Chapter 454 Funeral

At the gate of Yuntai Palace, there is a white curtain hanging on the flowing gold plaque. At this time, some gorgeous decorations and decorations in Yuntai Palace have already been withdrawn, making the particularly gorgeous palace look a little bleak in the past.

The fifth prince Mo Junhan was dressed in moon-white clothes, and his thin body knelt in front of the dark red coffin and looked particularly deserted.

Le Qi followed Mu Qingya to the gate of Yuntai Palace and was still worried: "Miss, do you really want to go in? The previous appearance of the fifth prince, if you make trouble today, I'm afraid it will embarrass you. Miss doesn't know why she suddenly came here so early today. At this time, I'm afraid there is Mo Junhan in Yuntai Palace. Does she really want to help the fifth prince?

Mu Qingya smiled, slightly moved her sleeves, shook down the petals that inadvertently fell on the cuffs, and looked up at the hibiscus at the door of Yuntai Palace: "The dead are big, and the five princes still understand such an ideal."

"However, there is not a second prince among them..." If there are other times, I'm afraid that although the fifth prince is young, it is not certain that Mo Junyan will intervene now. No matter how smart he is, he can't prepare others to always instigate, right?

"Don't worry, it's enough for the fifth prince to be smarter. If he really makes trouble at such a time, I'm afraid it's the emperor's complete disgust. It's not a good thing for him to push him out of the palace to avoid his chance to fight." Mu Qingya said and walked into Yuntai Palace.

Mo Junhan turned his head and saw Mu Qingya. The hateful eyes were projected on her in an instant. The expression on her face was twisted. He suddenly got up and stood up and said viciously, "What are you doing here?"

Mu Qingya looked at him calmly, turned to look at the slightly simple mourning hall, and said, "Naturally, let's take a look at the imperial concubine. I'm sorry for the fifth prince..."

Mo Junhan suddenly interrupted Mu Qingya's words: "My mother doesn't need you to see her. Only when she sees you will be uneasy. Go out!"

Mu Qingya ignored Mo Junhan and stood in front of the incense case.

Le Qi took a bouquet of incense from the eunuch beside him, lit it, and handed it to Mu Qingya.

Mu Qingya has just received the fragrance. Mo Junhan suddenly ran over and grabbed the incense in Mu Qingya's hand. After breaking it, he was still on the ground. He didn't even pay attention to his finger being burned by the incense: "My mother doesn't need you to worship. Get out!"

Mu Qingya frowned and finally turned her head to look at Mo Junhan, with a stern look in her cold eyes: "Today is the funeral of the imperial concubine. I came here early to worship in advance. It is reasonable. As a prince and son, you should not do this!"

Mo Junhan's face turned pale: "Why can't I do this? You killed my mother..."

Mu Qingya's eyes flashed sharply: "Five prince, you can't talk nonsense. The imperial concubine was assassinated by the evil. The whole Yuntai Palace, together with all the maids and eunuchs, has not escaped the persecution of the evil people. Qingya believes that she does not have the ability to do this. I don't want to hear this again, otherwise I will Ask the emperor for an innocence!"

Mo Junhan stepped back two steps and looked at Mu Qingya with some dull eyes. He didn't seem to know this woman who suddenly became noble and cold. He seemed to hold a fire in his heart and clearly wanted to shout out, but looking at Mu Qingya's frown, he said no at all. At the exit, it felt like feeding him a belly of ice and roasting him on the fire when his whole body was cold and stiff, which made people scratch his heart and lungs.

Mu Qingya's eyes were cold: "Five prince, the imperial concubine is now persecuted by evil people before her death. After death, she naturally wants to be quiet, or not to disturb her. What do you think?"

Mo Junhan's eyes shook, and there were bursts of surprise in his eyes. He suddenly remembered what the emperor said to him yesterday. As long as he made a big deal out of today's affairs, his father would definitely punish Mu Qingya, and he was the prince who had just lost his mother. He should be too sad and did some inappropriate things: "You Nonsense! Mother, you left Han'er so early, and you won't be at peace after death. You...ah..."

"Bang!"

Mo Junhan covered his face in disbelief and looked up at Mu Qingya. The hatred in his eyes was like dark ink: "Are you hitting me?"

Mu Qingya's eyes were as cold as ice: "If it weren't for your mother's last words, I wouldn't have taken action if you asked me to hit you!"

"What...what did you say? What last words?"

Mu Qingya ignored his question and said, "As a prince, is this what the imperial concubine taught you? She was also the first person in the harem before, and she didn't teach you how to deal with the world?

"My mother naturally taught me that you..."

