C553 Queen's funeral day

Hearing Feng Ziyao's words, she suddenly let out a breath of air, her hand loosened, and the whip dropped onto the ground with a 'pa' sound. Her entire body took a step back, with a dejected look.

Seeing that she seemed to be afraid of Feng Wu Yao, Xiao He immediately felt suspicious in his heart. Although Yue Er's heart was innocent and romantic, her personality was not weak at all. Instead, she would often fight back with an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

But now, with the Queen's fall from power, she had fallen to the position of Palace Mistress of the Cold Palace, but she wouldn't just sit by and watch as people destroyed what they loved the most, not even daring to find anyone to avenge her. Moreover, Feng Yu had already framed her earlier.

What had happened that he didn't know about?

Xiao He's sharp eyes darted back and forth between Feng Ziyao and Feng Lingyue, his brow slowly creasing.

"Princess, princess, hurry, esteemed empress, esteemed empress really can't make it …" Feng Lingyue squatted on the ground, and before she could recover from her grief over the loss of the little deer, she was startled by the appearance of Sherry, who hurriedly ran over.

She abruptly stood up, and before she could wipe away her tears, she hurriedly ran into the hall.

Xiao He couldn't help but follow when he saw this.

"Xiao He!" Feng Tang Yao walked over and grabbed Xiao He's sleeve, saying, "Don't misunderstand me. It's not that I want to kill Sister Eleven's fawn, but …"

He coldly pulled back his hand and said in a cold voice, "The princess values herself. This marquis does not like women being pulled around and around, moreover, this marquis is a man with an arranged marriage, so in the future, Princess Thirteen will not put any thought into this marquis' heart."

As he spoke, he turned around and followed Feng Lingyue's footsteps.

"Xiao He!" Feng Ziyao took a step forward and shouted, "You will regret this, you will regret this!"

However, no matter how much she yelled, Xiao He didn't turn back. His steps were firm, his back was resolute, and the only thing he left for her was indifference. He was giving her his care and protection.

"Xiao He, you'll regret this. You'll definitely regret it if you don't stop walking towards me!" Feng Tang said, his hand clenched tightly as his entire body trembled.

"Muhou, muhou, what happened to you …" Feng Suiyue ran back to Empress Dian Wen's chamber like a gust of wind, holding her hand tightly.

"Mu … Ling Yue'er, you … you …" "Wait for him to come back …" The empress used her last bit of strength to straighten herself up, finish what she had to say, and then land on the bed. Her head tilted slightly, and her eyes slowly closed.

Imperial Physician Liu was carried by Xiao He and rushed over. He opened the empress's eyes to take a look, and then felt his pulse. His heart trembled, and then he abruptly knelt on the ground and loudly said:

"The empress has passed away!"

"The empress has passed away!"

What? Xiao He's heart sank.

"No, no, no, it won't be. My mother doesn't have a funeral day. Imperial Physician Liu, don't speak nonsense. My mother doesn't have a funeral day, she's just sleeping. She's tired, she'll wake up soon. She, she's asleep, she'll wake up soon."

You... Get out of here, all of you! "

Feng Lingyue chased Imperial Physician Liu and Xiao He out one by one. "You guys don't have to disturb my mother. I'll be fine by myself with her. She'll wake up tomorrow morning!"

"Ling Yue'er!" Wake up, wake up! " When Xiao He saw her like this, he felt really bitter. He grabbed her hand and forced her to look into his eyes. With a pained heart, he said, "The empress is already dead. Don't ever …"

"Nonsense! "You said my little deer is dead, and so is my mother. I don't want to see you anymore, so you're talking nonsense!" Feng Lingyue said with a shrill voice.

Then, she walked back to the head of the bed with disordered steps, as if she had gone mad. She embraced the empress in her arms, pinched her people, and cried out urgently and sobbed —

"Muhou, I'm begging you, please wake up. I'm begging you, make Yue-er only have you. Do you really want Yue-er to become someone no one wants?" "Mother, please wake up, I won't make you angry anymore, I will definitely listen to you very much, I will study well, work well as a female worker, don't dance with swords or make guns, don't ride the horse and hunt anymore, I will do whatever mother wants me to do, as long as mother wakes up …"

However, no matter how much she begged, the Empress never opened her eyes again.

"Imperial Mother, Imperial Mother …"

"Make Yue'er …" Even a man as resolute as Xiao He couldn't hold it in. His eyes were red, but the empress was already dead, and no one could do anything about it.

"Empress, empress …" Sherry was kneeling on the ground. She had served the Empress for more than ten years.

Princess, what should we do in the future …" "Kneeling at the door, Kneel wept uncontrollably.

Soon, the news of the empress's funeral had spread to the imperial palace. Everyone was lost in their own thoughts.

When Xu Xianfei heard the news, she immediately kneeled on the ground and cried bitterly in front of the person who came to report. After the person left, she made people close the palace doors and said:

"The empress's death is also a good thing for me. Without the empress, it'll be much harder for me to recognize my ancestors in the future. As for Eleventh, Thirteen's punishment in the dark will be of no use to her brother."

When Zhou Chengdi heard the news, he was silent for a long time, thinking back to the day when the empress had entered the palace, a bitter look appearing in his eyes. After a long time, he raised his hand and said, "I understand, send the order for the ceremonial department to deal with the empress's funeral."

When the news reached the prime minister's mansion, Lian Xiyue folded the letter and placed it into the letter. The hand that held the letter trembled as she immediately thought of the eleventh princess, Feng Zhenyue.

Now that the empress had passed away, the Eleventh Princess really had no one to rely on.

She abruptly stood up and hurriedly walked towards Lian Yan Qing's study. Coincidentally, just as he was about to enter the palace, he too had a heavy expression on his face and was frowning deeply.

"Father!" Lian Ruyue quickly walked forward and asked, "Father, can you bring your daughter to the palace?"

Lian Yanqing hesitated for a moment before saying, "If the empress were to suddenly die, then Changchun Palace will be the place for the crime. You shouldn't go; just stay at home and bring the news to you when I return."

"No, Father! "Father still remembers the time when the Emperor and his daughter were on the cruise ship. Afterwards, someone tried to poison her to death, and Princess Eleven saved her daughter in time, which is also considered as saving her daughter's life. After the empress died, Princess Eleven probably had a hard time surviving this ordeal, so the daughter wanted to go and comfort her, but nothing will happen to her."

When Lian Yan Qing heard this, he finally nodded and said, "Alright, follow me to the palace."

"Thank you, father." Lian Ruyue nodded and said.

On the carriage heading to the palace, Lian Yan Qing suddenly asked, "Just now, you said that someone wanted you dead. Who was it?"

Lian Xiyue was unwilling to say that it was the empress dowager, so she said, "Fourth Prince."