Chapter 599 When people are sad, they are reborn
In November of the ninth year of Yuanqing, after the prince was poisoned to death, the two princes were awarded the title of prince, and at the same time, they were poisoned in Prince Qing's mansion.
On the spot, Qing Wang Chang, who was the first to find the upheaval, immediately reported the matter to Princess Qing and Chen Changshi. Chen Changshi immediately arranged for the royal doctor to rescue the two princes, and rushed to the palace to keep up the matter.
The emperor, who had just experienced a sudden fainting, was still unable to get up from his bed. After hearing the bad news, he almost caused breath again. He immediately ordered the medical officers of the imperial hospital to rush to Qingwang's mansion and asked the patriarch King Kang to be responsible for the case.
After some emergency treatment, more than a dozen imperial doctors led by Jiang Qinggu failed to save the life of King Fu. On November 27, at two o'clock in the afternoon, King Fu passed away.
It was not until then that King Kang, who presided over the overall situation, made a decision and handed the news to the Fuwang Mansion and the Duke of Wei respectively.
When Yu and Yijing learned of the drastic changes, they were actually still ranked behind the Huang family. Therefore, when the imperial concubine rushed to the Qingwang Mansion in a hurry and was taken by the royal steward to the temporary remote courtyard to house the remains of King Fu, the Huang family had already taken the lead in the room to comfort Yichen.
Yu Yu originally wanted to follow Yijing to settle the back of King Fu, but he was stopped by an eunuch halfway, saying that King Kang had asked him to assist in the case. Another head of the Qing Palace who led the way said that his prince's life and death were still being rescued. The words of the Qingwang Mansion seemed to be chaotic. It is to complain that the son of the king of Chu and his wife only care about the hopeless Fuwang, and they don't care about another poisoned king, King Qing.
Yi Jing glanced coldly at the general manager of Yinyang, but still didn't let Yu Yu follow: "My brother-in-law was inexplicably poisoned in Qing's mansion. What is the truth? It should be black and white. The prince should assist King Kang first. His Royal Highness King Qing is still receiving diagnosis and treatment. Presumably Concubine Qin will not be able to socialize at this time, so I won't bother him. Well, my brother-in-law can't stay in Qingwang Mansion all the time... My sister is pregnant and her body is also important. I'd better take care of her first."
Unlike the study in the Qingwang Mansion, where people kept coming and going, the cross-yard where King Fu was placed seemed very quiet. Under the corridor, there were more than a dozen frightened servants waiting for the messenger. They glanced at the scenery and grass and found that several good people should have followed Yichen from the Fuwang Mansion. At this time, they were all sad. The ground wiped tears, but did not make a big sad sound. Walking outside, I saw Xuanye and Zishu standing in front of a row of three houses, left and right. Both of them had red and swollen eyes. When they came to the ceremony, they were speechless and burst into tears.
Yingjing heard a faint choking sound from the room, mixed with vague words, which were very familiar, but not a melodious voice.
She was not in a hurry to ask questions. She waved her hand to stop Xuan Ye Zishu from following. She slightly lifted the moon-white skirt that fell on her feet and stepped into the threshold. She saw the door on the left side, blocking the curtain outside, and Mother Lan stood solemnly.
Lifting the curtain, Yijing saw Huang, dressed in plain clothes, with his back to this side, kneeling in front of the kang and stepping on his feet, holding a blood-stained white silk handkerchief in his hand and crying.
The stepmother's advice was low and clear in the room.
"My poor child, how can this be born? If you are alone, it will be gone... Poor Brother Shun is still so young, and there is also a child in your womb that you can't even see the prince... Chen Er, what should I do? My bitter daughter... Don't suffoze your body and say it out when you feel uncomfortable, that is As a mother, when I think of you in the future, my internal organs are twisted in one place... I really don't know how to be born..."
The beautiful scene is furious. Is this persuasive? This is to stab a knife into people's hearts, squeeze their fists fiercely, and gently call "Madam".
Huang's back was obviously stiff and he slowly turned around.
Yijing saw the eldest sister who showed her face from behind Huang. Her face was pale, but there were no tears. Her eyes were red, but she was not wet. And when Huang turned around, she looked at her stepmother, which was very cold.
The imperial concubine was a little stunned, and then dispelled Huang's sinister intention on the spot. Instead, she came forward to help her stepmother up and only said, "Madam, don't be too sad."
The arrival of the scenery obviously made Huang a little nervous. The drama of "mother's compassion" could no longer be performed. She only wiped her tears with a veil and choked and said, "Jing'er is coming." It also seemed to explain to Yichen: "I heard about this. Your father also rushed from the government office of the King of Chu, who sent someone to inform him. At this time, he should be with King Kang, and your grandmother. Although there is no major problem, he coughed a little two days ago. I dare not tell her about this for the time being..."
Yichen turned indifferently in Huang's endless talk. Her eyes only gently stayed on the man lying on the big bed near the window, as if she had a sleeping quiet face, and the silk hand wiped the corners of the man's lips again.
