"These gold will be used to provide disaster relief! My father and his ancestors of all generations will definitely be relieved if they have spirits in heaven." Ye Tianyi said.

No one spoke.

"What do you think Prince Jing?" Ye Tianyi looked at Rong Jing and raised an eyebrow.

"Naturally, it's great!" Rong Jing said warmly, and the wind was light and the clouds were light.

"That's it!" Ye Tianyi made the final decision and looked at the civil and military officials below, "Which adult just heard the prostitute? Let's continue!"

An adult from the Ministry of Revenue immediately left the list.

Yun Qianyue's angrily destroyed the golden chair and was exposed in an understatement. After Brunei took his men to clean it up, all officials continued to pay morning court. Except for the chair that was no one sitting above the Golden Hall, everything was still the same, almost making people wonder if Yun Qianyue had just appeared in the Golden Hall.

Yun Qianyue left the Golden Palace and saw Ye Qingnuan, Commander Zhao and hundreds of Imperial Guards waiting outside the hall.

Ye Qingnuan walked forward, greeted her, and asked carefully, "Sister Yun, you..."

Yun Qianyue stopped and looked at Ye Qingnuan, her voice was cold and quiet, "This capital is not a good place, it is not as good as Nuancheng. If there is no special reason, it is better to go back to Nuancheng!" After saying that, she ignored Ye Qingnuan and walked out of the palace.

Ye Qingnuan looked at Yun Qianyue in a daze, trying to catch up with her, but suddenly felt that she could not move her feet.

Yun Qianyue came to the palace gate, Xian Ge greeted him and whispered: "Miss Qianyue, the prince has just sent a message to his subordinates. I will send you to the Fourth Prince's Mansion to bury the Fourth Prince's concubine?"

"Yeah!" Yun Qianyue responded and got on the carriage.

Xian Ge waved his whip and the carriage left the palace gate.

Inside the carriage, Yun Qianyue leaned against the wall of the carriage and reached out to cover her face, but she still felt no tears, her eyes were dry and her heart was dry, but she seemed to clearly feel that blood was flowing in a certain place. She once said when Ye Tianqing was in a funeral, she would not be able to attend the funeral again, but she did not expect that just a short time later, she would do the old things again.

There was a ball of things piled up in the heart, like a sword slashing until it was broken.

The carriage arrived at the gate of the Fourth Prince's Mansion. The heavy troops guarding the Fourth Prince's Mansion probably received the news that the concubine had been evacuated. It had been withdrawn, and the Fourth Prince's Mansion seemed even more empty.

Rong Xi took someone to wait. Seeing Yun Qianyue getting off the carriage, he said to her: "Sister Yun, I have received the order from the prince's brother to come and help the Fourth Prince's Mansion to mourn the concubine."

Yun Qianyue said "um" and walked into the Fourth Prince's Mansion. Rong Xi followed her in with her.

Soon, the Seventh Princess got the news and came to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, with tears in her eyes.

Half an hour later, Ye Qingnuan appeared in the Fourth Prince's Mansion. Although she was still crying, she looked sad.

On this day, the Fourth Prince's Mansion, which was guarded by heavy troops for several days, hung a white sail and built a mourning hall. Yun Qianyue personally helped Zhao Kehan ​​change into new clothes, watched her install a coffin with her own eyes, and covered her with a coffin.

Zhao Kehan ​​is just the concubine of the fourth prince and a guilty prince. Except for Yun Qianyue, the Seventh Princess, and Ye Qingnuan, no one comes to pay tribute.

At noon, Rongxi found the Imperial Heaven Superintendent and chose the auspicious time, and the funeral occurred three days later.

At ten days of Xiangwu, Ye Tianyi issued an order as the Regent, saying: "The fourth prince's concubine is a civil and military concubine, and she is a master of the affairs, and she is alone and clear. She is specially granted the title of the fourth prince's concubine and is later buried in the imperial tomb."

Yun Qianyue was expressionless when she heard this imperial edict. Zhao Kehan ​​didn't want to see Ye Tianyu again, no longer wait for him on the road to the underworld, and no longer love him in the next life. So how could she care about being the identity of the princess or the concubine?

In the afternoon, after everything was done, the Seventh Princess and Ye Qingnuan could not stand the cold outside, so they persuaded Yun Qianyue respectively. Seeing that she was indifferent, they could only leave the Fourth Prince's Mansion first.

After the two left, Yun Qianyue stood in front of Zhao Kehan's mourning hall until it got dark before turning around and leaving.

At the gate of the Fourth Prince's Mansion, Rong Jing's carriage was waiting there.

Yun Qianyue looked at the black carriage and parked quietly at the door of the Fourth Prince's Mansion. It was obviously heavy and heavy, but she saw the warmth and brightness. She walked a few steps and came to the car. She couldn't wait to reach out and open the curtain. The entrance to her eyes was indeed Rong Jing's warm and picturesque face.

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing, opened her mouth, and suddenly she couldn't say anything.

Rong Jing smiled gently, reached out and held Yun Qianyue's hand, pulled her gently, and pulled her into the car. The curtain fell, and he held her in his arms and whispered: "If you want to cry, just cry!"

It was probably waiting for such a hug. In this sentence, Yun Qianyue's originally dry eyes suddenly burst into tears, and it was like a rush. She hugged Rong Jing with both hands, buried her head in his arms, and she burst into tears silently.

