Concubine Yun came to mourn Yao Xian on the fifth day after Yao Xian passed away. She would not admit that she had not come five days ago because she was unwilling to accept the fact that Yao Xian had passed away. This news was like a bad news for her, so that in the first few days she thought that the people in the Chun Palace were lying to her and joking with her. She punished several servants to block people's mouths, but the facts were the facts. After five days of tossing, Yun Pianpian had to admit that the news was true.

She came to Yao Mansion in white. When she got out of the palace car, the people knelt down to greet him. When they saw Concubine Yun dressed up like this, they were shocked.

That is not an ordinary white dress! It is a filial piety dress, a filial piety dress that only children and juniors wear. Concubine Yun is the imperial concubine, why did she wear such a dress to mourn Yao Xian?

Concubine Yun walked to Yao Xian's spirit amid people's doubts and speculations. She didn't even look at Emperor Tianwu sitting next to the coffin, nor did she take the incense and candle in Yao Jingjun's hand, but she knelt down directly at the coffin and tablet, and kowtowed to Yao Xian three times in front of everyone.

These three heads were so confused that even the Yao family was the one who kowtowed to the people. This was inconsistent with the rules! Not to mention that Yao Xian doesn’t even take on the position of imperial physician now, he is just an ordinary person. Even if Yao Xian is Yun Concubine Yun’s biological father, as long as she is still the imperial concubine, she will not be able to kowtow.

But Concubine Yun kowtowed, and in front of everyone and Emperor Tianwu, he kowtowed these three heads to Yao Xian. Without explaining, he took the incense and prayed three times, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Some careful people discovered that during the kowtow, Concubine Yun's body was trembling slightly, as if she was enduring great grief. The feeling was just like the Yao family's death when facing Yao Xian's death. It was impossible to tell that she was actually an outsider who could not be beaten by eight poles.

But Zhang Yuan understood, and Emperor Tianwu also understood that both of them knew why Concubine Yun was, and they also knew that Concubine Yun came in a filial piety dress, and that he truly regarded himself as Yao Xian's daughter to send his father a mourning.

Emperor Tianwu wanted to talk to Concubine Yun, but his mouth had just opened and he was still talking, but before he could speak, Concubine Yun had already finished paying his condolences and turned around, and seemed to be leaving. He was anxious, stood up and chased after him for two steps. He happened to hear Concubine Yun asking Yao Jingjun: "Where will Uncle Yao be buried?"

Yao Jingjun replied to her: "Nine days after the spirit is stopped, my father's coffin will be sent back to the ancestral tomb thirty miles outside the city."

Concubine Yun nodded, "I will come here earlier that day and send Uncle Yao with you."

Yao Jingjun quickly waved his hand: "It's not possible to use it, it's not possible to use it. Empress, you are the imperial concubine, and it's not reasonable to send a funeral to your father."

Concubine Yun shook her head and said, "No, where are the rules? What's more, he is the father for me." After she said that, she didn't look at Yao Jingjun anymore and walked straight out, but after walking a few steps, she stopped, then turned around, looked at Emperor Tianwu who was staggering behind her, and said coldly: "What are you doing here if you don't leave? Is it embarrassing?"

Emperor Tianwu was not angry after hearing this, so he stamped his feet and said to her with a depressed look on his face: "Oh, Pianpian, are you too stubborn? I have given up my identity and begged him like this, but he still refuses to come out to look at me. Just now, you are here, go and talk to him, tell him not to behave himself, come out and have a drink with me quickly."

Concubine Yun frowned at him, with anger on her face. She said, "Xuan Zhan, instead of deceiving yourself like this, you might as well cheer up and help your sons cure the world. Even if you want to pass the throne, you should leave a bright and great favor for the children, not a mess like this now. You are like this. When you encounter something, you never take the initiative to think of solutions, but blindly avoid and retreat. Do you think you can pretend that nothing has happened if you don't face it? Just like now, do you think that as long as you don't admit it, Yao Xian will not die? You can survive? Don't be naive, you have no naive capital at your age. Xuan Zhan, Yao Xian is dead, sooner or later, you will have such a day, and I am the same. None of us can escape these ruthless years. So, why can't we do more good things when we are still alive? Leave more useful things for our children?"

Emperor Tianwu was stunned, and Concubine Yun's words were repeated in his mind, and each word hit his most fragile nerve, causing pain in his heart. When he came to his senses, Concubine Yun had already walked far away and was about to get to the gate of the mansion to get on the palace car.

He turned around to look at Yao Xian's spiritual position, and finally tears flowed out of his eyes, and he couldn't stop it.

