God needle ugly princess

Chapter 349 [364] In the ending of the Sifang Continent

Watching Wei Jie's team gradually disappear on the official road, Shangguan Qingxi turned around in a daze, and looked at Wei Li who was also shocked with tears in her eyes.

"She's dead, Li, Yuan'er is dead, have you seen that her body has already started to turn malignant, she's dead, she's really dead,"

Looking at Qingxi who was crying uncontrollably, Wei Li was also in a bad mood. She never thought that after a year, there would be such painful news.

Lingyuan, she still went after all...

When Wei Li brought Shangguan Qingxi, who had finally stopped crying, back to Fengwang Mansion, no one came to stop them, and Qingchen even invited them to Youyue Lake.

"The lord said that he would come back to mourn the concubine, but the lord is like this now,"

Qingchen was also distraught, he glanced at Shangguan Qingxi whose eyes were swollen from crying, endured strong condemnation, and looked at Wei Li.

"Can you bother me to go and see the prince? This subordinate just came back and needs to arrange the funeral of the princess."

Shangguan Qingxi was in a hurry, "Yuan'er, Yuan'er, is she really there?"

Even though she saw it with her own eyes, she still thought that the god of luck would favor Lingyuan, and Shangguan Qingxi still did not believe that Lingyuan really just went there until this moment.

"Yes, a month ago, the princess's condition suddenly started to deteriorate. The prince forcibly left the customs and took the princess back all the way without stopping. At first, he thought it was because of the weather, but even after returning, the princess's condition still did not improve. Instead, all the symptoms that a corpse should have, even the smell of a corpse, "

Qing Chen couldn't continue speaking, he turned his head with tears in his eyes, "My lord said, even if the fallen leaves return to their roots, even if they are going to die, they must die in the Fengwang Mansion, and even if they are going to have a funeral, they have to go out of the Fengwang Mansion, so, We are back, mourning for, for the princess!"

The situation of Lingyuan has deteriorated to the point where it can no longer be stored, so long before Qingchen and the others came back, Lan Yu had been sent out to prepare all the preparations.

As for Lingyuan's coffin, it was just a matter of delivery.

Shangguan Qingxi covered her face in pain and wept: "How did this happen? How did this happen? I thought, I thought she would come back well, but I never thought that she would just leave like this. Wei Li, what should I do?" What to do? What should I do?"

"Xi'er, what should come will always come, we can't avoid it by avoiding it, maybe, maybe it was doomed a year ago?"

Shangguan Qingxi's desperate cries quickly spread to every corner of the Feng Palace. In an instant, everyone in the palace knew that after a year of suffering, their little princess was still gone.

When Xia Yunhe heard the news of Lingyuan's death, she was also stunned, "Really, dead?"

"Yes, Housekeeper Lan Yu and Young Master Qingchen have already started the funeral, and even, even set the date for the funeral, the day after tomorrow,"

"The day after tomorrow? How come so soon?"

"It seems that I heard that the body of the princess has, can no longer be placed."

Xia Yunhe lowered her eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "Okay, I understand, you all should keep a low profile, don't do it, don't bother the prince."

"Yes, side concubine." Xia Yunhe raised his head after all the servants had retreated, revealing that regretful face.

"Lingyuan, Lingyuan, I didn't expect you to go after all. We didn't even have a formal fight, so you just left? Are you willing?"

Ha ha, but what if you are not reconciled?
Just like her, even if she is alive, she is still dead.

When Lingyuan was born, she couldn't get the prince's love, now that she is dead, can she change her luck?
Xia Yunhe sneered and laughed at herself.

Maybe, she can only be a nominal side concubine of the Phoenix King in her life, right?

But within half an hour, the news of Princess Feng's death spread throughout the capital.

The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager personally inquired about the specific matters of the entire funeral, and announced that they would personally see off Princess Feng.

The empress dowager had spoken, and the backyards of the various mansions were in chaos for a moment, and they all began to prepare to go to the mansion to express their condolences for Princess Feng.

The emperor even wrote an article in praise of Princess Feng's life, and posted it in the most conspicuous place in the capital.

After Lingjiazhuang, Fengchi Villa and other organizations heard about this incident, they rushed to Siyou Country non-stop.

But no matter how hard they rush, they might not be able to make it to the burial day in the future.

