goddess above

Chapter 1338 The Emperor's Death

The empress let her lie on her lap and stroked her hair. Years of suspicion and estrangement, the same temperament, they couldn't say warm words.

"Queen, I've always had a question. Did you kill the late emperor to seize the throne just because the late emperor harmed you?"

The empress remained silent for a while: "It's a small matter that harms me, but a major one for the country. I just want to save the people from the flames of war and have food and clothing."

This is her heart and her original intention.

Jing Yu had nothing to say about this, she lay on the empress' lap, seeking warmth beside her mother as a child.

Bailixiang opened his eyes slightly, but he didn't make a sound, looking at the empress and Jingyu, his cloudy and dim eyes were filled with relief.

Seeing that he was awake, the empress carefully held his hand.

Jing Yu hurriedly got up to look, and seeing him looking at her, she rushed out with the name repeated thousands of times in her mouth: "Father."

Bailixiang was unable to respond, but his expression became a little more rosy because of this word.

The Empress's face paled a little, she endured the discomfort and said, "Jingyu, I want to eat pot stickers, go and buy some."

"Pot stickers?" Jing Yu looked at the already dark sky outside: "Okay, my son will go now."

She hurriedly stood up, and as soon as she reached the door of the inner room, the empress stopped her: "Jingyu, call your younger siblings."

"Okay, my son let them come over."

She was afraid that she would miss the Empress eating, so she hurriedly sent someone to send news to Deyang Yinhua, and rushed out of the palace by herself.

There was no one in the room, the empress lost all her strength and fell on Bailixiang, her skirt was covered in blood, coquettish like a life-swallowing flower.

The maidservant came to the inner room: "Empress, Your Highness and the Princess have arrived, the Prime Minister and all the officials are waiting outside the palace."

The empress's expression was more than half relaxed: "Biography."

The deadline is approaching, and she wants to take another look at her children. They are still young, without their parents to guide the way, the road ahead may be stumbling.

Jing Yu found the stall selling pot stickers as quickly as possible. She and the empress came here once. In order not to waste time, Jing Yu hurriedly adjusted the seasoning by herself, but her hand slipped, and the rough porcelain bowl fell to the ground and her body was broken into pieces.

Sadness overwhelmed, Jing Yu was stunned in place.

She looked in the direction of the palace, and wanted to fly back immediately, but her feet were heavy and she couldn't move half a step.

"Clang, clang, clang~"

The death knell trombone rang in the night, and the sound was heard in every corner of Lin'an City. The people all over the street seemed to have been poisoned by a witch, and then they knelt down in unison after being dazed.

The king is dead!Mrs. Wang is dead!
Tears flowed down the gate, and the street lights were overshadowed in her eyes.

Lala Jingyu, a little girl kneeling by her feet, asked with a confused face, "Sister, why are you crying?"

Jing Yu slowly squatted on the ground and hugged herself: "My parents are gone."

At this moment, even ten miles of the long street could not accommodate her wanton sadness.

In the bustling Lin'an City, when the sky is bright, the city is completely white.

In the Zhengyang Hall, everyone was dressed in linen and plain clothes, and Jing Yu listened to the arrangements for the national funeral in the Tongwen Hall with tears in her eyes.

Yinhua and the others cried all night yesterday, and today they are still guarding the Empress and Baili Xiang not to leave, Jing Yu could only hold back her grief and come out to host.

Ning Chen handed the bamboo slips to her: "The empress didn't build the mausoleum, so I asked the princess to show me what to do?"

Jingyu held the bamboo slips and burst into tears one by one: "My mother was thrifty all her life. If she didn't repair the mausoleum, she didn't want to waste people's money. She and the king's husband live and die together, so let them die in the same cave. Land, put into the coffin with the ceremony of a prince, before the empress and the king's husband were alive." She couldn't hold back her tears: "Before the ceremony of husband and wife, they were put into the coffin in wedding clothes."

(End of this chapter)