The third day of May is a good time for mourning.

The sky is gray and it's about to rain.

The funeral of Prince Rui was mourned by the whole country. He was in the prime of his life, had not yet married and had children, and had no concubines at home. He did not even have anyone to mourn, which was pitiful to think about. Fortunately, the emperor was gracious and came to the residence to say goodbye in person.

The carriage with bright colored curtains was speeding on the spacious official road. There was a dead silence in the carriage. Jingsu huddled in the corner, hugging her whole body into a small ball. She was in too much pain. Prince Rui died because of her.

She had no face to face his coffin, but the emperor still refused to let her go. He personally went to Furong Palace to drag her out and dragged her into a carriage.

He just wanted her to feel pain, to feel uncomfortable, and to repent.

He gritted his teeth and said: "You also know what pain is? Go, kowtow to Zhongyu and repent!" He was so angry that he almost broke her hand bones, "You ungrateful woman, then

You will be happy if many men fight for you! Bitch!" Chong Mo insulted her crazily, using all the insulting words, and his anger reached an unprecedented height.

Jingsu let him scold her, her tears already bursting into tears. It was all her fault, she was restless, and she deserved to be scolded.

The emperor ordered the palace of Prince Rui to gather all the civil and military officials who came to express their condolences. When the Emperor of Heaven arrived in person, brightly colored carriages and horses came into view, and everyone hurriedly knelt down and shouted long live.

The loud shouts let Jingsu know that they had arrived at Prince Rui's Mansion, and her heart was in a ball. She hugged herself tighter and refused to get out of the car. Zhongmo looked at the small group of figures with hatred and confusion.

Angry and annoyed, he finally pulled her up and said, "Go down, Zhong Yu will die because of you, you must send him on his last journey."

In the past few days, he had thought a lot. He thought that Zhong Yu must have been in love with her when he risked his life to save her. If he brought Concubine Li here, I think Zhong Yu would also feel happy if he knew he was the elder brother.

The last thing he did.

"Let's go!" Thinking of this, the strength in his hand became stronger, and he dragged Jingsu all the way out of the carriage, and then dragged her into the house in front of all the civil and military officials.

Jingsu had barely stopped crying, but the moment she saw the coffin, she was so heartbroken that she almost collapsed. She knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times solemnly. I can't help you in this life.

If there is an afterlife, you will definitely find the most beautiful woman in the world, have children, and grow old together.

Prince Rui, have a good trip!

There were whispers among the onlookers, some secretly discussing Jingsu's identity, some secretly guessing about her relationship with Prince Rui, and some talking about her beauty...

Among the crowd was a woman in plain clothes and a hairpin, staring closely into the inner hall, her starry eyes filled with tears, standing upright, as if she had been standing for a long time.

When the time came, Prince Rui Chongyu's coffin was carried out from the inner hall. As soon as the ceremonial guards were ready, it was time for the funeral. The woman stared at the coffin with complicated and gorgeous dragon patterns, her gaze seemed to penetrate the coffin.

Look at the people lying inside.

Suddenly it began to rain, and the heavy rain poured down, making everyone wet in the blink of an eye. The people onlookers scattered around to take shelter from the rain. Only the woman in plain clothes followed that man with her eyes like a maniac.

With coffin.

With the sound of the suona, the funeral procession gradually moved away and disappeared around the corner of the street. Only the mournful screams spread through the rain, echoing for a long time, with endless sadness.

Jingsu came back to the palace so wet that he was soaked in the rain. He took Li Mo, Yao Xi and the others to surprise. They made ginger tea and boiled hot water. They worked hard for a while before they stopped. Jingsu didn't seem to care at all and just kept on wearing his soaked clothes.

He lay down on the bed and said nothing.

Li Mo came in with clean clothes. Seeing her desolate appearance, he secretly guessed that something must have happened on the way south. The master's character has always been like this. He buries everything deep in his heart, and she is not easy to persuade. She just hides it.

With a sad look on his face, he said with concern: "Master, you are tired. Please change your clothes and rest, so as not to hurt your body."

Jingsu didn't move at all, not caring about his body, as if he was determined to give up on himself.

Li Mo felt that something was really wrong and had no other choice, so he had no choice but to kneel down in front of the bed and said, "Mother, no matter what, you have to take care of your own body. Only by living can you have hope. You must not be discouraged."

She was really scared. Ever since she served her master, she had never seen her look so negative. It would not be good if things continued like this.

Jingsu finally reacted, just lowered his eyelids and looked at her, and said calmly: "You go down, I want to be alone for a while."

"Empress!" Li Mo refused.

"Now you don't even listen to me, right?"

Jing Sumuran looked at the ceiling of the tent and suddenly said such harsh words. Li Mo was startled and finally retreated silently.

Yao Xi was waiting outside the palace and frowned when she saw Li Mo coming out dejectedly.

Jingsu lay there all day, refusing to drink the ginger soup he had cooked, and refused to eat lunch. It was almost time for dinner, and Jingsu still hadn't eaten a drop of water. He was so worried that Li Mo stayed there.

Someone started crying outside the door.

The Furong Palace was filled with gloom and gloom.

This situation lasted until noon on the second day. Li Mo couldn't bear it anymore and rushed into the bedroom. Jingsu was still lying on the bed wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Even his posture was the same as yesterday. He was obviously lying down but

He didn't fall asleep, he just stared blankly at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Jingsu panicked and threw herself in front of the bed, crying: "My Lady, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! My Lady, please say something!"

But no matter how much she cried, Jingsu remained motionless, and Li Mo fell on her body crying.

"The general's wife, Lady Die, asks to see Concubine Li!"

Die Ziyi's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Before Li Mo could react, Jingsu had sat up straight, her eyes widened, "Come in." Her voice was dry and hoarse because she hadn't drank water for a long time.

It was as rough as tearing, but it was not difficult to hear her anxiety.

Li Mo was punished and sent out, and the bedroom door was closed tightly.

Die Ziyi approached, as if she was still the same as in the past, but she changed out of her favorite purple clothes and wore a plain white dress instead. She made a simple bun with a silver hairpin, and still had the same hibiscus face. At this moment

But there was a deep sadness.

Jingsu was shocked when she saw it. How come she seemed to be a completely different person in just a few months?

"Sister, I have something to ask you. I hope you can tell me the truth."

Die Ziyi stared at her closely, with an unprecedented cold and stern look, "No," she said, "Answer me a question first."

Jingsu was slightly stunned: "What's the problem?"

Die Ziyi took a few steps closer, his sharp eyes seemed to look into her heart, and said coldly: "Tell me, how did Prince Rui die?" Her eyes were locked on her so firmly, Jing said.
Chapter completed!