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When the time approaches, everyone is in place.

Paper money was burning in the hall, and the incense that the Queen Mother liked during her lifetime was smoked.

Eunuch Bingli announced the posthumous title of "Empress Dowager Xiao, Ci, Zhensu, Hui Duan Ruiren", which was agreed upon by the emperor and the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and she was buried in the same mausoleum with the late emperor.

Then he shouted loudly: "To express my condolences——"

Everyone began to cry loudly. I'm afraid that if I don't cry well enough, I'll be accused of being disrespectful.

The Emperor and the Sixth Prince both covered their faces with their sleeves, hiding their sad faces and falling tears.

Amid the mourning and crying, after a series of rituals were held in accordance with the rituals, the Queen Mother's body was enshrined in accordance with the rituals.

The Queen Mother in the coffin was dignified, kind, majestic, and lifelike, as if she was just sleeping.

The emperor and the sixth prince reluctantly held the coffin and wept silently. When the calculated auspicious time came, only the coffin lid was closed and could not be seen again.

In an instant, the mournful cries became louder, mixed with a few howls, and everyone tried their best to cry out the sad things that had been suppressed in this life.

Zhen Wanyi's voice is clear and clear, and the same is true when she cries. It is clear and melodious, making people feel sad.

Amidst such crying, Zhen Wanyi felt a dull pain in her abdomen and sweat broke out on her forehead. She held her stomach and looked at the emperor hesitantly. The emperor was looking at the coffin of the Queen Mother with a sad and solemn face, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Your Majesty," she whispered, praying that the Emperor could hear her voice amid the loud cries.

When Li Beichen heard Zhen Wanyi calling her, she looked around with alert eyes and asked absently, "Are you feeling well?"

Zhen Wanyi whispered, with tension and fear in her voice: "I have a stomachache."

She wished the emperor could turn around and comfort her with a gentle voice.

At this time, under the guidance of eunuch Bingli, the Queen Mother's coffin was carried to the funeral palace amidst mournful cries. It was at the most critical moment of the ceremony.

Li Beichen frowned slightly and gave a brief order, "Then just rest where you are and wait for me to come back."

Zhen Wanyi sweated even more on her head, and she said "Okay" in a low voice.

Time did not allow for delay. Li Beichen looked at Zhen Wanyi with concern, said "take care", winked at Liang Xiaobao, and then followed the honor guard escorting the coffin to the funeral palace.

A group of people dressed in sackcloth followed in an orderly manner.

Liang Xiaobao stayed and quickly assigned four young eunuchs to stay, and then went to find the envoy Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu arranged for the eunuch Fang to stay and look after Zhen Wanyi.

After everything was arranged, Liang Xiaobao left and hurried to Heshun Palace.

Xi Ronghua held her stomach and stared blankly at the people going away, suddenly feeling extremely scared.

A stream of heat surged out, "Imperial physician, imperial physician"

She was too frightened to speak.

Fang Yuan had a bad premonition when he was detained. Now his premonition was fulfilled and he suddenly panicked.

Pretending to be calm, she comforted Xi Ronghua, "My dear, don't panic, why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xi Ronghua said painfully: "My stomach hurts."

He immediately ordered the four young eunuchs, "Hurry up and help the empress to lie down in the small room. Don't move."

He turned around and ran in a panic to get the medicine box. As he ran, he subconsciously touched his head.

I sighed secretly, I have to find time to go to the temple to worship. I have been so unlucky recently.

The funeral palace was specially arranged near Cining Palace. Originally, there was a Su Changzai who lived there, but he was ordered to move out early in the morning and moved to the Chengfu Palace next door, where he lived with Xie Cai and Wei Yingxing.

It's strange today, the moonlight has disappeared and the stars have also disappeared. The ink-like darkness spread out, as if a monster opened its mouth.

White mourning paper lanterns were lit everywhere, and people walking in an orderly manner were all dressed in plain clothes.

The white paper lanterns flowed one after another, and the cries came and went. It was really miserable, like the cries of ghosts.

I don’t know which of these people are human and which are ghosts.

Only the sound of the monks reciting scriptures can soothe people's hearts a little.

Even Jiang Yuebai, who never believed in ghosts and gods, felt cold all over and his scalp was numb in this situation. I don’t understand at all why there is such a late-night burial ceremony. He stared at the emperor's back tightly, not daring to relax, and chanted the Buddha's name involuntarily in his heart.

