Chapter 596

Three days have passed.

It's time for the evil king to enter the earth. In the early morning, the cold fog filled the sky of the evil king's residence, and the thin cool smoke spread over the whole city. It seems that even heaven is ready for such a day. The sky is gloomy and cold.

When Lengyue is dressed in a plain white dress, her hair falls behind her, and white flowers adorn her hair all the time, which makes her look cool and silent, just like the white lotus standing in the snow, lonely but strong.

Finally, the people who came to the evil prince's residence to mourn on weekdays all gathered in the mourning hall of the prince's residence at the third quarter of Yinshi. Even Feng Yuan and Zhuo Qingrou rarely went out of the Palace once.

After all, it's a matter of settling down in peace. Lengyue looks at these people with different looks, and nods indifferently in their sincere greetings.

"I'll see the emperor!"

All the ministers in the room were surprised when they saw Feng Yuan appear in the evil prince's house, but they immediately saluted and said hello. I still remember that when the crown prince had an accident, the capital didn't seem to stir up the masses like this.

Feng Yuan abandoned a bright yellow dragon robe. Instead, he was dressed in a plain dress, with a dark fox fur behind him, followed by Zhuo Qingrou with a peaceful face.

"Get up!"

Feng Yuan seems to be ten years old overnight, and his white hair is more dazzling. Standing in the middle of the hall, countless officials were staring at each other on both sides.

The huge word "Dien" seems to be mocking the old man's pain of sending black hair to white hair. Feng Yuan's chaotic eyes looked at the dark hall. When he saw the cold moon with low eyes and no sense of existence, he walked forward.

"Moon..." I haven't seen you for a few days. At this time, Feng Yuan looks at Lengyue's tight face. Anyone can see the determined fatigue and deep pain. Some words can't help but want to export, but they are still hidden in silence.

"Father, Leng Yue has something to ask for!" Suddenly, the cold moon's voice rang in the original bustling and noisy hall. For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on her. There were sympathy, indifference and curiosity.

Feng Yuan nodded: "you say it, as long as the father to do, you must be allowed!"

"Father, Leng Yue has nothing else to ask for. He only hopes that his father will grant him permission and not bury Fengqi in the imperial mausoleum."

"Hiss - ah?"

Among the ministers, one after another, there were unbelievable voices of surprise. One after another, she looks at Lengyue's face. Is she stupid.

Burying in the imperial mausoleum is a great favor. Besides, burying the evil king in the imperial mausoleum is also a matter of course. But it's hard to understand that the evil princess is actually against it.

"Oh? Why? " Feng Yuan just raised one side of the thick eyebrow, and seemed not surprised at Lengyue's words. But at the moment, if the cold moon raises her eyes, she must be able to find the joy of his flashing eyes.

"Father, the important place of the imperial mausoleum, and the guards! If I really send him to the imperial mausoleum for burial, when I want to talk to him in the future, I can't even see his tombstone. It's cruel, isn't it? " With that, Leng Yue suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yuan with a restrained look, with a sad smile.

Her strong finally in such a day, some chapped. But her shoulders and his unfulfilled wishes, she must be strong.

"No! Lengyue, do you know that it is the rule of our ancestors that the prince is buried in the imperial mausoleum? How can you violate the law of our ancestors because of your words! Lengyue, my mother knows that you are sad, but you can't embarrass your father because of this! " Zhuo Qingrou quickly walks to Feng Yuan. Before Feng Yuan opens his mouth, he directly looks at Lengyue and says something that she doesn't agree with.

In that tone, there seems to be a little reprimand.

Lengyue is fearless and looks at Zhuo Qingrou with firm eyes: "empress, you seem to have done too much! This time, can father make a decision? Even if it's the rules of ancestors, it's all decided by people! "

It's all about the crowd!

Only this sentence, attracted minister whispers, cold month looking at Zhuo Qingrou is flashing dark ridicule.

Zhuo Qingrou is ridiculed by Lengyue again and again. She intuitively feels that her identity has been provoked by Lengyue for many times. Now she smiles, but her eyes are cold and piercing: "Lengyue, mother knows you are sad, so she didn't hear what you said! But there is no doubt that it is imperative to be buried in the imperial mausoleum! If you want to see more of the night, you might as well see it as soon as possible

"Shut up

Zhuo Qingrou thinks that Feng Yuan is obedient to her, but she doesn't expect that Feng Yuan is suddenly angry. She turns her eyes and looks at her with disgust, even with a strong voice.

"The emperor?"

Zhuo Qingrou was stunned and looked at Feng Yuan up and down. His tone was not good: "emperor, do you even ignore the court platform, for her words, you will die of conscience? If the ancestors know, how will you face them in the future? "

"Presumptuous! How do I decide? Do you need to intervene? Not yet Feng Yuan glares at Zhuo Qingrou angrily. It's the first time for the rare emperor to confront each other in front of such civil and military officials, and the reason comes from Lengyue. In this case, the cold moon naturally became the focus of people's eyes.

Feng Qingrou stood aside, looking back at Lengyue, and asked in a soft voice, "since you don't want to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, do you have a better choice?""Go back to your father and bury him in the suburbs."