It was not that there were no tears, but that person who made her bury her in his arms without any scruples.

Xian Ge waved his whip heavily and the carriage left the gate of the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

On the way back to the Rong Prince's Mansion from the Fourth Prince's Mansion, Rong Jing just hugged Yun Qianyue and did not speak, allowing her tears to wet his brocade robe, and the wetness penetrated into her heart through her clothes.

The carriage returned to Prince Rong's mansion, and Yun Qianyue was buried in Rong Jing's arms quietly, and her shoulders no longer trembled.

"Stop crying?" Rong Jing asked her in a low voice.

"Who cried? Crying was done by the weak, so I didn't cry." Yun Qianyue buried her head in his arms and couldn't come out, feeling a little depressed. She only realized today that crying was the best weapon to vent her backlog of emotions.

Rong Jing chuckled, "Then what did you do just now? My clothes were wet."

"Your clothes are dirty, I'll help you wash it in some rain." Yun Qianyue felt that Rong Jing's clean crescent white brocade robe must not be looked at at this time. She said a little unnaturally.

"Now it's clean?" Rong Jing looked at her with a smile, and the delicate man was nestled in her arms, filling his heart.

Yun Qianyue said "yes", her voice as thin as a mosquito and flies.

Rong Jing touched her head lovingly, stopped talking, and hugged her and slowly got out of the car.

Yun Qianyue felt that her eyes must have turned red and her face must have looked ugly, so she let him carry her to Prince Rong's Mansion.

Someone greeted Rong Jing along the way. Rong Jing nodded or said softly, with a leisurely and natural expression.

Back at Zizhuyuan and entered the room, Rong Jing put Yun Qianyue on the bed, but she still pulled him and refused to let go. He said with a funny look: "No one laughs at you except me, get up! You haven't eaten for a day."

Yun Qianyue let go of her hand, lowered her head, "Take it off, I'll do your clothes later."

Rong Jing glanced at the chest, and the wrinkles she grabbed were also caused by her in addition to the blurred tears. He reached out to rub his forehead and smiled helplessly: "You made this dress for me. I just washed it once and it turned out like this. If you were asked to wash it again, I probably couldn't take it anymore."

Yun Qianyue's face turned red, "I didn't count just now, I can do laundry."

"I don't believe you very much." Rong Jing took off his brocade robe and ordered outside, "Qingshang, take it down."

Qingshang walked in, took the brocade robe, looked at Yun Qianyue, and walked down with a smile.

Yun Qianyue reached out to cover her face, leaned back, lay on the bed, and said in a silence: "I am not a daughter with no physical limbs and no distinction between grains."

"I know." Rong Jing smiled and reached out to pull her up, "Go to soak the hot water first to drive away the cold air, and then come out for a meal. You blew the cold wind outside for a day, and I didn't expect Zhao Kehan's departure to make you sad."

Yun Qianyue sat up and whispered, "Not at all mentally prepared. As soon as I went, she died in my arms. There are so many infatuated men in this Tiansheng Capital City, and she and Ye Tianyu are in love with each other and overcome all difficulties together. Although Ye Tianyu is not as pure as Zhao Kehan, he is half-hearted towards Zhao Kehan, which is enough. I always think they should be good, even if they don't have that broken chair and no supreme identity, so what? Life is not just that chair and identity, but so many things to pursue. They can stay with them until old age..."

Rong Jing sighed softly, "I knew she was in poor health a few days ago. At that time, you were in Nanliang. I was afraid that you would be sad in the past two days after I came back. I was afraid that you would be sad, so I could not save her by staying by her side and watching her. It was even more sad than seeing her like this, so I hid it from you."

"Although I feel uncomfortable when she dies, what makes me even more uncomfortable is that she and Ye Tianyu were not able to be together in the end. There is a saying that the farthest distance in the world, I always feel that nothing is farther away than life and death. There is always hope when you live, and nothing will be gone after death." Yun Qianyue nodded, knowing that if she could save her, Rong Jing would definitely save Zhao Kehan. If she could not save her, he would not let her go. After saying that, she reached out to hug him and stood up to walk towards the dark room.

Rong Jing was silent for a moment, then turned around and walked to the table to sit down. Qingying took the secret letter and he picked up the pen to review it.

Half an hour later, Yun Qianyue walked out of the dark room and sat beside Rong Jing. When she saw that it was Mo Pavilion’s secret letters piled on the table, she frowned, "In the sun, facing a pile of memorials in the palace, and when she came back, she had to face them."

Rong Jing smiled and said warmly: "Some things are barriers to protection. If I don't have the capital to compete with the Regent, now you are probably sitting in Ronghua Palace to watch him review the memorials."

Yun Qianyue curled her lips and said nothing.

Qingshang brought the food, Rong Jing put down the secret letter and carried Yun Qianyue into his arms.

That night, Yun Qianyue slept very uneasy. She woke up several times, and each time she looked like Zhao Kehan ​​said before her death and her eyes were closed with a smile. Rong Jing would reach out and pat her in time, hugging her body tightly. Without saying a word, Yun Qianyue felt at ease.

The next day, it was dawn, Rong Jing got up and looked at Yun Qianyue.

"I will go to the Convention Hall with you. Three days later, Zhao Kehan ​​is buried and I will go again." Yun Qianyue also woke up and said to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing nodded, the two of them washed up and left the door.
Chapter completed!