After Wei Heyan announced the decree, he took the incense from the butler, bowed three times and inserted it into the incense burner.
He was calm on the surface about King Lu's death, but he couldn't let it go for a long time in his heart. He was similar in age to King Lu. When he was a child in the palace, when no one cared about him, he took him to play with him.
That was the only light in his short childhood.
But he couldn't keep vigil for him, he had to return to the palace to resume his life.
With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the nephews present. Zhou Zhan was probably the only one who could empathize with him and be truly saddened by King Lu's passing.
He was paying homage to the past and his brother, while Zhou Zhan saw his own ending through King Lu...
When he turned around and left in a graceful manner, he met the masked King Han and Princess Han walking towards him. King Han stepped aside to get out of the way without even giving him a look.
If they didn't know his true identity, who would have thought that Wei Heyan was the King of Han, his biological brother living under the nose of Emperor Yao!
Si Yiluo chased him out, but as far as King Lu was concerned, they were all outsiders. After the memorial ceremony, they should leave.
Only the Zhou family members are left.
Zhou Chen sat back on the mat and yawned at the memorial tablet. Bo Wanqing had just gotten married to him, but the couple didn't talk to each other. Bo Wanqing was an orthodox lady who behaved in a strict and orderly manner, but he found it boring.
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Bo Wanqing disliked his arrogance and embarrassment.
Neither of them looked down on the other, but family interests were tied together. In this situation, Bo Wanqing had to fulfill her obligations as a wife. She quietly pulled his sleeves and asked him to sit down.
Zhou Chen remained unmoved and got tired of being dragged by her. He simply threw himself forward and fell to the ground, covering his forehead and groaning: "I'm a little dizzy. Do you have a cold or a fever? Please ask the imperial doctor to check on me."
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Bo Wanqing felt embarrassed and looked at Zhou Zhan. The well-known sick man had not fainted yet and was still holding on. He, a good person, actually pretended to be sick! He didn't even kneel for half an hour!
Even though His Royal Highness King Lu was not prominent during his lifetime, His Royal Highness King Lu was an elder, and he pretended to be ill in front of his elder's soul...
Zhou Chen just didn't look down on King Lu. His mother's family was not prominent, nor was his Yue's family. He had been ill all his life. He died when he was in his twenties. He had no biological son, so he still had to be the one to watch the funeral?
If he is willing to come, it will give him face!
Zhou Chang raised his eyelids, they didn’t want to come either, but they were afraid of impeachment, and they were afraid that the officials would say that they disrespected their elders. Zhou Chen had a prominent maternal family, and his wife was the granddaughter of Boge Lao. Who would dare to impeach if he didn’t have the foresight to do so?
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Zhou Rong frowned, but he didn't say the scolding words. Firstly, Zhou Chen wouldn't listen to him. Secondly, if he opened his mouth, tomorrow the courtiers would definitely accuse him of using his elder brother's identity to bully his brothers.
Civil servants are best at speaking like a lotus flower, turning black into white. There must be no stain on him.
"Brothers and sisters, since the third brother is not feeling well, please take him to the guest room to rest as soon as possible. Later, we will ask the imperial doctor to come over and check on the third brother."
Bo Wanqing's face turned red, and he helped Zhou Chen leave the mourning hall.
Shen Moran looked at Zhou Zhan, who shook his head at her. Because of his father's fear, their activities in the capital were very limited. How many of the people keeping watch tonight had real feelings for Uncle Lu Wang?
The Tian family's family ties were so indifferent, he didn't want to... There was a stinging pain in the back of his neck, like being bitten by a mosquito. He didn't take it to heart, but suddenly felt that his vision went dark, his consciousness was taken away, and his body fell to the ground with a plop.
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"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Moran panicked and hid the silver needle soaked in medicine in his cuff.
"Brothers and sisters, don't panic!" Zhou Yu, who was the closest, stood up and checked Zhou Zhan's breathing, then helped him up and carried him to the guest room, "Hurry up and ask the servants to ask for the imperial doctor..."
Shen Moran cried so hard that she seemed to have just remembered to ask the imperial doctor. After Zhou Yu put Zhou Zhan on the bed, he sat in the room without leaving, looking at Shen Moran who was dressed in plain white like an ant on a hot pot. Usually in a hurry.
There is a saying that goes well, if you want to be pretty, be filial and look at him, his eyes will become hot.
Shen Moran saw his changes and quietly placed the detoxification sachet under Zhou Zhan's nose.
"Your Highness King Yu, why hasn't the imperial doctor arrived yet? What should we do now?"
If Zhou Zhan dies, can he obtain the manpower left by the Protector through Shen Moran?
He glanced at the half-dead man lying on the bed again and said, "Has seventh brother's body always been so weak?"
This sentence meant something. It was not the first time he knew about Zhou Zhan's physical weakness, so why bother asking?
Shen Moran sneered in her heart, he was trying to trick her again. She didn't speak, just sat by the bed and wiped her tears.
The servant was sent by Shen Moran to ask for the imperial doctor. Apart from the fainted King Zhan, there were only two people left in the room, a man and a woman. Zhou Yu walked over, wiped away Shen Moran's tears with his fingers, and lifted her chin. He said, "Seventh brother was frightened by Uncle Lu Wang today. If there is something wrong with him, what should I do?"
Shen Moran's crystal tears fell on the palm of her hand, and the itchy feeling made her heart itch.
"Your Highness Prince Yu, please respect yourself. My husband is ill. As my husband's brother, shouldn't your Highness be worried about my husband's health?"
Zhou Yu chuckled softly with a gentle tone.
"But I'm more worried about my younger siblings. If the seventh brother comes in the future...will my younger siblings choose to live and die together like Aunt Wang?"
His question was to the point. What does a dead man mean? She would not choose to end her life. Only the weak would die to evade responsibility and difficulties. She Shen Moran believed that man can conquer nature and believed in carpe diem...
"Is His Royal Highness Prince Yu cursing your husband to return to the west?"
Her tone was playful, which made Zhou Yu feel that he was in trouble, so he spoke more straightforwardly.
"How could I curse my own brother... It's just that my seventh brother and I are brothers, and we will marry my sister in the future. Our relationship should be a close relationship. No matter what happens to the seventh brother's future, I will naturally I hope my siblings will live well..."
Before she got married, Zhou Yu pretended to be polite, humble and elegant. After she got married, he treated her in a different way, flirting and teasing her everywhere.
Shen Moran lowered his head and glanced at Zhou Zhan's rolling eyes, knowing that he had heard what he just said.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you feeling better?"
Shen Moran held Zhou Zhan's hand and pinched his palm to prevent him from opening his eyes.
His wife was in confusion with her brother in front of his bed. If he didn't open his eyes, not only the corner, but also the gable of the house would be ripped away.
But Shen Moran pinched him too hard. He tried hard for a few times, but finally gave in. His head tilted, his eyelids stopped moving, and his breathing stopped for two breaths.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, nothing can happen to you! Imperial Physician, why hasn't the Imperial Physician come yet..."
Under Bi Tao's urging, Dr. Lu almost ran out of breath, put down the medicine box, took a breath, and hurriedly squatted in front of the bed to check Zhou Zhan's pulse.
"Imperial physician, how is your highness?"
Doctor Lu checked for a long time. Different from the previous times, although his pulse this time was weak, it was still normal. Being urged desperately by Bi Tao, his heart was in his throat, and now it finally dropped back.
"It's okay. His Highness is just weak in energy and blood. He will faint after kneeling for a long time because of blocked energy and blood. I will prescribe a prescription and go back to take it for a while. Your Highness's body needs to be adjusted slowly. You can't act too hastily..."