When Lengyue's voice fell, the minister's whisper came clearly:

"this evil princess is crazy. She doesn't go to the imperial mausoleum, but she buries the evil king in the suburbs. It's hard to make him a ghost!"

"Ah, evil! If the evil king knows it, I'm afraid it's hard to accept it! "

Lengyue has already had the best place to bury him for seven nights. She doesn't want him to enter the imperial mausoleum alone. She wants to accompany him, even if heaven and man are separated forever.

"Father and emperor, I think it's better to do it according to my sister-in-law's will."

Feng Yihan suddenly stands when everyone is silent. Feng Yuan and Lengyue both look at him.

"The virtuous King agrees?"

Feng Yuan picks an eyebrow to ask a, this next Zhuo green soft air knot of low roar: "Han son, what do you say!"

"Father and mother! Although the younger sister's move seems to be against the discipline of the organization, please see that for the sake of losing her younger brother, just follow her wishes! " Feng Yihan's help makes Zhuo Qingrou's face more ugly, but her son should have her intention to say so.

Zhuo Qingrou's face was cold and speechless, and she said with a warm smile: "good! Lengyue, my father promised you! You just do as you want. Your father will give you 5000 elite soldiers to guard ye'er's coffin! What do you think? "

Lengyue looks at Fengyuan gratefully, and knows that he loves fengqiye in his heart, but unexpectedly she can love her husband and her husband, nodding: "Lengyue thanks father Haihan!"

When Feng Yihan hears Feng Yuan's words, his face is obviously stiff. He didn't expect that his father would give Lengyue elite soldiers in public. Although 5000 is not much, his actions make him even more angry.

It seems that his father never saw what he did! Then why should he be grateful for his father and son's kindness!

*

the funeral scene of the evil king was not so grand. However, in the whole Fengcheng, even if there is air conditioning, the streets are crowded. Looking at the coffin carried by the guards, and the evil Princess walking in the front.

"You said that the evil princess was pathetic enough. She did it at a young age!"

"No! In my opinion, the evil king must have offended someone and died so miserably! "

The rustling conversation was all heard by Lengyue. However, walking in the front of the funeral procession, she could do nothing!

Hundreds of elite soldiers follow the rear of the line to protect them all the time. With the cold moon and lonely shadow, a group of soldiers walk to the outskirts of Fengcheng in the cold and lonely weather.

Outside the door of the evil prince's mansion, the officials watched the troops leave. Feng Yuan's eyes were deep, and his eyes sometimes flashed a variety of emotions. Beside Zhuo Qingrou stands Feng Yihan. Both mother and son have stiff expressions, but none of them speaks.

A funeral, simple and desolate!

In the suburbs, Lengyue is not the first time to come here. The lake, once sparkling, is now covered with snow. The octagonal pavilion with flying eaves stands alone in the wind and snow.

This side of heaven and earth, was once sealed seven nights, because she killed for the first time, and brought her here to relieve the haze of her heart. And back here, it's so ironic.

It's been a long day of gloomy weather, and now it's snowing again. Leng Yue stands in front of fengqiye's mausoleum, looking at the inscription on the stone tablet, "the tomb of the late husband fengqiye", inscribed by Feng's Lengyue.

All the elite soldiers were waiting for 100 meters in the suburbs. From then on, this part of the world became a place where the cold moon could talk about her tenderness, and a forbidden place where outsiders could not set foot in.

Long Xiu and long Qing stand behind Lengyue and look at her lonely figure standing in front of the mausoleum. Brother and sister look at each other and have no choice but to accompany her.

With more and more snow falling, Lengyue's only warmth is gradually driven away, and the chill from her heart seems to have integrated with her.

*

palace

"han'er, what do you mean today! How can you help your father speak! Helan cold moon is really more and more ungrateful

Zhuo Qingrou looks at Feng Yihan with an angry face. She doesn't agree with what he did in the evil prince's residence.

Feng Yihan said with a sharp expression, "mother, there is no need to verify too much. Feng Qiye is really dead! It's just a little help for my son to help my father! But I didn't expect that my father would give her excellent soldiers! "

"Well! What a lift! Dead is dead. Your father is so confused. Don't you know right and wrong? "

"Mother! Why are you so angry? Only by doing so can you bear the title of King Xian! Don't you realize that when my son said these words, many ministers, though puzzled, secretly praised my son? It's just to win people's hearts. Besides, even if her father gave her 5000 elite soldiers, what's more terrible if her children's ministers sit on the throne and have the protection of Xuanjia army in the future! " Feng Yihan has a proud smile on the corner of her mouth. Feng Qiye's death has really caused him a great trouble.

"Xuanjia army?! It's easy to say that our palace has been following your father for so many years. Although we only know that Xuanjia army is a powerful dark guard guarding the emperor, we have never seen it! Your father has become more and more resistant to our palace recently. This is not a solution! " Zhuo Qingrou looks at Feng Yihan. They both look a little ugly,Xuanjia army is the most mysterious army in the whole palace. Only those who are emperors can see the true face. But now Feng Yuan's body is getting worse day by day, but they still can't understand the location of Xuanjia army.

