Shen Yi's Darkness and Depression

Chapter 563

The corners of the eaves are tied with white silk and silk flowers, the eaves and porch are covered with white gauze hanging ornaments, huge elegiac couplets hang on both sides of the hall door, and clusters of white chrysanthemums are piled up in front of the hall like a sea of ​​flowers, each of which expresses the sentimentality of farewell.

The founding characters carved out of ebony are placed in a sea of ​​white chrysanthemums, and under the white chrysanthemums are a whole row of burning incense burners. In front of the incense burners are nine golden mats, followed by 99 lotus futons.

White silk is paved with the stone steps of the road, and on both sides are court men in filial piety kneeling devoutly.

The Xuande Hall is decorated with a pure white scene like winter snow, implying the unity of all things, just like the original appearance of the painting paper.

The originally pale palace was now bathed in golden light by the afterglow, as if the heavenly court sprinkled golden light to welcome the immortals to heaven.

Mr. Xiang wore a cloak made of bird feathers, a golden crown on his head, and a golden bell in his hand, turning around the first emperor from left to right, chanting mantras in his mouth, and using a vase from time to time. The nectar stored in it is sprinkled on the ground.

"His Royal Highness, the old minister has tried his best." Master Xiang let out a long sigh of relief after completing a complicated set of moves.

"My lord, thank you for your hard work." Shen Yiyu knelt at the feet of the first emperor, watching everything silently, as if seeing himself many years later.

No one is born willing to be imprisoned, clinging to his throne and dynasty and getting old day after day.

Shen Yiyu believes that his father, the emperor, was once naive, suave, and obsessed with his own interests, but for the sake of imperial power, he must sacrifice something.

"Only after experiencing the trial of King Yama, can the first emperor fly into the sky and become an immortal." Master Xiang clasped his hands together very piously.

"Then...what else do I need to do?" Shen Yiyu asked back.

"Your Highness's blood is needed to help the late emperor become immortal." Mr. Xiang was very polite.

"Here~" Shen Yiyu showed his wrist and handed it to Mr. Xiang, then closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at the bright red.

Lord Xiang pierced Shen Yiyu's ring finger with a silver needle, and squeezed out eighteen drops of blood to nourish the late emperor's dry lips, "Your Highness, it's done."

"Hmm~" Shen Yiyu grinned in pain. He has been most afraid of pain since he was a child, and the smaller the wound, the more sensitive it is.

"Your Highness, the matter of ascension to the throne cannot be delayed, and the veteran will take care of it..." Mr. Xiang urged, he had already read the astrolabe, and wanted to urge him again, but before he could finish speaking, Shen Yiyu spoke.

"There's no rush, we'll talk about it after the late emperor's burial." Shen Yiyu wasn't fully prepared yet, and it was difficult for him to decide whether to go or stay.

"Your Highness, don't procrastinate...for fear of causing disaster." Mr. Xiang was loyal to the former emperor, and naturally hoped that he could be reused by the new emperor. Judging by his face and date of birth, everyone in front of him has the air of an emperor.

"Thank you for reminding me, Gu knows what's in his heart." Shen Yiyu put on a straight face, the former emperor hadn't been buried yet, how could he be so eager to ascend the throne, as if he had been coveting the throne for a long time and was impatiently looking forward to his father's death.

"His Royal Highness, the golden coffin is ready." Shen Yihuan hurried in. According to the Prime Minister's order, it is advisable for the former emperor to enter the coffin before the sun sets, otherwise the three souls and seven souls will not be able to resist the shock of the first night. It is fierce, and it is easy to find the way it has traveled.

"Wear jade armor and gold clothes, and enter the coffin to enjoy bliss." Mr. Xiang looked anxiously at the afterglow outside the window.

"Quick~" Shen Yiyu said while helping the late emperor to straighten his clothes. The coldness of his skin made him shiver. It was the first time he was so close to the corpse.

"Slow down, hold the late emperor's hair crown." Master Xiang looked at Shen Yiyu's clumsy behavior and was extremely worried.

"I'll come~" Shen Yihuan was not afraid at all, and directly put his hands on the neck of the first emperor, so that it would be easier for the crown prince and the prime minister to change his armor and golden clothes.

"Woo~" The first emperor suddenly exhaled a breath, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

"This~" Shen Yihuan was so frightened that he let go of his hand immediately, so that the head of the first emperor with the golden crown fell heavily on the bed.

"My father is still angry?" There was joy in Shen Yiyu's eyes.

"The prince misunderstood, the former emperor has long since lost his breath." Lord Xiang said bluntly.

"Is that just... a corpse fraud?" Shen Yiyu frowned again.

"No, no, the late emperor passed away peacefully, how could there be a theory of fraudulent corpse? It's just the breath that existed in the body before he died, it's better to exhale it, so as not to spoil the remains when he pays his respects." Mr. Xiang comforted.

"Then this blood... I fell out?" Shen Yihuan hurriedly wiped the bright red corners of the former emperor's mouth with a handkerchief, he was afraid that Shen Yiyu would feel uncomfortable after reading it.

"It should be the prince's blood. I dripped it in the mouth of the first emperor when I was doing the deed. It will help him to ascend as soon as possible." Mr. Xiang explained unhurriedly.

"The sun is about to set." Shen Yiyu looked out the window, reminding others that he didn't want to miss any steps that could help the late emperor to escape. Father is fine.

"Prince, I forgot to ask before, since it is said that the third brother has returned to the imperial capital, do you want the fourth brother to bring the princess back to visit his relatives?" Shen Yihuan guessed that the third prince already knew what happened in Tianfu City, but he didn't know why he didn't. That's all.

"As soon as you get married, bring the princess back to Dazhou, okay? Since the late emperor has already made the decision to send him to Jin Ge for marriage, everyone should continue to follow his wishes." Shen Yiyu said solemnly, he had already started Protect the first emperor everywhere.

"What the prince said is true." Shen Yihuan responded cautiously. "Prince, lord, please put the late emperor into the coffin immediately." Lord Xiang took a few steps back.

"Master Xiang, let's help together!" Shen Yihuan didn't understand why.

"Go...call a few more palace servants to help." Shen Yiyu issued orders with the attitude of a former emperor.

"No, you must have a real surname to lift up the first emperor, otherwise it will damage the destiny of the country." Mr. Xiang's request is the rules and regulations, so he has to listen.

Shen Yiyu and Shen Yihuan put all their strength into the golden coffin.

"Do you need a vigil tonight?" Shen Yihuan continued to ask.

"Brother, take a good rest. I suffered such a serious injury before, and it will take a year and a half to recover. I will just guard it by myself tonight." Shen Yiyu put the rare and rare treasures into the In the golden coffin, the late emperor was surrounded.

"I'm much better, let me come tonight." Shen Yihuan scrambled.

"Prince, let the prince stay in the Xuande Palace. You will work hard for the next few days. Get a good sleep today and recharge your batteries." Mr. Xiang is very considerate. Judging by his face, Shen Yihuan is healthier than Shen Yiyu a lot of.

"The prince should spend more time with the concubine, I see her complexion is very bad." Mr. Xiang persuaded.

"It's not enough to be angry with her!!!" Shen Yiyu pouted.

If you know people, face but not heart, it is difficult to get along with each other.

(End of this chapter)