I don’t know who made the move first. In short, the funeral procession suddenly became chaotic and fighting broke out everywhere.

The women in the harem and the wives of the court were in panic, pushing and trampling each other, screaming, shouting and crying mixed together.

Li Beichen had expected this to happen, and there were more than 20 people on three floors inside and three outside to protect him in the center.

Against the background of fighting and killing, in compliance with the holy will, the team carrying the coffin marched as usual, and the monks chanted sutras as usual.

The same goes for Li Beichen, walking with a normal gait.

The white cloth was stained with blood and was particularly dazzling. It was clear who was injured and where.

The most difficult thing is still not knowing who is the enemy and who is the companion, and there is also the constraint that the Queen Mother's coffin cannot be dropped to the ground midway, and the ritual cannot be interrupted.

We are very passive again.

A circle of rebels with knives surrounded the emperor. The three circles of guards around the emperor fought against these rebels.

Suddenly, four porcelain jars were thrown towards the emperor from different directions, and a section of fire line on them was ignited, blooming like mini fireworks.

No, what the enemy threw was firearms.

Jiang Yuebai was shocked. He grabbed Li Beichen's sleeve and shouted, "Your Majesty, run, there is a bomb!"

Almost at the same time, I heard the sound of arrows piercing the night sky.

It seems that the other party has made a comprehensive plan, which is to put the emperor to death.

In desperation, Jiang Yuebai instantly clicked on the system's loudspeaker effects, without having time to adjust various parameters, and imitated the Queen Mother's majestic voice and said angrily: "The traitor shall die!"

Then click on the auspicious natural landscape in an instant.

Everyone only heard the four angry words "Thieves shall die" coming from the air. The voice was a female voice, like Hong Zhongdalu, which was deafening because there were high walls on both sides. The echo was far away and seemed to be buzzing in the air. .

Then I saw the moon parting through the clouds, revealing half of the shining yellow moon, which illuminated the surrounding clouds with a warm orange light like amber. The sky was no longer pitch black, but a velvety indigo blue dotted with shining stars.

After several crisp crane calls, a group of white cranes flew up from the roof of the main hall of the funeral palace and flew towards them overhead.

Just when the rebels were dumbfounded and began to doubt their lives, our morale soared and we shouted, "The Queen Mother has appeared, the Queen Mother has appeared!"

The cry was loud all of a sudden.

However, the opponent sent out elite forces. Although they were already in disarray and their confidence in victory was shaken, they still instinctively tried their best to make a last-ditch effort. After all, if they dare to rebel, they are fighting against the sky and trying to win the upper hand.

The porcelain jar that was thrown over exploded the moment it hit the ground, and dozens of poisonous silver needles inside instantly flew away and pierced into the bodies of people within the explosion radius.

Just when Jiang Yuebai thought her life was about to be decided today, two guards stood in front of her with all their strength.

Jiang Yuebai and Li Beihong tacitly blocked the emperor.

"Mom, leave quickly." One of the guards shouted, vomiting blood, and a silver needle was stuck in his eyeball, but he still stood upright with the knife.

Before Jiang Yuebai had time to think about why the guards recognized him, he was dragged away from the place by Li Beichen, with Li Beihong following closely beside them.

The group of cranes that were chirping overhead suddenly swooped down and surrounded Jiang Yuebai, Li Beichen, and Li Beihong, circling and chirping around them.

And beside the three of them was the coffin of the Queen Mother.

This auspiciousness undoubtedly shocked the souls of the people present, and they all thought that the Queen Mother had appeared.

Some of the people carrying the Queen Mother's coffin had a silver needle in their leg. They tried their best to move forward and used their whole bodies to hold up the coffin to prevent it from falling to the ground. He was quickly overtaken by someone who didn't have a silver needle behind him.

The coffin only paused for a moment, then continued to move forward.

The coffin bearers who died of poisoning still knelt on the ground and stood upright, maintaining the posture of carrying the coffin, which is touching. One of the rebels became so angry that he raised his knife to cut off the head of the pallbearer, but instead he was stabbed in the chest first.

Among the female relatives who left in a panic in the darkness, a pair of clear eyes stared hatefully at the slowly moving coffin.

She felt happy at the thought of fulfilling her wish and causing the high-ranking Queen Mother to die miserably.

Now, she just wants to disturb the Queen Mother's peace after her death, and her soul will be scattered.