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Rong'er thought to himself, "After the Emperor returned, some of the court members started to secretly discuss who the next Empress is. I know that the Emperor once said that he wouldn't be setting the position of Empress anymore, but after Xiu-Ning broke his own words, then …" Who would be the next queen? Or would she become the last lucky person to be able to be with him after a hundred years?

At the mouth of the Rising Sun Sect's Temple Door, Rong'er slowly walked out of the palanquin. The gatekeeping eunuch hurried forward and said, "Imperial Concubine Rong, you're here."

Rong'er nodded. "Who came by today?"

"Master Xiushan is still inside, and so is the Fourth Prince." The eunuch replied meekly.

Rong'er nodded and walked to the back of the hall. The Empress Xioayi's Zizi's coffin had already stayed there for more than two months, and everyday, the officials and wives coming and going would come unceasingly. Furthermore, the empress dowager allowed the empress dowager to come and mourn as well, but they could only stay in the rear of the hall, and Xiushan stayed there for almost every day, while the other concubines only came occasionally to pay their respects.

In the back hall, only Xiushan was left. She was dressed in white and had a sad expression on her face. When she saw Rong'er, she stood up and nodded at him. Rong'er looked at Xiu Shan, who was standing in front of him.

"Where's Yin Zhen? I heard he came over? " Rong'er asked softly.

Xiushan nodded, her voice hoarse from crying. "Yes, he went to the front."

"Don't be too sad, love your body." Rong'er walked over and gently held Xiushan's hand.

"I know, but I'm just sad. All these years I've been in the palace, my life has been tied up with my sister. Now that she's gone, I don't know how I'm going to continue living …" Xiushan's voice was shaking.

Rong'er knew that Xiushan was only used to living a life of filial piety. She said softly, "You will slowly get used to it. The Empress Xioayi will continue to protect you from the heavens."

"En!" Xiushan nodded her head vigorously, but her tears couldn't help but fall down.

Rong'er patted her shoulders lightly, walked to the door and looked out into the hall. The Tong Family and Yin Zhen were there, along with a few other officials who were guarding the door.

"Elder sister, is the emperor coming back? Why isn't the Emperor willing to guard my sister's final days?! " Xiushan mumbled softly, with some complaints …

"He's almost back. Empress Xioayi will definitely be back a hundred days ago." Rong'er nodded vigorously. He walked over and embraced Xiushan, gently consoling her. "The emperor wants to stay with your sister too, but the emperor is a sovereign. There are too many obstacles in the court. After all, the emperor is still a human …"

Hugging Xiu Shan who was crying in her arms, Rong'er was also missing Xuan Ye. The Empress Xioayi's funeral had not happened yet, and the harem was filled with too many sorrows and sorrows.

In the front hall, a little boy said to Yin Zhen: "Fourth Prince, don't be too sad, be careful or you might hurt your body."

Yin Zhen stared fixedly at Empress Xioayi's Zizi's coffin, and nodded his head lightly, not saying a word. No one could understand what this eleven year old child was thinking about, and after Xiao Yi passed away, Yin Zhen, who was already quiet, spoke even less.

Tong Guowei saw and lightly called out, "Longkedo, go and send someone to bring the water for Fourth Prince." The boy, who was slightly older than Yin Zhen by a year or two, hurriedly nodded and passed on his orders to a disciple at the door.

"Fourth Prince, you don't need to come here every day. If you get tired, the spirit of the Empress Xioayi in heaven will feel sorry for you." Tong Guowei advised the child in front of him softly. He was glad that Xiu Ning had not raised the child for nothing.

Yin Zhen nodded his head dumbly, he did not say a word, and seeing that, he could only sigh helplessly. After a while, the people from the palace brought the water over, and Longkedo took it and gave it to him with both hands.

"Thank you!" Yin Zhen's mouth was indeed dry, after all the weather in August was still very sultry, and taking a big gulp of water, she spoke her first sentence to Longkedo.

"Fourth Prince, you're welcome!" Seeing Yin Zhen being so polite, Longkedo's heart warmed.

Xuan Ye had finally returned to the palace. Another month passed, and after a hundred days had passed, before the arrival of winter, the mausoleum of Xuan Ye's underground palace had been repaired, and Xiao Yi had officially moved her Zizi's coffin to the mausoleum.

