My Empress is My Bad Girl

What they like most about this kind of work is the corpse that has not been touched by anyone. Once moved, it may affect the autopsy results.

But there is no other way.

Besides, Jin Shan is also kind.

Had to check it like this.

Fortunately, they came quickly, and the cause of death was quickly determined.

It is caused by extreme heart failure, not by external factors.

It was said that there is still half a year, but Yao Shuibi's medicine is violent, far beyond everyone's imagination.

This is a bit like returning to the light, concentrating all the vitality for a moment, and then quickly dissipating. There is no way to keep it.

Ouyang sighed as she looked at her aging appearance.

According to his judgment, if he can cooperate with his treatment and maintenance, it will not be a problem to live for another two or three years.

How long is this?

He took the result of the examination and handed it to the empress.

After Yundai got it, she asked, "Jin Baolin was already there when you went?"

"Yes, I can't bear to watch my sister lying on the ground and move her to the bed in the house." Ouyang said, "Fortunately, nothing happened."

Having said that, this Jin Shan has moved to live elsewhere and has not returned for half a month. Jin Yao passed away, but she arrived sooner than anyone else.

It is inevitable that people have some ideas.

"Once my sister dies, she will probably be a little cautious." Yun Dai shook her head, feeling frustrated.

After a pause, she asked, "Baoxing, have you sent someone to tell the emperor?"

Bao Xing said: "The minion has asked Lian to go to the Imperial Study Room to deliver the letter. The emperor should have known it a long time ago."

Yun Dai nodded and did not speak.

After Ouyang left, she said, "Tsing Yi, change clothes to this palace. Go to Huaqing Palace to see."

The person is no longer there, but she is the queen in charge of the funeral and the like.

She changed into plain, light blue clothes, the golden ring of hair was replaced with a white hosta, and the bracelets on her wrists were also taken off.

No matter how many grievances he had during his lifetime, the deceased is already gone, Yundai still has to give the least respect.

Tsing Yi and Bao Xing also changed their plain clothes and followed her to the Huaqing Palace.

The li supervisor has sent someone to arrange it.

However, the emperor had to talk about the specific specifications.

Zhao Yuanjing never appeared.

Yun Dai waited for a long time in Huaqing Palace, but did not wait for his imperial decree.

The **** of the Li Supervisor came over and asked several times what to do with this funeral and what kind of specifications it should be done.

Yundai had no choice but to go to the Imperial Study Room to find him in person.

Zhao Yuanjing sat alone in a chair in the Imperial Study Room, neither reading a book nor writing.

He was holding a cup of tea and seemed to be distracted.

Yun Dai stood at the door for a long time, but he didn't notice it either.

"The emperor," she said.

Zhao Yuanjing raised his eyes.

Yun Dai walked over and looked at him sideways: "Are you okay?"

Zhao Yuanjing stretched out her hand and sat beside her, smiling, "It's okay. Where are you from?"

"Huaqing Palace."

"Oh." Zhao Yuanjing said nothing.

"The Superintendent of Li and the Ministry of Rites are asking me what kind of specifications should be used for the funeral of Mrs. Jin."

"I think about it."

He didn't speak anymore.

Yun Dai stretched out her hand to hold his face and looked at him seriously: "Zhao Yuanjing, are you very sad?"

Zhao Yuanjing kissed her forehead and said, "If I tell the truth, you must not be angry."

"will not."

"I am indeed a little sad." Zhao Yuanjing said softly, "I, her, and Jin Lan, can be regarded as growing up together and playing in one place for several years. The affection from childhood is always there."