Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 1891 I want to accompany my father for the last journey

Nangong Che's eyes darkened. He had already heard about Dongying. When he knew about it at the beginning, he was deeply suspicious. This is the throne. How could he just let it go if he gave it to others?But the prince came back and told everything, which made him completely believe it.

"Since you have returned, I will inform all officials today of the news of Prince Rui's death. You should go back and prepare first."

Nangongche closed his eyes helplessly, thinking that his elder brother was going to die in peace, he was very upset.

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The news of Prince Rui's death shocked everyone, the news came so suddenly that people were a little overwhelmed.

I hadn't heard any rumors before, and the announcement also said that he died for the country. All the ministers were a little confused. They only saw the burial in three days, and they all prepared to go to express their condolences.

Nangong Yao was kneeling in front of the coffin in plain clothes. It had been a day and a night without a drop of water. The palace was hung with white cloth strips. Seeing this scene, the common people felt sorry. The reputation of Prince Rui was obvious to all. As long as there is something, he must be the first to appear. The news of his death made them very sad.

Nangong Qianqian looked at him with a thin layer of skin on his lips because he didn't drink a drop of water all day and night, and his face was pale, but the persistence in his eyes made him feel distressed.

"What are you doing, so that you can make Uncle Huang go away at ease?"

But the man didn't speak.

Nangong Qianqian bit her lips, "Nangong Yao, talk! If you want to make amends, then I will be with you! Uncle Huang's death is all because of me, if you want to blame, you should blame me!"

What happened that day has always made Nangong Qianqian blame herself, and regret it even more. Why is the one who died the one he cared about the most?

Nangong Yao tightly closed her lips, forming a tight line, the pain in her eyes almost drowned the two of them.

"I want to accompany my father for the last time."

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, the child wants to support but the relative is not there, this feeling of helplessness makes him feel that he is already alone.

Nangong Qianqian hugged him tightly, tears already streaming down her face.What he fears the most is also what she fears the most.

"Qianqian, you go back first, I'm fine."

Nangong Yao's voice was full of exhaustion and helplessness, but he didn't want to be vulnerable in front of his beloved.

Nangong Qianqian bit her lower lip, her lips turned white, and there were tears in her phoenix eyes that did not dare to drop.

"Then take care of yourself."

Ti Qun stood up, pushed the door away, and the big teardrops hit the bluestone board, splashing tears.

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Two days later, Kingdom Rui was buried, all the officials walked together in plain clothes, Nan Gongyao walked in front, holding the portrait of Prince Rui in the past, and he didn't see him for a few days, that figure was so precarious, his eyes were flushed.

Among the officials, the coffin was being carried, and the South Vietnam war flag was draped over the coffin, and weeping could be heard endlessly. Nangong Qianqian and Nangong Xing were not supposed to attend the state funeral, but they insisted on sending Uncle Huang on his last journey. In order to wear white clothes, they all chose black clothes to see them off.

Nangong Qianqian was dressed in black, with a pure black hairpin slanted in her jet-black hair, she looked very solemn. Her eyes were red from crying, and she followed the send-off team.

Along the way, when the common people saw the coffin, they knelt down one after another to see him off. The state burial of the former emperor was like this.

Nangongche and Hongyu were not in the see-off team, they had already been waiting in the imperial tomb, with grief on their faces.

(End of this chapter)