Shen Yi's Darkness and Depression

Chapter 562 Confinement

Smoke was lingering in front of the Yongyan Hall, and those who didn't know thought it was the fallen leaves. Yun Wan took a closer look and found that there were many incense burners, large and small, on the ground, and the faint incense was burning quietly among them.

Concubine Xuan Gui didn't know what rumors she had heard, saying that burning incense devoutly could break the omen of disasters caused by scattered Buddhist beads. She wanted to chant scriptures to pray for the emperor, but who knew that she scattered the magic weapon bestowed by the emperor. Not all collected.

"Hello Concubine Xuan Gui~" Yun Wan timidly entered the hall.

"This palace is not good at all." Concubine Xuan Gui was blowing hot tea, "Why did you come to see this palace in filial piety?"

"I..." Seeing Shen Yihan blinking at her, Yun Wan dared not speak further.

"Why? Keeping filial piety for Concubine Jing?" Concubine Xuan sneered, "Heh~ You really have a heart! Are you openly provoking me?"

"Imperial concubine, I don't intend to offend you." Yun Wan dared not speak any more.

"Why would you be posthumously named empress after she dies? You will have to imprison me in the palace even if you die. You are so loyal to her!" Concubine Xuan was dizzy with anger, and her shrewd temper became Very confused.

"The imperial concubine has misunderstood the little girl." Yun Wan is very innocent, she is not familiar with the concubine Jing at all, especially Shen Yixuan likes to make things out of nothing, she wishes to stay away from the mother and daughter.

"Sister Wan, change the filial piety clothes." Shen Yihan came to Yun Wan's side and whispered, "Thank you for your cooperation, my mother and concubine don't know about the father."

"But..." Yun Wan understands human nature too well, and understands the priorities. Although Shen Yihan and Murong Jingyu don't want their loved ones to feel grief, the national funeral is a fact, how can they hide it?
"Why does Han'er care so much? She is willing to be filial to the empress, that is her freedom." Concubine Xuan said with a faint smile, "Guan'er, if Concubine Jing entrusts you with a dream, remember to say hello on behalf of the palace."

"Long Yu Bintian, I hope that the imperial concubine's concubine's day will be mourned!!!" Yun Guan ignored Shen Yihan's obstruction, and knelt down to report.

"What?" Concubine Xuan didn't hold the teacup in her hand, and the hot tea instantly soaked her thin dress, "It's hot~ so hot~"

"Is mother concubine okay???" Shen Yihan was so frightened that she quickly wiped her concubine mother with a handkerchief.

"What she said is the truth??? Your father..." Concubine Xuan didn't care about her wet dress, or whether her skin was burned.

"Mother Concubine, you have been angry about Concubine Jing, but I dare not tell you." Shen Yihan began to cry.

"Can it be the same? What is Concubine Jing? Mother and concubine are just nagging, but about your father...that's a big deal, why don't you tell me what Han'er thinks?" Xuan The imperial concubine helped Shen Yihan wipe away her tears, while comforting her, "Okay, okay, don't cry, Han'er's body is critical, she should have confinement, and it would be even worse if she was sad."

"Mother Concubine, the child is also... I'm afraid you will be sad." Shen Yihan choked, she didn't hide it on purpose, but as soon as she saw her mother concubine, she began to complain about Jing Concubine's words and deeds and her passing away. Things.

"I understand that your father's illness can't be cured. The most important thing now is that Han'er and Jiu'er are safe and healthy, and the mother and concubine are content." When the beads were scattered all over the ground, she knew it was not a good omen, but she didn't expect the emperor to leave in such a hurry.

"Mother Concubine, you don't need to pretend to be strong in front of your child, just cry if you want." Shen Yihan held Concubine Xuan's cheek with great concern.

"In matters of life and death, there is a difference between yin and yang, and crying can't solve the problem." Concubine Xuan pressed Shen Yihan's head on her shoulder, "Han'er stay in Yongyan Hall to accompany mother and concubine at night."

"Well... it just so happened that the Murong Mansion ran out of water yesterday, and I will return to the mansion after the repairs are completed." Shen Yihan was also worried about leaving Concubine Xuan alone.

"Why did it catch fire? Is Han'er injured?" Concubine Xuan took Shen Yihan to sit down and checked carefully. She was most worried that her daughter would be injured.

"There was an open fire in the backyard. The fire was not big. Fortunately, it was extinguished in time. According to the servants, it was ignited by the sky lantern." Shen Yihan tried hard to control his emotions, but the tears were bursting, and they were overflowing uncontrollably orbital.

"I saw the group of praying sky lanterns last night, and I was wondering if there would be any danger." Concubine Xuan asked her servants to find a praying sky lantern, and she also wanted to pray for the emperor.

But the lamp couldn't be raised for some reason, even if the lamp oil was changed and re-ignited, it didn't help. After trying several times, Concubine Xuan lost interest and gave up.

"The lamp is...?" Shen Yihan was puzzled, she didn't go to put out the fire because she was afraid of catching the cold, and she didn't see the night sky vision of the crowds of praying lanterns.

"Give it to your father... the late emperor to pray for blessings." Concubine Xuan was very calm, she had gone through too many storms, she had already gone through hundreds of battles, grief would not be able to defeat her at all, only jealousy was the cause.

"Sister Han, if there is anything you need in the house, let me fetch it!" Yun Wan's kneeling legs were numb, so she took the initiative to intervene.

"Guan'er, get up, I misunderstood you just now." Xuan Guifei rarely apologized, "Guan'er has worked hard to keep filial piety for the late emperor."

"It is the greatest honor of the Duanmu clan to contribute to the former emperor's governance." Yun Wan stood up with all her strength.

"Has the will been announced?" Concubine Xuan Gui remembered the most important thing she cared about.

"Announce it!" Shen Yihan didn't hear it with his own ears.

"It seems that there is some doubt. I just heard that His Royal Highness ordered the Zong Baifu to investigate the will." Yun Wan answered truthfully.

"Why are you so confused?" Shen Yihan had long forgotten who was enthroned.

"I didn't mention it, I just said that the third prince will return as soon as possible." Yun Wan still missed Shen Yishuo's whereabouts from the bottom of her heart.

"You want Shuo'er to return as soon as possible? Could it be Yu'er?" Concubine Xuan Gui's face was serious.

"Father Huangli Yu'er said when he was the crown prince that the crown prince will not change, and the mother and concubine don't need to worry about things that keep their promises." After Shen Yihan finished speaking, she regretted it. She shouldn't have said that in front of Yun Wan, " Don't worry, sister, I'm just stating the truth, everyone knows that my father loves Yu'er, I don't mean that Shuo'er is not qualified."

"Sister Han doesn't need to explain. The establishment of the crown prince is the establishment of the crown prince. I don't think the matter of the will should have anything to do with the third prince." Yun Wan nodded resolutely.

If Yunwan were to choose the mansion where she lives, she would definitely like Shuoyi Palace more than Tianfu City. Whether it is the resplendent Xuande Hall or the majestic Yongyan Hall, they are not as real and lovely as the vivid landscapes and vegetation in the Third Prince's Mansion .

Even if she can't marry into the palace, she doesn't like Tianfu City, and the moment she enters the palace, she will be greeted with the sadness of fate.

Watching the sunset outside the city is just too beautiful, but watching the sunset inside the city can only lament the short afterglow.

The setting sun shines on Xuande, and the mist is also disturbing.

(End of this chapter)