were still in disbelief, "How could it happen so soon?"
It was obvious that what she saw before was still winter... She had obviously sent antibiotics, but why was it earlier?!
Wen Xiaotu's hand trembled, and the letter paper in his hand fell to the ground.
Jin Shu quickly picked it up, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but turn pale in astonishment, "Father... this is impossible!" Jin Shu's eyes suddenly turned red, and her tears began to fall. She was like a child, "Wow"
Cried out, "Father!!"
Wen Xiaotu quickly hugged Jin Shu tightly in his arms, "Don't be afraid, change your clothes first, and then set off immediately!"
I couldn't care less about rest now, I had to rush to Peking immediately.
Wen Xiaotu always felt that something was wrong. It all happened too quickly and too suddenly! The emperor was in danger in the hunting ground very unexpectedly, so it was even more unexpected that he was unconscious. What was even more wrong was... with the emperor's physical fitness, plus those medicines,
How could it be possible that I couldn't hold on anymore so quickly?
It's impossible that Jing Jun is tired of being the prince and can't wait any longer, right?
But with the emperor's ability to read minds and his ability to control the city, there was no way his son could plot against him!
Moreover, Wen Xiaotu did not believe that his child would be the kind of person who would murder his father!
Perhaps, all the answers can only be revealed by going to Peking.
Jin Shu cried and ordered, "Hitch the carriage! Hurry up and go to Beiping Palace immediately!"
After such a starry night journey, the mother and daughter finally arrived at the North Parallel Palace at dawn. At this moment, the people in the palace were already in silence, and even monks had entered the palace and were preparing for the salvation ceremony.
In the Daming Palace, the mourning hall has been laid out. In front of each huge word "Die", there is also the huge gloomy wooden coffin that stands in front of you——
When Jin Shu saw this scene, he fell to the ground, crying and howling, and threw himself in front of the coffin. Wen Xiaotu stood in front of the strange and cold coffin, feeling in a trance.
At this moment, she was still wearing the eunuch's uniform and white silk, standing in the middle of the mourning hall as if she were petrified.
Prince Jingjun was already dressed in filial piety. He quickly walked up to Wen Xiaotu and whispered: "Mother, why are you here, and -"
Wen Xiaotu rubbed the center of his eyebrows and whispered: "You stand back and open the coffin."
Jing Jun was stunned, and then hurriedly whispered: "My father was seriously scratched by a black bear, and even his face was damaged, and it also worsened and festered. Mother, I still don't want to see him."
When Wen Xiaotu heard this, she was stunned. She wanted to see the person in the coffin, just to say goodbye, but she didn't expect to hear such words. It was cold in the north, how could it fester so quickly?
Wen Xiaotu's eyes widened and he looked at his biological son. His sad face... was obviously different from Jin Shu's! This kid, Jin Shu, was already crying profusely. It was unusual for him, but this boy... could still be orderly.
Make funeral arrangements...
Wen Xiaotu couldn't help but feel suspicious. Without saying a word, she reached out and touched her son's forehead. In an instant, scenes from the "past" appeared in front of her eyes - although they were only a few short scenes, she could clearly see them.
The emperor's leg was dripping with blood, and it looked like he was seriously injured, but it was only this one injury! It was obviously nonsense to say that his face was damaged!
Jing Jun lowered his head and whispered: "I would like to ask my mother to go to the back to rest for a while. My son plans to carry the coffin back to Beijing tomorrow."
Wen Xiaotu gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll go to the back hall. After you finish handling the matter at hand, come and explain it to me." After saying that, Wen Xiaotu stepped forward and picked up Jin who was crying.
book, and forcibly dragged her away.
It wasn't until he went to the back hall and there was no one else around him that Wen Xiaotu scolded: "Stop crying, your father is not dead!!"
Jinshu choked up from crying, her eyes almost popped out, "What, what did you say?!" She couldn't help but hiccup.
Wen Xiaotu rubbed his eyebrows and said, "The person lying in the coffin is not your father."
Jin Shu had a look of surprise on his face: "You mean, my father did not die! Where are my father's people?"
Wen Xiaotu said firmly: "Wait a minute, I'll ask that good brother of yours!" I also want to know where the Dog Emperor is hiding? What does it mean to make such a fuss?!
First of all, she can be sure that Jing Jun is definitely an insider and a participant in this matter!!
Jin Shu nodded in confusion, "Why would you tell such a big lie about this kind of thing, little brother?" As he said that, Jin Shu's face turned pale, "Could it be that little brother usurped the throne?"
Wen Xiaotu drew a line, "Don't think so wildly!" Your father is not that useless!
Jin Shu became more and more uneasy, "But, but, I clearly heard that my stinky brother prevented you from opening the coffin!"
Wen Xiaotu could only say calmly: "Don't be impatient!"
At this moment, there were two knocks on the door of the inner hall, "Queen Mother, Second Sister, I'm coming in."
Jin Shu's heart trembled, but don't let father and son fight... Even if the stinky younger brother wants to be the emperor, he can't treat his father like this! No, no, no, no, there must be something wrong!
Jing Jun walked in quickly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Xuan Yiwei secretly revealed this morning that his mother disguised herself as a eunuch and came north with her second sister. She had no choice but to advance the plan. Fortunately, it was advanced in advance.
If you make arrangements in advance, you won't get into trouble.
However, the Queen Mother might have seen the clues.
Wen Xiaotu's face was serious: "Speaking of which, where is your father?!"
Jing Jun thought to himself that he was sure that his father was still alive...
