Seventy-nine death knells, one after another, echoed in the palace, floated into the sky, and spread in all directions.
All the palace lanterns in the palace were put away and replaced with white palace lanterns. White flags were hung in the east palace, and the palace servants changed into plain clothes.
Zhao Xiyan's dress was soaked by the rain. Moreover, the red imperial concubine's dress she was wearing before was not suitable at this time, so she had to quickly change into plain clothes.
She apologized to Queen Su, went to a wing room, and put on the plain clothes that Hosta had found in a hurry.
"Where did this plain clothes come from?" Zhao Xiyan asked the hosta in a low voice.
The hosta replied quietly: "I went to Concubine Su and borrowed a plain dress." Then, she sighed in a low voice: "Concubine Su cried her heart out. When I went, Concubine Su had already fainted from crying twice.
Already."
Zhao Xiyan was speechless and silent.
No one knows the pain of losing a loved one better than her.
Su Huan was not a smart person and had many small thoughts. But her affection for the prince was true. Su Huan did not know how painful it was when the prince died.
In just a short moment, Murong Shen's eyes full of ambition were illuminated, as well as Murong Yao's gloomy and cold face.
…
Su Huan was determined to die for love, and he used all his strength in this collision. His forehead was almost broken by the collision. Before he could die, he opened his eyes and smiled at Zhao Xiyan.
Murong Yao's eyes were as cold as a pool of water, and his lips moved: "Shut up! Kneel here and wait for the emperor's resignation!"
Listening to the wailing coming from the East Palace, Murong Shen suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Father, the third sister has caused a big disaster. The emperor will never spare her, she will only die. We, the Murong family, will also be implicated by her."
.What should we do? Just sit back and wait for death?"
"It's not good! Concubine Su committed suicide by crashing into the coffin!"
Murong Shen did not dodge, and looked at his father in a stalemate.
The light rain turned into heavy rain, constantly hitting the soft armor on his body. The rainwater slid down his face.
Zhao Xiyan was startled and turned her head suddenly.
Murong Shen didn't reach out to wipe away the rainwater, he just knelt upright.
Boom!
The candles in the mourning hall were lit all night.
The cold rain could not extinguish the fire in Murong Yao's heart.
Murong Yao stared at Murong Shen fiercely, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Shut up!"
Zhao Xiyan silently stayed by Queen Su's side.
Muzhi's heart was beating wildly, and she whispered urgently: "I'll wait for the queen to have a rest. Concubine Su will have a concubine here."
Only those who are immersed in pain and tears understand what it feels like to have someone around you who you can rely on.
That night, no one slept peacefully inside or outside the palace.
From beginning to end, Zhao Xiyan barely spoke. Queen Su cried bitterly, and Zhao Xiyan silently wiped Queen Su's tears. Queen Su fainted from crying, and Zhao Xiyan still waited silently.
"Don't save me." Su Huan spat out three words intermittently and stared at Zhao Xiyan with his last strength: "Let me go with my cousin."
That night, Zhao Xiyan accompanied Queen Su to stay in the mourning hall.
"You live well," Zhao Xiyan held Su Huan's hand, her voice choked with sobs: "The prince definitely doesn't want to see you like this."
Murong Shen did not shut up and turned around to look over: "The emperor is so angry that he wants to kill the entire Murong family. How can he kill even his father?"
Zhao Xiyan whispered: "You and I will help the queen rest together."
"The empress was so sad that she fainted." Muzi cried intermittently all night long. Her voice was so hoarse that she managed to squeeze out a few words: "I will help the empress to have a rest."
Boom!
It was as if something exploded instantly.
Murong Yao and Murong Shen, who had been kneeling outside the East Palace all day and half the night, seemed to have been forgotten by everyone. Even though so many people were coming in and out of the East Palace, no one took a second look at their father and son.
Everyone was in the mourning hall, and their father and son were kneeling outside the East Palace. It was raining heavily. They seemed to be isolated in a world.
Zhao Xiyan nodded and called a palace attendant over. After Muzhi and the palace attendant helped Queen Su leave, Zhao Xiyan quickly went to the mourning hall.
Tears quickly rushed out of his eyes.
This smile is uglier than crying and heartbreaking.
"Come quickly, go and announce the imperial physician. No one can touch Concubine Su, wait for the imperial physician to come." Zhao Xiyan ordered sternly. The stunned palace officials immediately accepted the order and quickly ran out of the mourning hall to announce the imperial physician.
In Muzhi's eyes, apart from Queen Su, only Zhao Xiyan in front of her was trustworthy.
This was not the time to feel sorry for Su Huan. Zhao Xiyan calmed down and whispered: "Let's go! I will guard the Queen."
Even though Muzhi was filled with grief, she couldn't help but look up at Zhao Xiyan.
The two of them supported Queen Su and walked a few steps when they suddenly heard a dull loud noise coming from behind.
It rained heavily in the middle of the night and didn't stop until the third watch.
A bolt of lightning struck down, and a gap appeared in the gloomy sky.
Zhao Xiyan's mind flashed back to the scene where Xu Jing was killed by random arrows in her previous life. At that time, she was in unbearable pain and just wanted to go to the underworld with Xu Jing.
All the ministers were kneeling in the mourning hall. Queen Su was the crown prince's mother, and Su Huan was the crown prince's concubine. It was fine if they refused to leave the mourning hall. As the prince's sister-in-law, Zhao Xiyan's status was actually a bit embarrassing. However, Xu Jingyuan was in Qinghe County.
, she had to stay here instead of Xu Jing and see the prince off for the last time.
The mourning hall in the East Palace was set up within an hour.
Queen Su cried in the mourning hall all night, and at dawn she finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell softly. Muzhi was busy holding Queen Su's left side, while Zhao Xiyan held Queen Su's right arm.
Su Huan, who was dressed in white, fainted from crying and fell to the ground. He was woken up by the palace servants around him and continued to cry.
In front of the prince's coffin, a white figure lay. It was the prince's concubine Su Huan. The splatter of blood on the coffin was shocking.
The palace servants and servants who surrounded Su Huan stepped aside one after another. Zhao Xiyan knelt down and looked at Su Huan's bloody forehead.
Zhao Xiyan's nose felt sour and her eyes were red: "Just wait a minute, the imperial doctor will be here soon."
The prince's body was carried into a coffin made of ebony wood. Empress Su fell on the coffin, her eyes swollen and her voice hoarse from crying.
There were countless beauties in the palace, but only a few of them were of real quality. Muzhi never noticed them. The only female concubines in the East Palace were Su Huan and Murong Yan. Murong Yan poisoned the prince and killed him, and was imprisoned in the sky prison.
Li Su Huan has hit the coffin again.
Everyone was shocked by this scene, and no one said a word for a moment.
"In this world, the person who loves the prince the most is you. If you leave, who will always remember the prince in the future?"
"So, you must live well. Live for a long time with the prince's share. If you always remember him, he will always live in your heart."
Tears filled Su Huan's eyes.
My heart felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer and turned into powder. I even lost the strength to bear the pain.
