C741 741 Let me send you off on your final journey

The current Yan Shuo was no longer a Kaiser, but a child who felt despair and helplessness in front of his own mother.

"The Queen Mother knows that you have done your best, so she won't blame you."

No matter how much the Empress Dowager disliked Yun Jiao Rong, she could not say anything more.

"Imperial Mother, I loved her for more than ten years. Why didn't she want me? She didn't want me …"

He stared blankly at the woman on the bed, whose blood had already drained. The pain and despair in his eyes was unbearable to look at.

"My son, she gave birth to you from the royal eldest son. If she doesn't love you, why would she give birth to your child? Why don't you go see your son first? "Leave it to the servants to clean up the place."

Yan Shuo looked at the empress dowager in a daze. After a while, he suddenly calmed down.

"All of you go out, I will accompany Rong Er for a while."

The servants all glanced at the empress dowager, only leaving after seeing her nod her head. The empress dowager and Liu Ruo Qing had left, leaving only the Kaiser by her side.

He quietly looked at Yun Jiao Rong with gentle eyes and brows, and a doting smile hung on his lips.

He slowly got up, carried the water basin over and cleaned her up bit by bit, "Rong Er, if I didn't force you to stay in the palace, would you have reached this stage? I'm the one who forced you to death, right? "

His hands trembled as he wiped away the cold look on Yun Jiao Rong's face. His eyes were filled with pain.

He was thinking, if he had not kept a close eye on her after the death of the Tutor Yun couple, if he had not given her a chance to get close to him, would the People from the Divine Artefact Hall not have forced her to kill him?

Then wouldn't she kill herself because she felt sorry for him?

He was the one who had forced her to her death! It was him!

Yan Yuan hated himself so much that he hated himself, hated himself for being selfish, hated himself for killing Rong Er.

Taiyuan Hospital —

"Mr. Lu, how is the child?"

The empress dowager watched worriedly as her eldest grandson lay on the bed, his tiny body filled with silver needles. Her heart throbbed in pain.

To reply to the empress dowager, my child's body is currently very weak. The poison in Miss Yun's body remains in his body, and even if he manages to preserve his life, in the future, his bones will still be extremely weak. Right now, my royal eldest son is still too young, so I can't try to purify the poison.

The empress dowager's body swayed slightly. "So you're saying that the poison will remain in his body forever?"

Lu Yuan He could not help but nod his head, "For the time being, this is the only way. If you use too crafty of a method to cure the poison, royal eldest son would not be able to take it."

He glanced at the empress dowager's pale face and continued, "This commoner will do his best to protect royal eldest son until he's seven or eight years old. At that time, I'll think of other methods to cure his."

The empress dowager wasn't an unreasonable person. She was well aware of the situation. A child who had been poisoned by a mother for seven months was blessed by the heavens to be able to come down safely.

Right now, she didn't have much hope. She only hoped that he would grow up safely.

Seeing this young body, which was still in his mother's stomach and was about to endure pain he shouldn't have, the empress dowager's heart was filled with resentment towards Yun Jiao Rong.

But now that she was dead, the Empress Dowager could say nothing more.

Yan Shuo stayed in the Chengde Palace until dawn. The Empress Dowager thought that he would stay in the for a few days, but she never thought that he would stay in the Chengde Palace until daybreak.

This kind of calmness made the Empress Dowager feel abnormally flustered, but upon closer inspection, she discovered that he was not at all different from before, except that she did not smile.

However, it was precisely that sort of coldness and coldness that caused one to feel a chill run down their spines.

Yun Jiao Rong had personally cleaned up Yun Jiao Rong's corpse and put on the clothes that had been taken away for burial. The ceremony that the Ministry of Rites had prepared for two months had now become a funeral.

Although Yun Jiao Rong was not bestowed the title of empress, the funeral itself was conducted in accordance to the rules of the empress.

There were also ministers in the court who suggested that it did not conform to the ancestor system, and were ordered by Yan Shuo to take thirty bets, and no one dared to bring it up again.

Because it was not even autumn yet and the weather was still hot, Yun Jiao Rong's corpse could not be left for too long. On the day of his burial, Yan Shuo personally carried Yun Jiao Rong into the coffin, and many of the officials did not care about being beaten up, directly kneeling in front of Kaiser.

"Your majesty, please take care of the dragon's body."

The corpse of a dead person, if it was left for too long, would contain corpse poison which would directly affect the Kaiser's dragon body. Even if the ministers could endure the Kaiser's rules of burial, they could not allow the Kaiser to take advantage of his corpse and carry a woman, who had been dead for a few days, to the grave.

"Your majesty, please take care of your dragon body. Your majesty!"

Yan Shuo did not care about them, and continued to carry Yun Jiao Rong, and walk towards the coffin.

"Your Majesty! Your majesty! "

A few of the old subjects were kowtowing in front of Yan Shuo, and a few of them had even bled in front of him.

Yan Shuo looked at the officials kneeling in front of him with cold eyes.

After a long while, a low, hoarse voice came out of his mouth. It was rather strenuous when he spoke because of the torn voice.

"Let us send Rong Er on her final journey, is that alright?"

With the word "is that alright?", the few kneeling ministers immediately waved their hands, they did not dare to let Kaiser beg him, but now, no matter if it was okay or not, they were putting themselves above the Kaiser.

"Can I leave now?"

Yan Shuo's hoarse voice continued to sound.

"This subject is terrified!"

"This subject is terrified!"

ignored them and carried Yun Jiao Rong's body towards the coffin.

The side of the coffin was filled with fresh flowers. These words were personally made by Yan Shuo, as if he was putting them on for Rong Er.

He carefully placed Yun Jiao Rong into the spacious coffin, and looked at her with a gentle expression. Tears slowly rolled down from his eyes.

Yun Jiao Rong laid there peacefully with her makeup on. It didn't seem like she was dead, but more like she had fallen asleep. Her sleeping face was calm, and she didn't frown anymore.

Yan Shuo's hand gently caressed Yun Jiao Rong's face. With tears in his eyes, he gave a gentle smile that was neither sad nor bitter, "Go to sleep Rong Er, you don't have to be sad anymore."

When the surrounding people saw Yan Shuo in such a state, they could not bear it anymore and their eyes turned red, but no one dared to stop him.

"Don't worry, I will raise our child properly and let him grow up safely."

He said goodbye to Yun Jiao Rong and did not say much. Seeing her peaceful eyes, he did not dare disturb her.