As soon as the sound fell, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, and the sky and the earth were as bright as day. Fu Yunchen's face was as white as a ghost, but his thin lips were as red as stained with blood.
The lightning disappeared, the ghostly scene faded into darkness again, and the scent of blood spread until Qiao Dongzi could smell it.
‘Pfft—’ he knelt on the ground on one knee, “Boss, my condolences.”
A bell suddenly rang in the direction of the palace!
It is to summon hundreds of civil and military officials to enter the palace.
Fu Yunchen half-squinted his long, colorful eyes and said to Qiao Dongzi: "Let Lao Liu prepare."
Qiao Dongzi's face turned cold and solemn for a moment, and he responded sonorously: "Yes!"
…
Three days later.
Mu Run sat on the bed and gnawed on the fruit. It was similar to Sha Guo, with a stronger aroma than apples and a sour taste.
Watching her eat, Qin's mother beside her just felt like her teeth dropped. "I've had three sons, and none of them can eat sour foods as well as you. One of them is particularly fond of spicy food."
Mu Run replied: "I also feel sour, but I can't help it. Other fruits are not as good as this."
"I saw oranges on sale recently. Do you want to eat some oranges?"
"Okay, okay, I love oranges." Mu Run immediately put down the oranges, "Are there any for sale now?"
"Yes, I'll go to Lao Li Tou's place to see what he just bought."
"Yeah, yeah. You can buy whatever you want." During pregnancy, there is no need to save your mouth and you can eat whatever you want.
"By the way, it's snowing outside, be careful of slippery roads."
"Don't worry." Qin's mother went out carrying the basket.
Not long after, he came back with a basket full of large yellow oranges, but his face looked a little unusual.
"What's wrong, Mother Qin?" Mu Run asked.
Mother Qin pointed to the sky, "It's collapsed!"
"What collapsed?"
"The sky is falling!"
Mu Run glanced outside. There seemed to be nothing special about the white snow and the gloomy sky.
"Where did it collapse?"
"The emperor has passed away! Listen carefully, are there any bells ringing?"
"..." Mu Run listened carefully, and it seemed like there was a bell ringing, but it was far away and he couldn't hear it clearly.
"The emperor has passed away! Many temples in the capital are ringing bells with 30,000 pestles!" Qin's mother said solemnly.
Mu Run: "Ah..."
How many days will it take?
…
The death of the emperor didn't make much sense to Mu Run.
They are more than a hundred miles apart and are remote small counties. Basically, there seems to be nothing else to do except waiting for the new emperor to ascend the throne.
And during the Chinese New Year, the whole country is in mourning, so all kinds of festive things can’t be hung.
Mu Run thought about her belly, and she would unload the goods when spring comes next year.
Although Yaoyao is young, he is very clever and handy. He has already made more than a dozen sets of small clothes, as well as small quilts and mattresses for Murun's children.
We even made New Year clothes for everyone. However, due to the national mourning, I may have to postpone wearing new clothes with fresh colors.
"Generally speaking, after the emperor dies, the new emperor ascends the throne. Why haven't I heard any news yet?" Wang Yaozong entered the house carrying a pot of charcoal fire that had lost its smoke.
Yaoyao bounced to the charcoal basin, grabbed a handful of chestnuts and put them into the charcoal fire, waiting for the chestnuts to explode. "It doesn't matter who takes the throne and becomes the emperor, it's not our turn anyway."
Mu Run smiled and said, "That makes sense. But I heard that the late emperor had no sons. I'm afraid the new emperor will be born from brothers, nephews and nephews."
Qin's mother came into the house carrying a basket of sweet potatoes with four or five oranges on top.
"Old Li Tou said that these are the only ones left, and they will be given to Madam Mu to eat."