The first time Emperor Tianwu did not go after Concubine Yun, he returned to the mourning hall. This time he did not ask Yao Xian to come out to drink. Instead, he took the incense and candle and seriously sang Yao Xian. He said to the spirit position: "Old Yao! I can't be with you here. Pianpian is right. It shouldn't be left with a mess for the children. It's not easy for them. I am the one who should take the greatest responsibility for this country, so I have to go back. You have said before that you can't rely on your old age to be willful, let alone

Relying on the many sons, I have to rely on them. I am the one who sits on the throne in place. I can't shirk the responsibility of the world no matter what. Lao Yao! Walk slowly on the road to the underworld, wait for me. The woman Yun Pianpian said, we will have such a day sooner or later, and I guess I will be soon, so just wait for me. Then we can have another two drinks underground." After he said that, he turned around and looked at Xuan Tianfeng and said, "Feng'er, you should rest first, wait for the father to make the big reinstatement, and then leave it to you."

Emperor Tianwu finally returned to the palace, and followed the princes. After this trip, more people came to mourn Yao Xian. Even those who had never been sick and had received favors from the Yao family came, just to get the emperor's aura. Why don't the people who even came to mourn Yao personally?

There was a great funeral in Yao's Mansion, and the Lian Mansion, which was only a wall from the Yao's Mansion, was also holding a funeral. The funeral in Yao's Mansion was a sensation, while the funeral in Lian Mansion lasted for a long time. After Feng Zhaolian left, Wu Lisheng immediately carved a spiritual seat, placed incense and candles, and even prepared a coffin. Now the mourning hall was set up and the spirit banner was picked. She herself stayed in the mourning hall all day long, burning paper money, or tidying Feng Zhaolian's old clothes.

The crying from time to time from time to time made her feel even more sad, and she leaned against the empty coffin and kept crying. The maid advised her heartily: "Miss, don't do this. Your Highness is fine. Why do you have to torment yourself like this? I haven't slept for two days and two nights and have to endure your body? If you continue like this, your Highness will come back, but you will fall ill yourself. Then you will not be able to bear with Your Highness even more. Wouldn't you regret it?"

Wu Lisheng laughed at her and said, "What are you thinking about? Can he come back? Let me tell you, it is impossible for Feng Zhaolian to come back here. Why do you think she is going to do? Do you pursue the seventh prince? No, he is going to seek revenge on Duanmu Anguo. But the old thief in Duanmu Anguo is not so easy to deal with. Feng Zhaolian doesn't fight with him and dies together, and he will not hurt anyone at all. This spirit is not early. If you believe me, then I will tell you that Feng Zhaolian had already died many days ago."

The little maid doesn't believe it, "Miss said that Qianzhou was so abusing Your Highness, and Your Highness could still live, so I don't believe that he would die. Didn't your Highness be all Qiansheng? Miss should believe that Your Highness can come back, withdraw the mourning hall, live well, guard the mansion for Your Highness, and wait for him to come back, and you still have to live a good life!"

"What a silly girl." Wu Lisheng shook his head and sighed, "I'm just waiting here. When His Highness and Princess Yu return to Beijing, they will definitely bring him back. It's either a corpse or a ashes." Thinking about it again, he analyzed himself: "It should be ashes. It's so long and it's impossible for the corpse to be preserved. It must be ashes." After saying that, he looked at the coffin he prepared and said a little regretfully: "I spent so much money to buy this coffin. If it's just a handful of ashes, this thing is not useful. Well, it's convenient to carry the ashes. At that time, I will take him back to the northern boundary. He likes the glaciers of the northern boundary the most, and then he will be buried under the glaciers. I accompany him and agreed to stay white, so I will accompany him until he is white."

After Wu Lisheng finished speaking, he stood up, stepped steadily to Feng Zhaolian's tablet, and murmured again: "Your Highness, Doctor Yao next door is dead, Princess Yu must be very sad. I am also sad. Without you, what is the meaning of my life? Your Highness, Li Sheng has no regrets, nor does it regret, but Li Sheng just wants to know, did you think of me when you closed your eyes? Even if it was just a moment..."

Yao Xian passed away, and Xiangrong, who was far away in Ji'an County, still heard the news. The news came when Yao Xian was seriously ill. Xuan Tianyi first heard it. After thinking about it, he still told Xiangrong, who was also sick.

After hearing this, Xiangrong immediately decided to set off for Beijing, but the journey was long and she was still sick, so it would take half a month to get to Beijing. In the past half month, the Yao family was already organizing the funeral.

Xiangrong thought that she could not arrive in Beijing before Yao Xian was buried. She felt very uncomfortable. This time, Xuan Tianyi and An came back with her, and Bai Furong was in the carriage. She walked all the way and coughed, and at the worst, even blood was coughing out. An was distressed and always wiped her tears secretly. When she saw it, she didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only hold An's hand and comfort her silently.

No one can tell what happened to her illness, but she finally woke up, not always in a coma like before. But even though she was awake, she was still in poor condition. Sometimes Xuan Tianyi was afraid and would stay in her yard all night, for fear that this girl would suddenly disappear from this world. An advised her several times to see the goodness of the fourth prince. Since she had rejected the seventh prince, it would be better to look at the person who was obsessed with him in front of her.

But I also said that when I was getting better, I never gave the Fourth Prince hope. Now that I am sick, I shouldn’t be tiring him.
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