"Since you have taught, you should fight even more. Can't you tell who can believe and who can't believe? Do you really think that the imperial concubine has just passed away, and the emperor will not care about what rude things you have done in her face?

Mo Junhan's pupils shrank, didn't he? My father should not care about what he said...

Seeing his expression, Mu Qingya guessed what he thought: "If it were someone else, the emperor might not care about it, but if it were you, it wouldn't be. The imperial concubine had provoked the emperor's displeasure before, and she died because of the assassination of a bad man. What else do you think the emperor has any pity for you?"

Mo Junhan opened his eyes: "It's impossible. You lie. I'm the son of my father. He won't give me any affection!"

Mu Qingya mocked: "You're right. The emperor will give you some decent."

Mo Junhan's heart is a little stable.

"He will give you a noble title after you die, and then let you be buried in glory. Do you want this kind of honor after death?"

The happiness in Mo Junhan's heart disappeared before it could dissipate.

"You...nonsense, my father won't do this to me." Although he denied it, his tone was no longer as firm as just now. In fact, he knew in his heart that after his mother was banned, he had become an embarrassing existence in the palace. There was a capable royal brother on it, and there was no chance for him to perform at all. Just like this reception of Emperor Yuhan, he was not included in it at all. He had long heard that his father intended to regard this reception as an assessment, that is to say, his father did not consider letting him be his heir at all.

"Will the emperor do this or not? I think the fifth prince knows it clearly, so I don't need to say it clearly. Today, I'm going to give the imperial concubine a pillar incense. I think the fifth prince has no problem, right?" Mu Qingya asked coldly.

Mo Junhan opened his mouth but did not say anything he refused. Today's incident also damaged some of the only luck in his heart, revealing the deep fear in his heart.

Leqi handed the newly lit incense to Mu Qingya. Mu Qingya came forward and inserted the incense into the incense tripod and whispered, "Imperial Noble Concubine, have a good journey."

After the incense, Mu Qingya turned around and looked at Mo Junhan: "It's better for the fifth prince to be cleaned up. After all, the emperor will come to incense later."

Mo Junhan came to his senses and noticed that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat at this time, and the wind outside made him feel cold.

When Mo Junhan went down to clean up, Le Qi said unevenly, "Miss, why are you so impulsive today?" In the past, the young lady would not have slapped a prince in the face, and today's thing is too unexpected.

Mu Qingya's eyes darkened slightly: "Maybe it's really impulsive."

Because it was still early and there was no one else in the mourning hall, Mu Qingya walked to the door of Yuntai Palace and looked at the place where the two peonies were stored, looking a little lonely.

Le Qi was resentful and blamed Xia Jingyan for being sobersome. That day, she sent someone to invite the young lady. After the young lady refused, she didn't give up. Unexpectedly, she even asked someone to send a letter again. Although she didn't know what the content of the letter was, she must have asked the lady to take care of the fifth princes. Humph, what her kindness? What kind of request do you make and don't look at what you have done before?

"Okay, go back. Someone should come at this time.

As soon as Mu Qingya walked to the mourning hall, she saw Han Lingruo and Zhao Qinya coming together. She was very surprised and didn't expect that the two people would meet together.

"I have met Princess Mu."

"Miss Zhao is free of courtesy."

After seeing the ceremony, Mu Qingya and Han Lingruo looked at Zhao Qinya carefully and were slightly surprised. Compared with before, she seemed to be more and more haggard, and her face was covered with slightly heavy makeup, but she still couldn't hide the redness, swelling and pale face of her eyes.

"Miss Zhao seems to be haggard a lot."

She has been banned these days. It was not until today that Zhao Duo, the imperial concubine's wedding, released her, and it seemed that she really wanted to clarify her relationship with him and no longer had any control over her, which made her more panic and unwillingness. Thinking like this in my heart, I didn't dare to say it. I only said, "I heard that the imperial concubine passed away suddenly, and I was sad, so..."

Mu Qingya smiled and did not expose her thoughts: "Miss Zhao, my condolences."

"Yes, thank you, princess."

Han Lingruo snorted slightly and looked at Zhao Qinya with contempt: "This man is so lowly that he can't do anything on the table."

Zhao Qinya's face became paler and paler. Han Ling smiled proudly, straightened the silver hairpin between her fingers, raised the corners of her lips and walked into the Yuntai Palace Hall.

Half an hour later, the people who came to mourn were basically arrived. Mo Junhan also changed his clothes and knelt in front of Xia Jingyan's coffin again. He came out again with a few more gloomy breaths. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in the shadow, which seemed particularly decadent, but let People feel extraordinarily worried.

"The emperor has arrived, and His Majesty Yuhan has arrived."