After Ling Yuan's coffin was delivered, Wei Jie put her in it himself, and knelt in the mourning hall to watch for her.

The servants of the palace came spontaneously, wanting to kneel outside to watch for their little princess, but Wei Jie ordered them to drive them away.

The royal relatives, civil and military officials also came to inquire one after another, and they were all declined by the Fengwang Mansion if they could come to express their condolences.

The prince said that he would guard the spirit of their little princess, and no one was needed to offer condolences.

Su Yu, who was the closest to Lingyuan, heard about this, and rushed to the Fengwang Mansion non-stop, regardless of his official position, but was stopped outside. .

Fortunately, Lan Yu arrived in time to stop the tragedy that was about to happen.

When Su Yu was brought to the mourning hall and saw the well-crafted coffin parked in the center, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet and terrifying. He clenched his fists and walked step by step to sit not far away with a decadent expression on his face In front of the pale Wei Jie.

When everyone was caught off guard, he punched Wei Jie on the cheek, and the veins throbbed angrily on his face full of hatred.

"Why is she still dead? Why is she still dead? We gave her to you, but what did you do to her?"

"She was only 12 years old, so she died like this? She didn't even have time to enjoy this wonderful life, just for you, died?"

"Wei Jie, are you worthy of her and our brothers?"

Then, as if wanting to vent his hatred, Su Yu was as crazy as a lion, snarling and kicking at Wei Jie non-stop. The people watching were shocked, but just as they made a move, Wei Jie stopped him with a look. up.

Their prince actually stopped them?

When Qingchen rushed over panting, what he saw was such a horrific scene. Others dared not, but he didn't care. He went up and hugged Su Yu who was kicking and kicking Wei Jie non-stop, and punched him with his backhand.

"You lunatic, do you think the prince is not sad? Not sad? The prince has been blaming himself for the death of the princess for a year. During this year, he has not had a good night's sleep. You only care about blaming the prince. Did you think about him?"

"If time could be turned back, the prince would wish that he was the one who died! It was an accident, and it was an accident that no one wanted to happen. Now that reality has hit us cruelly, the tragedy is already doomed. What do you want the prince to do? ? If we really want to investigate, is the prince alone responsible? Who of you knows the situation at that time?"

"Enough!" Qing Chen continued to say, but was interrupted by a sudden hoarse voice.

Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly. As expected, he saw Wei Jie leaning aside, raising his bloodstained eyelids, and lightly glanced at Su Yu, who was full of despair.

"I know, it's too late for me to say anything now, but I still want to say something to you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...,"

Wei Jie's sudden apology caught Su Yu off guard. He raised his eyes in surprise, and the person he saw made his heart tremble suddenly.

When did that high-spirited King of War be beaten into a beggar by him?
Sunken eye sockets, sloppy beard, wrinkled clothes, disheveled hair, he has lost weight, and the overall look is extremely useless, blood-stained, how can there be a tenth of the original?

This, is this the Wei Jie in his impression?

Su Yu's heart twitched suddenly at that moment, yes, he could push all the responsibilities to him, but what about him?
If he could have predicted this result, how could he be so embarrassed?

Su Yu fell silent for a moment, he looked at him fixedly, looked at Ling Yuan's portrait, after a long time, he stood up slowly and left.

Qingchen immediately summoned a doctor to clean Wei Jie's wound, but he refused with a wave of his hand, and dismissed everyone in the mourning hall, slumped there alone, stroking Lingyuan's coffin, without saying a word for a long time.

After the muddle-headed day passed, on the second day, another large wave of people came to express their condolences, the leaders were King Rong and Princess Rong, Qing Chen couldn't refuse, so he went to ask Wei Jie.

However, to everyone's disappointment, the final result was still a decline of condolences.

In desperation, all the people headed by Prince Rong knelt in front of the gate of Feng Wang's mansion, offering incense and seeing off Princess Xiaofeng in front of the temporary incense table.

Afterwards, until it got dark, group after group of people who came to express their condolences expressed their respect for Princess Feng in this way.

Qingchen couldn't stop it, nor could he persuade him, so he could only temporarily build a shed outside Fengwang's mansion for everyone to rest temporarily.

It was not until Xu time that the last wave of guests was sent away.

In the second year of the new emperor, on September 12th, one month before Ling Yuan's [-]th birthday, Princess Feng Ling died.

　The upper part ends today, and the lower part starts tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)