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Chapter 663: Burial (1)

The mourning hall was held for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and everyone knelt for forty-nine days. All of them were so exhausted that they looked sallow and thin and looked extremely miserable.

Finally, on the day when Emperor Jianwen was buried, the sadness in everyone's hearts had almost dissipated, and they still had to force out expressions of sadness and pain on their faces.

The third prince was even more haggard and had not slept for several nights. His gentle and handsome face was full of darkness and his eyes were bloodshot. At first glance, he looked a little scary.

Everyone knows why the third prince is so haggard and gloomy.

On this day, Concubine Shu will be buried together!

How could the third prince endure such heart-wrenching pain?

At this time, the third prince wished that everyone would forget the last decree of Emperor Jianwen.

He will be the new emperor of Da Qi. Perhaps, the elders would not want to anger him head-on. They would simply "forget" the matter, leaving Concubine Shu alive.

The third prince's dream was soon shattered by the ruthless reality.

The first assistant of the Qi Dynasty, Mr. Lu Ge, and the second assistant Mr. Li Ge came forward together, cupped their hands and said: "Your Highness, today is the day when the late emperor was buried. It's time to ask Concubine Shu and Beauty Lianxiang to go underground to serve the late emperor.

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Those who are qualified to kneel in the mourning hall are all important officials of the court. At this time, everyone stood silently, and no one opened their mouths to advise Concubine Shu to save her life.

The third prince's heart felt cold and his body swayed.

Fortunately, Sheng Hong stood beside the third prince and helped him in time, which also prevented the third prince from falling down and making a fool of himself in public.

Before the third prince gave up completely, his eyes swept around everyone's faces. First they landed on the face of Yu Zhangyuan of the Hanlin Academy.

Yu Zhangyuan is nearly sixty years old this year. His hair and beard are all white, but he has a refined manner. As the father of Queen Yu, Yu Zhangyuan is not ostentatious and usually keeps a low profile.

Concubine Shu is also the daughter of the Yu family, and is the direct niece of Master Yu. At this time, if Master Yu is willing to open his mouth to plead for mercy, Queen Yu may be lenient and spare Concubine Shu's life.

"Master Yu," the third prince's voice trembled, with a little hope: "Concubine Shu has been in the palace for several years and has been serving her father peacefully. She has no merit but hard work..."

Chief Yu frowned and sighed helplessly: "All the veterans understand His Highness's wishes. However, this is the late Emperor's decree. Who dares to disobey it?"

Even the third prince himself would never dare to be known as disobedient and unfilial!

In this battle for the crown prince, the Yu family is already the biggest winner. How can we be willing to go through this muddy water at this time!

The third prince's heart sank, and he looked at his father-in-law, Xiao Shangshu.

Xiao Shangshu couldn't even think about opening his mouth: "The late Emperor still thought about Concubine Shu before his death, which shows the late Emperor's great love for the Empress. Today, the Empress has the honor to be buried and serve the late Emperor underground. Your Highness should be happy for the Empress."

For the Xiao family, as long as Xiao Yuhan can sit on the phoenix chair safely!

Whether Concubine Shu is dead or alive is not that important.

The third prince's face turned pale, and he placed his last hope on King Linjiang.

The Huainan Palace was in a state of collapse, and the Huainan King was lying on the bed like a living dead. Linjiang King seemed to have become the head of the royal family. During the fight for the heir apparent, Linjiang King also spared no effort to support the third prince.

King Linjiang knelt down for forty-nine days. He lost a lot of fat due to the torment, and his face was flabby. He spoke as directly as before: "Your Highness, this is the late emperor's decree. We don't have the courage to resist it."

If you don’t agree, your Highness, please go and beg the Queen, there may be a glimmer of hope.”

The third prince gritted his teeth, turned to Sheng Hong and said, "Seventh brother, please accompany me to see my mother."

The second prince didn't like to talk, but the fourth prince and the fifth prince were eager to see his excitement. When the critical moment came, only Sheng Hong was reliable and reliable.

Sheng Hong nodded slightly.

He did not pour cold water on the third prince. The matter was obvious. Concubine Shu's death was a foregone conclusion. The third prince went to ask Empress Yu, but it was of no avail.

The third prince insisted on going, so he just went with him.

Didn't Xie Mingxi say that the more fierce the fight between Queen Yu and her daughter and the third prince, the better it will be for them!



At this time, Concubine Shu was kneeling in the mourning hall wearing a white dress, her skinny cheeks no longer showing traces of her former beauty.

In front of her, there was a wooden plate with only a glass of wine on it. This glass of wine was filled with the finest Hedinghong, which would cause death if it entered the throat.

Concubine Shu stared at the poisonous wine in front of her, with complex emotions such as pain, regret, unwillingness and resentment flashing through her eyes.

She is not willing to give in!

Not willing to give in!

From the day she gave birth to the third prince, she knew that her son would become the Crown Prince of Qi and ascend the throne as the emperor. She, the biological mother, would also replace Queen Yu and become the most noble woman in the world, with power in the Sixth Palace...



She only guessed the first half.

Her son was indeed going to be the Emperor of Da Qi. But she was going to drink poisonous wine and die.

She is really unwilling!

Empress Yu, who was dressed plainly, was much thinner than before. Princess Changping supported Empress Yu, while Zhao Changqing supported Empress Yu's other arm.

Instead, Xiao Yuhan stepped back slightly and stood side by side with Yin Xiaoxiao and Xie Mingxi. Li Xiangru was invisibly squeezed out of the small group and stood further away.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Shu," Princess Changping said coldly, "It's time to hit the road."

Concubine Shu bit her lip hard, with flames of resentment in her eyes. She opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to see my son!"

What can I do if I see him? Does that useless and useless third prince still dare to disobey Emperor Jianwen’s decree?

A sarcastic sneer flashed in Princess Changping's eyes, and just as she was about to open her mouth, the figure of the third prince appeared at the door.

"Mother concubine!"

The third prince was heartbroken and cried out without emotion. Then, he quickly entered the mourning hall, knelt down in front of Queen Yu, and kowtowed three times: "I beg you, Queen Mother, to spare my life. In the future, I will definitely meet you."

Live a good life, be filial to your mother, and obey your mother's orders."

Boom, boom, boom!

After three muffled sounds, the third prince did not stop and continued to kowtow: "My son, I beg your mother to be my queen."

The tears that Concubine Shu had held back finally poured out.

Sheng Hong also quickly entered the mourning hall, and then the second prince, fourth prince, and fifth prince also walked in one after another. The third prince did not want his brothers to watch his excitement, but no one wanted to miss this scene.

Xie Mingxi and Sheng Hong looked at each other from afar.

Xie Mingxi raised an eyebrow and asked, and Sheng Hong shrugged helplessly.

The couple exchanged glances, and then looked at the third prince who was kneeling and kowtow.

To be honest, it is really miserable for the prince to do this job.

What's even worse is that Queen Yu didn't show any emotion at all. She just looked at the third prince who was kowtowing for mercy. It wasn't until the third prince's forehead was red and swollen that she opened her mouth and said, "Stop kowtowing."

"Even if you kneel here today and can't afford it, I can't agree to it."

"The matter of burial is your father's decree. I cannot change it. Otherwise, a hundred years later, how can I have the face to meet your father underground?"

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