A solemn funeral. The funeral ceremony is the same as the death of the emperor. Do we need to prepare funeral clothes and other items?"

Nangong Mo reminded Chu Jinnian that he could see that Chu Jinnian was unhappy because he failed to catch Chu Gongxi as planned, and he could only let Chu Jinnian get out of his unwillingness as soon as possible.

Because next, Chu Youwei’s affairs also need to be carefully arranged.

"Well, okay..., I'll let Shui Bi and Gong Yunqiu prepare well. Duan Yuhua and Chu Youwei are watching me and there is no way for them to fall into their hands. At this time, I must not make any mistakes.

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Night gradually enveloped the entire sky, and mournful funeral songs rang out in the Jinhua Palace. White mourning cloths hung all over the palace. If Chu Kuangtian hadn't posted the notice, the people would probably have thought that Chu Kuangtian had died.

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After Duan Yuhua invited the master of ceremonies from the Qintian Supervisor to deliberate, it was decided that the funeral would last only two days.

During this period, there was an air of lifelessness and sadness in Jinhua Palace.

Chu Kuangtian ordered a thorough investigation of the people who killed Chu Gongxi and burned the Buddhist temple. Chu Jinnian and Chu Kuangtian had not seen each other for only a few days. Today when they went to deliver the coffin of Chu Gongxi, they saw Chu Kuangtian dressed in bright yellow.

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That one was aloof. It was obvious that he had gone through too many things during this period, and his temples had turned gray.

Chu Jinnian knelt down respectfully. On the right was Chu Lanjie, who had been silent. Chu Youwei was kneeling in front. Chu Like and Chu Youwei were kneeling respectfully in the same row.

Concubine Zi Luo and the other concubines knelt on the ground one after another according to their status, and sobbed and sobbed, but they were not very genuine. Who could shed true tears if they were not their own children.

Chu Jinnian lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes with white silk. There were no tears in the corners of her eyes. Like the concubines and princesses who pretended to cry in mourning, she was not sincere. Because she was not sincere, she could not even shed tears.

While those concubines and princesses could squeeze out a few tears, she couldn't even squeeze out tears. In her heart, she could only laugh at herself. The emotions between relatives could be so strong that they would die for each other, but they could also be so weak that they had no emotion at all.

Chu Kuangtian looked tired and haggard. Nangong Mo said that the Buddhist temple was on fire at that time. Chu Kuangtian had an angina pectoris attack that had not occurred for many years. The fire had just started. After Chu Kuangtian inhaled a few puffs of smoke, he had an angina pectoris attack and died.

He didn't come up and fainted. When he woke up again, the Buddhist temple was in ruins. Among the ruins, there was a burnt female corpse. After everyone identified it, it was the Chu Palace.

When Chu Kuangtian woke up and heard about this, he was not only sad, but even more angry.

If Nangong Mo had not arrived in time, he might have been burned to death in the Buddhist worship hall. How could the Buddhist worship hall suddenly catch on fire?

Chu Kuangtian ordered a thorough investigation into this matter. Now, everyone in the palace is in danger. Even now when they are attending the funeral, they dare not slack off even a little bit.

Everyone looked grief-stricken. Chu Like, who was kneeling in front, secretly turned his head to look at Chu Jinnian. Seeing Chu Jinnian lowering his head and wiping away tears, a look of ruthlessness appeared in his beautiful eyes. Then,

Chu Like turned around and continued to kneel with his head bowed, not wanting to pretend to cry like the eldest prince Chu Liqing.
Chapter completed!