After about an hour, the carriage stopped.

Zhao Hanlin opened his eyes and said to Mo Qingwan: "Hold my sword and follow me, don't speak."

Mo Qing nodded late and reached out to pick up his knife.

After getting off the bus, Mo Qingwan saw many carriages parked outside, stretching to the foot of the mountain. There were two big characters written on a huge bluestone archway, the Imperial Mausoleum.

There was a solemn atmosphere everywhere, and whether it was officials, palace servants, or soldiers, they all looked sad.

Mo Qingwan once heard about the last emperor. He was a wise king. The young man was both civil and military. He treated the people very kindly. He had only one queen in his life, not even a concubine. He was a very dedicated man.

In short, I really praised the Emperor. I had hardly heard of him at all. It was no wonder that everyone was so sad on his death day.

The vast soldiers surrounded the entire foot of the mountain. All civil and military officials were wearing white mourning clothes and stood neatly according to the size of the official rank. In front of the middle was a very luxurious sedan chair, with bright yellow decorations in one.

The whites look very abrupt.

Mo Qingwan followed Zhao Hanlin and slowly walked towards that place.

I saw a woman dressed in charmingly and extremely beautiful, slowly walking down with a beautiful face.

Then, a very thin man walked down slowly. He was wearing a dragon robe, but it didn't fit at all, as if he was hanging on him. Mo Qingwan could see his tired face from the distance, as if he was at any time.

They will faint.

This is the current emperor? Xuanyuan Zhe?

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Mo Qingwan would never have believed that this person was the emperor.

When he was about to arrive, a man in a black robe walked out.

Mo Qing recognized it at a glance. This was the charming man that night.

"Sir, Master." The man bowed respectfully.

"Master National Normal University." Zhao Hanlin replied.

National Master Styx? It turns out that this person is the national master Styx.

Styx glanced at Mo Qingwan behind Zhao Hanlin, and his eyes became darker.

Zhao Hanlin looked at him and asked, "Are you ready?"

Styx immediately smiled and nodded: "Everything is arranged."

"Then let's start." Zhao Hanlin said.

"Yes!" Styx bowed respectfully again, then turned around and walked forward.

Mo Qingwan was very surprised. Why did this person suddenly be so respectful to Zhao Hanlin? That night she heard the sarcastic sarcastic Heihe.

Zhao Hanlin glanced at Mo Qingwan and said, "Follow me."

Mo Qingwan immediately followed.

The sacrificial ceremony was set up on the Yuntai outside the imperial tomb. After all the civil and military officials gathered together, officials from the Ministry of Rites began to read the sacrificial words.

Mo Qingwan almost didn't hear what those people were reading, because she saw that the emperor Xuanyuan Zhe was actually sitting by the altar drinking with Concubine Rou in his arms.

God, what is this person doing? Mo Qing's chin is about to fall to the ground even though he is still in the evening.

The officials on the stage became sadder the more they thought about it. The officials under the stage were wiped with tears, but the emperor was actually hugging the woman and drinking and having fun.

Perhaps because they were afraid of being suppressed, no one dared to speak when everyone saw this scene. They could only lower their heads and clench their fists secretly, while others could only shake their heads.

Mo Qingwan thought to himself, this is really that if you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die.

She glanced at Zhao Hanlin again and saw that he was just standing quietly and said nothing.

After a while, the official of the Li family finished reciting the lyrics, looked at the emperor next to him, and just shook his head and walked off the stage.

Zhao Hanlin walked onto the stage and bowed to Xuanyuan Zhe: "Please preside over the saint-pointing ceremony."

Xuanyuan Zhe was hugging Concubine Rou and said impatiently: "The chief minister is here, let's carry the tent of the lotus for me."

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

Furong tent? What is that? Mo Qing still looked at Xuanyuan Zhe in confusion.

Zhao Hanlin also had a little surprised expression: "What does Your Majesty want the Furong tent to do?"

Xuanyuan Zhe stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand, and slowly said, "Since I ascended the throne, there has been no royal heir under my knees. The imperial doctor also said that I and my beloved concubine are in good health. I have been puzzled. A few days ago

The national teacher told me a fortune and found out that it was because of the poor moral character of my ancestors, so I could not have a royal heir."

"What? How is this possible!" Everyone in the audience started to discuss.

Zhao Hanlin curled his lips, but pretended to be puzzled and said, "Your Majesty, will there be any misunderstandings in this matter?"

"All my dear friends know the magical powers of the national teacher, so how can they be fake?" Xuanyuan Zhe said.

"Then...is there a solution?" Zhao Hanlin asked.

"The solution is that I and my beloved concubine are combined in this Yuntai, and the beloved concubine will be pregnant with my prince!" Xuanyuan Zheyun said calmly.

"What!"

Everyone who was kneeling looked at Xuanyuan Zhe at this moment.

Mo Qing's chin was almost shocked to the ground, and his three views were shattered.

This Xuanyuan Zhe is not crazy, right!

"Your Majesty, think twice..."

"Your Majesty, this kind of thing that goes against the will of heaven and virtue is not allowed!"

"Your Majesty! Don't insult the First Emperor!"

"I will ascend soon. If I cannot leave my children, who can take charge of the throne on earth instead of me? Don't talk nonsense, carry the lotus tent!" Xuanyuan Zhe roared.

The palace servants did not dare to disobey, so they had to carry the Furong tent up.

Mo Qingwan then saw that it was a big bed surrounded by red gauze tents, but it didn't work at all, and you could still vaguely see it inside.

Xuanyuan Zhe immediately pulled Concubine Rou and walked in with a smile.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the clear sky suddenly became cloudy.

However, laughter from men and women came from the hibiscus tent from time to time.

"Heaven will destroy me, Shengliang!"
Chapter completed!