The Emperor's Favorite: Miss Jinghong II

Chapter 138 Humans and ghosts always have different paths (6)
The corner of Wan Chengyun's mouth was threatening, but the ruthlessness in his eyes was still lingering.

But Rouyi pulled me over and bowed to Wan Chengyun, "My lord, don't scare her."

Wan Chengyun snorted coldly, and left with his hands behind his back.

The other side concubines also followed.

Rouyi looked at me with a strange look on her face. I looked at her with doubts, inquiries, and doubts.

She grabbed my hand and stared at me for so long, and the strength in her hand suddenly increased.

"What's the matter? The prince and the others are gone." I pointed to the front, and Rou Yi put down her hand and took me up, with April sky on her face.

Queen Mother's Palace
I knelt in the huge Compassion Palace with other nobles and wives, watching the white sail flags hanging all over the garden, flying with the wind, and a rain of flowers falling from the sky from time to time, all of which were fine white flowers.Paper money all over the floor.Walk up and creak and creak and make strange noises.

The sound of wailing and the sound of beating the pot, mixed in and out, cast a haze on the entire Compassionate Ning Palace in a burst of gray.

The wives kneeling beside me were all howling at the top of their lungs, Rou Yi saw that I was expressionless, so she also pulled me.

Only then did I react, and hurriedly picked up the handkerchief to cover my mouth and sobbed, I raised my head, and what covered my sight was the white backs of the wives.And that tall palace wall.

A eunuch stood in front of the door and let out a long howl, and saw a dozen men stepping on the bluestone steps and advancing in order.

The emperor stood at the very front, his bright yellow dragon robe was covered by a filial piety, making him look dull.

Half of his hair was gray, and his hands seemed to be shaking, but he could barely move forward with the support of a few eunuchs.

Looking at his figure entering, I couldn't help but feel desolate, after all, the emperor also has white hair, how could he bear the parting of life and death?
The wailing at the side paused, then grew louder again.Several women who looked like concubines stopped crying when they saw the emperor went in.When the noble ladies of the Taoist priests saw their men, they began to howl again.

But I couldn't shed any tears.His heart was like still water, his eyes just stared at the person on the bluestone slab.

I unconsciously cast my eyes on that pair of people again, and Wan Qiyan, Wan Qihuan, and Wan Qiyun were all there. Only then did I understand what was going on, and I couldn't help sneering.

Suddenly Rouyi pulled, I raised my eyes to look at her, but found that her eyes were also turned to those people.

So looking at it pleasingly, it was an inexplicable feeling.

It was just an ordinary royal man, with the same domineering and majesty as Wan Qiyan and the others, but the man's sharp-edged face had unspeakable sadness, but he was different from others.

His lips were purple, and his face had an unnatural whiteness.

The bun on his head was also messy, and his bony body was not at all softer than a woman's.

It can only be seen from his firm steps that he is persevering and insisting on taking every step.

The wail of Chang Suona pierced the sky, and there was a burst of desolation.

(End of this chapter)