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Wan Jing turned her head to look at Xuan Tuo's frown, but she couldn't help it.

"It's because mufei Imperial Concubine Fu is gone." As he spoke, his eyes were filled with tears. The grudge he had against Imperial Consort Shuang earlier had long been erased by Xuan Tuo's sincere treatment.

"What?" Although Consort Su was only the mother of Xuan Tuo's body, her words still caused Wen Che's heart to tremble. It was obvious that this body was related to Shufei by blood.

Xuan Tuo's handsome face darkened in an instant, as if the sky had sunk before the rain. Who was it that had killed his mufei while he was unconscious? Who was so vicious that they actually wanted to kill them all?

At that time, the palanquin had already arrived outside of Kun Yi Palace. Xuan Tuo's face suddenly turned dark. In the blink of an eye, he was as calm as ever as he supported Qing Fu's men into the palanquin. Wan Jing was following closely behind Xuan Tuo on the stone steps.

At the far end of the red carpet, high up in the sky, dressed in the yellow robe of nine dragons, sat the same emperor whose name Xuan Tuo had brought to his mind.

"Your son, Xuan Tuo greets royal father and the old Buddha."

"Chenqie and Wanjing pay their respects to Imperial Father and the Old Buddha."

They all said the same thing at the same time, but they didn't say a single word of courtesy. Xuan Tuo only waited for someone to tell him a little about his mother's concubine.

"Rise." Xuan Tong majestically stood up and headed straight for his son Xuan Tuo.

"Ta'er, go say goodbye to your mufei." His voice was filled with endless vicissitudes of life and helplessness.

"Yes, your son will go right away. Wan Jing, you should stay and chat with the old Buddha." I want to go see mufei in peace. " After Xuan Tuo finished speaking, he immediately left the Kun Yi Palace and headed straight for his mother's concubine, Fu Shou's, Lotus Flower Palace.

He moved as fast as he could, wishing that he could grow wings.

Outside the palace, there were two young eunuchs who could not be found throughout the memories.

Just as he was about to step into the palace, he was stopped.

"Prince, stop. The Empress's coffin is in the Hall of Life."

"Why is it in the Hall of Life?" In his memory, the coffin at the Hall of Life couldn't enter the Feiling.

"This …" The young eunuch faltered.

"Speak quickly, otherwise, be careful of your head." His pent-up anger seemed to have exploded, as if he was looking for someone to carry it on his back.

The eunuch seemed to fear that he would be angered, so he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Esteemed Empress hanged herself, so …"

"So what? Quickly tell me!" How could he bear the slowness of the young eunuch, urging him on in such a hurry?

"Thus, according to the rules of the palace, only coffins can be placed within the Hall of Longevity." As he finished speaking in a single breath, the young eunuch rubbed his head, already sweating profusely.

"Lead the way and bring me to the Hall of Life." There didn't seem to be a place like the Hall of Life in his memory. Xuan Tuo really did not know the path to the Hall of Life.

Although Wen Che of the twenty-first century was a part of the Peking Opera, he had never seen or played any of those silly ancient texts. As a result, he did not know that the harem of ancient times was originally a woman's most aggrieved intestines, and was also one of the most intolerable places in which to start a dispute without any reason.

At the end of the bustle was a lonely, desolate, and desolate cold moon.

The Great Hall of Life was filled with overgrown weeds. The green pine trees gave off a heavy atmosphere. The wind suddenly blew, causing the grass to shake slightly. The pine cones fell to the ground with a thud, startling the birds on the trees to suddenly soar into the heavens.

The red lacquer door was wide open, and Qingfeng and Bi Yun seemed to be on the verge of exiting the red lacquer hall.

When they saw Xuan Tuo, they both felt lucky. "Your highness has come. The Empress has been waiting for a long time." Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke.

Entering the hall, a red coffin with a sandalwood scent was placed within. A small portrait was placed in front of the hall, and the sandalwood fragrance lingered in the air. Xuan Tuo took a careful look at the small portrait of Imperial Concubine Su and felt that it bore some resemblance to his mother, Qiufen, who had died from medicine in the twenty-first century.

The world seems to really have reincarnation. Perhaps Xuan Tuo and Imperial Concubine Su would be Wen Che and Qiufen in a thousand years.

The dead were dead, but what about the living? He would not be able to call back his life even if he had to fight for the rest of his life.

Pain...

His heart was truly in pain …

Gently receiving the incense from Bi Yun, he lit it up and inserted it into the altar, hoping that his mother would continue on her way.

He slumped in front of the coffin. "How did mufei die?" He enunciated every word with determination, his heart heavy and heavy.

Qing Feng took a step forward and explained.

It turned out that on that day, Xuan Tuo had been unconscious for three days and had yet to wake up. The people in the palace were all terrified as rumors spread everywhere.

Many people said that the fourth prince had sent people to assassinate the prince, but only the empress did not dare say so.

On that day, the imperial court would disperse early in the morning. The emperor had intentionally left behind a few princes to discuss countermeasures with the Empress. However, in order to eliminate any suspicions, the Fourth Prince had suggested that a marriage ceremony should be held.

After thinking about it carefully, the Empress felt that this made sense and agreed. However, the choice of the bride had become the most difficult issue.

The Empress sat in silent contemplation for a long time before finally deciding on Qin Wangjing. The emperor and the fourth prince were strongly opposed to this. The fourth prince was their appointed crown prince, and Qin Wanjing was their princess consort.

When the Empress Dowager returned to the Lotus Palace, her heart was already burning with anxiety. She only closed her eyes and leaned against the bed, half asleep. Before long, she called for Bi Yun to help her change into a clean white dress, and with a simple bun, she placed a pear flower in her hair and wore no other accessories before heading to the empress dowager's Qingning Palace. I'm not allowed to be with Bi Yun.

After touching it for about two hours, the Empress returned. Her face was filled with a relaxed smile, as if everything had been settled. Bi Yun and I already understood what was going on, and we hurriedly discussed the matter of arranging the grand marriage for the prince.

The Empress went to the inner room. She thought that she was only going to change clothes, so she did not follow.

After a long time, Bi Yun and I suddenly heard the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground.

After entering the inner room, the Empress seemed to have lost her breath, and quickly untied the Empress under the white silk, using all her strength to pinch people. Seeing that the Empress had opened her eyes, her eyes only lightly glanced at the nearby square table, and then slowly nodded.

After the Empress Dowager was gone, the empress dowager requested for an imperial edict from His Majesty in an hour to pardon Prime Minister Qin Qianmo's daughter, Qin Wanjing, for her grand wedding to the Prince.

Now that I have seen with my own eyes that the Prince is safe and sound, I have no more worries and can only follow the Empress.

After she finished speaking, Qing Feng had long since sobbed, and had fainted on the corner of the altar table in front of the hall.

It seemed that her mother and the empress dowager must have had an unusual conversation, except that no one else besides the empress dowager knew about it.

One day, the clouds will open and the fog will open.

Looking at Qingfeng, Xuan Tuo felt a wave of sadness. This was a rarely seen loyal servant.

He examined his breath gently. His breath was still there, calm and collected.

Nothing.

His heart was at peace. "Bi Yun, call the imperial physician to treat Qingfeng."

Not long after, the imperial physician arrived at the Hall of Longevity with Bi Yun. When Bi Yun returned, she took out a sealed letter.

After handing it to Xuan Tuo, she went straight toward Qing Feng.

Xuan Tuo took the letter and walked out of the hall. That piece of paper seemed to be heavy with gold, as if it was the favor and longing of Imperial Concubine Su.