Congratulations on opening the coffin

It has been raining for three full days.

It has never stopped, as if lamenting and regretting the death of that person.

A low-key carriage drove up and stopped in front of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Mother Qin, who got the news, hurried out to greet her with an umbrella, thinking that no one would come today.

Holding her umbrella, she approached the car door and said respectfully, "Princess Six, the ground is slippery, please be careful when you get out of the car."

The slender bare hands lifted the curtain of the car, and the sixth princess, who always dressed herself exquisitely and beautifully, was dressed in plain white without makeup this time. When she looked at the mourning dress on the nanny, a look of pain flashed in her eyes .

The sixth princess asked with difficulty: "What's wrong with her?"

Who she is is self-evident.

Mammy sighed slightly: "Mother, Miss Shen, she has been guarding the mourning hall, neither eating nor drinking, no one can persuade her."

"How can this be done without eating or drinking? Even if she is hardcore, she can't stand it."

Hearing the urgent voice of the sixth princess, Mammy just shook her head and sighed, with tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. Upon closer inspection, Mammy was much older and haggard than when she was rescued from the execution ground before.

"Princess Six, let's go in first. It's raining heavily, don't get your skirt wet, and be careful not to catch a cold. My lord, if he knows that you came to see him, he will be very happy."

As Mammy spoke, she tilted her head secretly and wiped the corners of her eyes, but her choked voice had already betrayed her mood.

The sixth princess was also silent for a while, and went straight into the palace and walked towards the mourning hall.

"Miss Shen, the sixth princess is here."

Mammy was at the entrance of the mourning hall, reminding in a low voice, as if afraid of disturbing the people inside.

Without waiting for an answer, the sixth princess raised her foot, stepped over the high threshold, and walked straight in.

She took the incense herself, lit it, bowed three times towards the thick wooden coffin placed in the center of the mourning hall, inserted it into the incense burner, and then stood still in place without saying a word for a long time.

She didn't speak, and the person kneeling on the futon next to her didn't speak, the plain white linen made her figure thinner and thinner, but her back remained straight, she was a very strange and contradictory woman.

Most of the incense she lit had been burned, and the smoke was barely rising.

She finally said, "The one lying here is really King Jing?"

As soon as it came out, it was such a shocking question.

When she finished asking, her eyes were fixed on the man's face, but she was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see any expression, or in other words, even if there was nothing on her face, she might not be able to see anything Bar.

"To this day, I still can't believe that King Jing will rebel, betray the emperor, and be... killed by the emperor."

Shen Ruo, who hadn't spoken all this time, finally parted her lips lightly: "That's the truth, there's nothing you can't believe."

The sixth princess suddenly ran up to her, knelt down face to face with her, and stared fixedly into her eyes: "You must be hiding some kind of conspiracy, right? If King Jing rebelled against you, as an accomplice, why did the emperor let you go? No, it should be said, King Jing, why did he want to rebel? He and Brother Huang are like brothers, and their status is already below one person, above ten thousand people, what reason does he have to rebel?"

Shen Ruo lowered her eyes slightly, but just replied silently.

"What are you talking about? It's a shame that I trusted you so much before. I thought you must have some difficulties or some inside story. I didn't expect you to be so bold and dare to seek power and usurp the throne. I really...I really misjudged you !"

The sixth princess yelled, venting her complex emotions to her, but even so, Shen Ruo still didn't say a word, so angry that she stood up, glared at her several times, stomped her feet vigorously as if venting her anger, and left the mourning hall .

The nanny was waiting outside the door, and when she saw her coming out, she hurriedly opened an umbrella for her: "Princess Six, be careful not to get wet."

But the sixth princess angrily pushed her away: "No need, I'd rather get wet than receive the slightest favor from Prince Jing's Mansion."

Mammy wanted to catch up, but her legs and feet were inconvenient, so she took a step too late, sighed, turned and walked into the mourning hall.

"Miss Shen, the sixth princess is always outspoken. This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't take it to heart, and don't make yourself sick." Standing behind her, the nanny tried to persuade her.

Shen Ruo only nodded, but still did not speak.

Seeing her like this, Mammy felt very sad in her heart, that's good, why is the prince so stupid to do such irreparable wrong things.

Mammy couldn't help the soreness in her eyes, shed hot tears, and hurriedly wiped them away secretly, not daring to let Shen Ruo find out, lest she would add to her pain.

She turned around and wanted to leave here quickly, lest the longer she stayed, the more unable to control her emotions. Shen Ruo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped her: "Nurse."

"Hey! The old slave is here!"

In the past few days, Miss Shen just knelt in front of the mourning hall, neither eating nor talking. This was the first time she called her, and the mother couldn't help being a little excited for a while, "Miss is hungry, do you want to eat?"

Shen Ruo shook her head, her tone was as flat as before: "I just want to ask, how is Lin'er doing recently?"

When she told Lin'er the news, he was completely unwilling to accept it, and even wanted to open the coffin, but of course Shen Ruo stopped him, but he said some angry words and ran away.

Mammy was also there at the time, so she naturally heard those angry words, but she couldn't quite understand them.

She pursed her lips, tried to slow down her voice and said: "Don't worry, Madam, it's not a big problem for Xiao Shizi to be accompanied by Miss Zhu and the others. After a while, when he accepts this fact, he will be fine."

"Yeah." After listening, Shen Ruo nodded, indicating that she understood.

At this time, Hongyu came over and told softly: "Miss Shen, it's time for the funeral, and the imperial court has sent someone to take the prince into the imperial mausoleum."

It was supposed to be a seven-day vigil, but the imperial court didn't seem to want to go through so much trouble for the former traitor. Everything was kept simple and fast. Only Miss Shen kept the vigil alone, and no one mourned during the period. It's so embarrassing for the king to end up in such a miserable state.

Shen Ruo stood up from the futon. It seemed that she had been kneeling for too long, her legs were completely numb. When she got up, she almost fell back again. Fortunately, Hongyu was quick to support her, and helped her to the side of the mourning hall .

I just watched the twelve strong men come to the coffin and tie it up with hemp rope. Just as they were about to lift the coffin, a childish and cold voice suddenly came: "Wait!"

Kyrgyzstan?

Hearing this voice, Shen Ruo looked towards the door, and there was a flash of thunder, illuminating the little figure brightly, as if something was different.

It's her, and she can't tell for a while, who is the child in front of her?

He is still very young, only seven or eight years old. He is not as tall as an adult's waist, but he seems to have grown up overnight. Home.

"I want to burn a stick of incense for my father before his burial, is that okay?"

When he said this, he kept his eyes fixed on Shen Ruo.