Each queen and prince sent personal maids and eunuchs to stay at the funeral. But even so, after the third prince and others left, the entire mourning hall still seemed unusually deserted and deserted.
"Oh, why did the master send me such a hard job?
If I had known that I was keeping a vigil for the dead, I would have said I was sick and wouldn't have come." A slightly coquettish woman's voice came from outside the mourning hall.
"What do you think will be a good thing?" Another mature voice came:
"You don't think about it. If it is really a good thing, will it fall on us?"
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Ding Xiang and Zijin, who were kneeling in front of the mourning hall, looked at each other.
Ding Xiang stood up from the ground and walked towards the door. Soon Ding Xiang's soft but stern scolding came from outside the door.
Zijin listened silently for a while, then stood up and walked to the princess's coffin, staring at the princess's remains.
After a long time, he said sadly: "You are misled by your passion!
Princess, you can go with peace of mind, I will take good care of the third prince on your behalf.
I hope you will not be born in this imperial family in the next life!"
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Seven days passed in a flash, and the princess's body was finally transported back to Beizhao Kingdom according to the rules.
Zi Jin felt that there was no more pitiable person in heaven and earth than the princess.
She didn't want to go back to Beizhao when she was alive, but even after she died, she still had to go back there.
She couldn't control her life, but who would have thought that even if she died, she couldn't control her.
Women in the deep palace, who knows what freedom is?
Even Zijin himself didn't know how he got there during these seven days. It was just so chaotic, and it disappeared day by day.
Life in the palace has returned to normal. Everyone should continue to do what they should do every day. It seems that no one has changed in any way because of the death of the princess.
Sometimes I think about it, life is like this. Without you, the world will still run as usual, with the sun rising and setting as usual, and the flowers blooming and fading as usual...
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