This was a cool day and he had already felt the traces of winter. Rong'er, Imperial Concubine Hui and Imperial Consort Wen had suddenly wanted to take a walk in the imperial garden after sending Xiushan back to the palace.

The palanquin turned and landed at the entrance of the imperial garden, Xiao Qing supported Rong'er out of the palanquin. The imperial garden was originally the most beautiful place in the palace in the summer, and only there were green trees, flowers, and water from the pavilion. Rong'er suddenly remembered, as if she had developed feelings for autumn since many years ago.

As he casually walked, he suddenly saw a person sitting in the pavilion in front of him. Rong'er stopped and looked at him.

"It's the Lady Wang." Xiao Qing said softly.

Rong'er nodded and walked towards Wang Jiami's direction. It had been a long time since Wang Jiami last played the zither. She was originally a figure that everyone was paying attention to, but because she had passed away, everyone gradually began to forget about her. Of course, Rong'er had not, and she had always been thinking about her in her heart, because this Wang Jiami gave her an indescribable feeling of unease.

"Lady Wang." Rong'er called softly.

Wang Jiami sat in the pavilion, his eyes focused, as though he was thinking about something. Hearing Rong'er's change, he immediately recovered and stood up, with a shallow smile, "Jamie greets Imperial Concubine Rong."

"Lady Wang is too courteous, I was just strolling around for nothing." This Wang Jiami had an absolute beauty, no matter what she did, Rong'er's heart would jump. This Zhang Liyan was a man and women would praise her, "Why is Lady Wang here?"

"Today's Chengqian Palace is very sad, I just came out to take a breather." Wang Jiami said softly.

Today was the day of Empress Xioayi's funeral coffin burial. The Chengqian Palace's palace people were collectively crying for her life, and since she had the guts to come out like this, Rong'er asked softly, "Chengqian Palace's collective crying for her palace. Since Lady Wang lives in Chengqian Palace, it probably isn't appropriate to come out alone."

Wang Jiami chuckled, "This humble one is only a zither master, and not someone from the palace. Initially, I thought I would not be subjected to this rule, and since Imperial Concubine Rong has spoken, this humble one will return!" Wang Jiami stood up as he spoke.

Rong'er also stood up and said softly: "I heard that the Lady Wang and the crown prince are very close?"

"Before the empress passed away, the crown prince only liked to listen to the guqin and often invited his concubine to play the guqin." Wang Jiami blinked his eyes lightly, he could not see any other expression, and blessed Rong'er: "Imperial Concubine Rong, I will return to Chengqian Palace first." Wang Jiami then looked up at Rong'er, only to see Rong'er nodding and turning to leave.

"Master, why is this Lady Wang so cold towards others?" Xiao Qing said with dissatisfaction.

Rong'er chuckled. "No one in this palace treats her well, so why blame her for being cold." He frowned slightly and asked softly, "During this period of time, the crown prince did not find Lady Wang, right?"

"Yes, after Empress Xioayi passed away, he did not look for me." Xiao Qing nodded.

Rong'er nodded his head lightly, "The crown prince is not young anymore, although he will not accept Crown Prince's Wife for the time being, he should at least send some of them in."

"The crown prince is indeed old, and our Third Prince is coming soon too! Master, you need to properly choose a marriage ceremony for Third Prince, you should start right away. If there are good ones, you should leave your trump card for now, and come in three years later. " Xiao Qing said while smiling on the side.

Speaking of her two most beloved children, Rong'er's face revealed a gentle light. "Yin Zhi? It's still too early, it's just that Yin Reng's matter is getting more urgent … "

After Xuan Ye personally went to the Mausoleum of Books to bury the Empress Xioayi, Rong'er found out that the Empress Xioayi was buried next to the Empress Xiaozhao. In the underground palace that Xuan Ye would visit a hundred years later, there was only one last place left to be buried with him, which was the place beside Empress Renxiao … Who would this seat belong to? There was no woman in the harem who did not yearn for it, and of course, Rong'er was one of them. It was not only because the position belonged to the empress, but also because it was a position that could be accompanied by Xuan Ye day and night after a hundred years …