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Chapter 15 Burial

"Dad, mom, Nangong Jing... no... no!" Feng Landie murmured involuntarily.

Feng Yun looked at her, "Why haven't she woken up yet?"

"When you go back to the prince, your princess' high fever has subsided and it is not serious," said the doctor respectfully, "but the princess is too sad, which leads to difficulty breathing and chest pain, and she is unconscious. Just wait for the old minister to prescribe a prescription."

"Well, you go down first." Feng Yun waved his hand.

"Yes, the old minister took his leave." The imperial physician left.

Shen Shi.

Fengyun brought the rose cake to the princess's mansion.

He wanted to open the door, but found that the door seemed to be stuck. He pushed the door open with force, and the door panel smashed a hole in the wall.

Feng Landie sat on the bed like a silent porcelain doll, doing nothing.

Fengyun walked in and placed the pastry on the table.

"I brought your favorite rose cake."

Feng Landie looked at the plate of pastries and remembered that her mother brought rose cakes for herself a few days ago, and a feeling of sorrow came up...

Feng Yun turned his head and found Feng Landie crying, and hugged her: "It's okay, it's okay..." Feng Landie raised her head, her eyes as clear as a spring, and she had a few liters of water. She was so tearful.

Poor.

"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?" She yelled aggrievedly, staring at the plate of rose cake, "I don't want to eat it, don't eat it..."

Feng Yun's eyes slid a pillowcase, a pillowcase wet with tears. It stayed on her face full of tears, and a trace of heart ache passed through her. She raised her hand and gently wiped her tears, her eyes were full of gentleness.

"Don't be too sad. There are unexpected situations in the world. Who would be willing to do these things? Who would have thought of them? How can you not make people sad if you lose the person who once lived happily together every day? But we can't ruin ourselves, I

If they think they will be sad if they see you in heaven without eating."

"I...I'm eating...Isn't it okay?" Feng Landie sat on the stool, grabbed the pastry and ate it in tears, "What about Nangong Jing?"

"He... his body was taken away by the man who called himself his master, saying that he wanted to bury him in his hometown." Feng Yun looked at Feng Landie, "Also, the one who wanted to shoot you with an arrow that day that day

The assassin has been arrested in the prison, but he committed suicide by hitting the wall."

"I understand, thank you, Brother Prince." Feng Landie wiped her tears and said goodbye in secret. The most important thing you should do is to cheer up. Nothing can be saved. You have to continue living, not just

Live well for yourself and for your family! Go and take revenge! At this moment, you can't be so weak, and you have to bear many responsibilities.

Feng Landie dragged the hemp and cloth, and followed Feng Yun to the mourning hall.

The mourning hall is solemn and solemn, and the king protects the king's military achievements are great. Everyone knows it in the Feng Kingdom. Even at night, there are still endless people coming to pay their respects.

Feng Landie walked to the coffin and stopped with heavy steps.

Madam Su handed over three incense sticks, Feng Landie took it, bowed, and knelt on the ground with four heavy sounds.

The coffin was carried out and set out towards the imperial tomb.

If the prince cannot be buried in the imperial tomb after his death, he can only be buried in the imperial tomb after his death. However, the ministers who have made great contributions to the country are particularly willing to be buried in the imperial tomb and protect the king.

It's just one.

The old palace maid on the road sang an elegy: "The Lu Xi Dynasty fell again in the Ming Dynasty. When will a person die? Who will return in the Artemisia? Who will gather his soul and no wise mentor? How can the ghosts and uncles urge each other? People must not be able to live without trashing."

After saying that, he started to cry.

The palace maids and the chief prisoners also started to cry.
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