"Mother, don't worry! So many years of planning, why persistent! Don't forget, there is a blank edict, now I don't know where it is! It seems that the children's ministers have to find a way to let the emperor take out the imperial edict again! "

"What do you want to do?"

Zhuo Qingrou looks suspiciously at Feng Yihan, who is confident, and asks him.

"My mother, for so many years, my father refused to appoint a prince because the world is peaceful! But if all of a sudden there was turmoil in Fengsu, would you say that your father would be able to sit back and ignore it? If there is no suitable person to quell the riot, the court will shake, and the father will be able to rest peacefully! "

"This..."

*

it's getting late, and the cold wind in the suburbs is getting fiercer. The weather in December is already cloudy and sunny. Although the snow has stopped, the air is getting drier and colder. Even Longqing can't stand it.

"Princess, go back!"

Rigidly walked to Lengyue side, long Qing comforted. See the cold moon slightly tremble for a moment, looking back, eyes lax.

"Princess..."

"Well! Go back. " All day long, Lengyue only wears a thin skirt, which can't stand the cold weather. So, when the tight lips just say a word, the whole person straight fell on the body of Long Qing.

Long Qing exclaimed. When Fang touched her body, she felt that she was as hot as a stove. At this time, the feverish cold moon had already fainted and was unconscious.

The next day

in the cold moon, I felt that my throat was painful, my nose was sour and blocked, and my body was weak, as if I had been given lead. There was no blood on her lips. When she frowned and opened her eyes, she still felt some twists and turns.

"Princess, Princess..."

Long Qing's eyes are red. Seeing that Lengyue finally wakes up, she can't help being excited and calls.

Lengyue turns her eyes, just to see Longqing secretly wipe the corners of her eyes, and her voice is dry: "what are you crying for! I'm fine! "

"Princess, you can't do anything! Now you are the only one left for me and elder brother! "

"Don't worry, I can't die! Have something to eat. I'm hungry! " Lengyue propped herself up and sat on the soft couch behind her. Her face was as indifferent as ever. It seemed that yesterday's pain had disappeared.

Long Qing picked up the porridge she had already prepared and was about to feed it to Lengyue. Then there was a knock on the door.

"Dong Dong Dong --"

Long Qing put the white bowl aside, and when she opened the door and saw someone coming, "what's the matter?"

"Huilong girl, I have something to tell the princess!" Niu Buer respectfully says to long Qing, the whole person no longer looks as humble as ever.

"Wait a minute..."

"Long Qing, let him in!"

Originally, I wanted to let Lengyue have a rest. Before long Qing finished, I heard Lengyue's voice coming from the inner room. Secretly sigh a, get out of the body, cow not two homeopathy into.

Lengyue sits on the soft couch, wearing a thick fox fur. When she sees Niu Buer, her eyes flicker.

Niu Bu Er lowered his eyes and said, "back to the palace, now there are 123 servants in the palace! But since yesterday, a total of 36 people went to the housekeeper and wanted to take away the deed of sale to leave the palace. The housekeeper didn't know what to do, so the slave came to ask the princess to decide! And And... "

Seeing Niu Buer's hesitation, Lengyue's intuition went wrong, and her voice was cold: "say it!"

"What's more, in recent nights, there are several servants in the mansion who want to sneak into the Lord's study. Fortunately, they were found in time by the slaves. Now they are all locked up in the wood room of the Lord's mansion."

"Well done! You wait outside the hall. You'll take us to the Chaifang later! " Cold month words fall, then directly take up the soft couch side of porridge to drink, cow not two respectfully looked at cold month, immediately turned out of the inner room.

"Princess, you are not well yet..."

Long Qing's words are full of helplessness, especially when she finds Lengyue Bai Xi's face, she really doesn't want to be so tired.

"I'm fine! It seems that it is necessary to clean up the palace as soon as possible. Someone even dares to attack his study after his death! Clean up, and from now on, let's stay in his study. "

"Good!"

Lengyue puts on her clothes and has a meal in a hurry. She takes Niu Buer to the Chaifang of the palace. Outside the wood room, a few boys were standing shivering. When they saw the cold moon, they straightened their waists and said, "see you, Princess!"

"Well!"

Niu Buer walked in front of him. He saw a few servants with red noses. He whispered, "you stand guard in turn. Change the time between two hours!"

"Yes

Lengyue watched Niu Buer's action, slightly surprised by his leadership. At that time, she was just acting casually. Unexpectedly, she seemed to have found the treasure!

"Princess, please come inside!" Niu Buer reaches out his hand to signal Lengyue, while he walks in front of her. When he pushes open the door of the firewood room, Niu Buer looks back at Lengyue from time to time. When two people enter, it seems that he can see several people lying on the straw in the dim light of the firewood room."Why don't you get up and see the princess?" Niu Buer's voice is not big or small, but he can definitely let the people in the wood room hear clearly. However, when he finished, the people on the straw did not respond.

Seeing this, Niu Buer looks back at Leng Yue, and immediately goes forward to the straw. When he is about to speak, he almost screams.

Secretly swallowed a mouthful, Niu Buer looked at Lengyue, "Wang Princess, dead

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