"Chen'er..." Huang couldn't suppress her grief, but she only opened her mouth, but was interrupted by Yichen: "Madam."
Madam, I'm not a mother anymore.
Huang's whole body was frozen in the dark sky shining through the white mulberry paper.
Yichen didn't look at Huang and said to himself, "I want to take the prince home. With the arrangement of Mrs. Lao, I will ask King Kang if it is convenient."
King Kang was ordered to judge the case. If he wants to "invive" King Fu back to his private residence, of course, he must go through his approval.
When Huang turned around and came out of the room with a complicated expression, Yichen seemed to relax slightly. She held Fuwang's palm, which had gradually cooled down, and seemed to be extremely distressed to put her lips and gently breathed close to her cheeks. Yijing clearly saw that the corners of her sister's eyes suddenly turned red, but there was still no tears.
At that moment, Yijing only felt a pain in her heart and tightly covered her uncontrollable choking. After a little hesitation, she still did not stay in this room and turned out.
She wanted to leave time to let her sister say goodbye to her brother-in-law, alone, without being disturbed by others.
The room has always been very quiet.
On the contrary, the scenery can't stand such silence, and there is a stuffy pain in his throat, which makes his chest cold.
How can she expect that life and death will be so hasty? Thanks to her, she is also glad that she has changed her sister's life. In this life, there will be a happy ending.
Bingjing walked out of the house in a daze and stood in front of the steps. It was easy to contain her grief and ordered Zishu to prepare people to carry the spirit. Then she heard Xuanye intermittently talk about today's sudden change: "I entered the house this morning and happened to meet the prince preparing for the early morning. She also told the princess to sleep uneasily last night and let me Don't disturb me, let the princess rest for a while..." She suddenly thought of the sentence that King Fu told her to return before leaving. She hesitated for a while, but she still didn't tell the princess. She only continued to say, "The princess woke up. Not long after the breakfast, she heard the bad news... The maidservant came with the princess and knew that the prince had Unable to end... The princess didn't even catch up with the last one.
In just one month, even the three princes were poisoned. Not to mention Dalong, such a creepy thing had never happened in the former Ming and Dongming dynasties. Before the facts were revealed, the royal family would naturally not make a scene. King Kang almost followed a group of imperial doctors. King Qing's mansion also witnessed the critical situation of the two princes. He had a lot of things to deal with. For a while, he did not notice his family, and without the permission of the clan's order, the servants of the royal palace did not dare to go in and out at will. The news was blocked until King Fu died that King Kang asked Yichen and his in-laws to defend the State Mansion.
After hearing this, beautiful scenery felt even more sad, but she held back her tears.
She could see that her sister did not collapse after this evil thing, but showed extraordinary strength, and even understood her stepmother's scheming "consolation". As for why Yichen had such a change for the time being, she knew that she must stand firmly beside her sister and accompany her through this disaster. Instead of expressing grief and holding your head and crying.
Huang returned quickly and brought the words of King Kang's permission to carry the spirit. At this time, the Duke of Wei also followed here. The white mantle bed frame that carried the spirit was also prepared in a hurry. According to Dalong's custom, the spirit-lifter could not be relatives of the deceased. Therefore, the Duke of Wei sent people to invite several Shangshu and waiters of the Ministry of Industry. Fu was in charge of the work before his death. In matters of the Ministry, the officials of the Ministry of Industry are also subordinates, and with the subordinates of the Fuwang Mansion, the vast group of people finally "taken" the Fuwang back to the Wang Mansion.
All the way, Yichen has never shed tears.
Huang, who was stunned by the "Madam", failed to stay in the Fuwang Mansion to continue her intention of "destroying" Yichen's will. Surprisingly, the eldest princess arrived soon, accompanied by Princess Kang.
"You are mother-in-law, and you can't interfere in the funeral ceremony. Erlang at least called me aunt. It's also a good thing for me to sit in the town after him. Go back." The eldest princess simply sent the Huang family, and then said to Princess Kang, "The girl Chen is pregnant and can't do many things. Her sister-in-law can't get rid of herself, or she can't rely on such things. She has to work to help you during this period of time. Please give you the affairs of Erlang."
Busy and by the next day, the officials who presided over the funeral arranged by Taichang Temple had also arrived. Princess Kang immediately arranged to set up the mourning hall, but what embarrassed the officials of the Ministry of Ceremonies was Yichen who insisted on replacing the small funeral of King Fu himself. They couldn't make the decision, so they had to ask the eldest princess.
When the eldest princess saw that Yichen was not heartbroken, she was still strong and restrained. She sighed gently and took her grandson's hand and said, "That's why she is worthy of being a clan woman surnamed Yu. She is the daughter of the Duke of Wei. Go and send Erlang on the last journey and let him go without care."
But after the eldest princess was helped to a guest house for a temporary rest, she couldn't help coughing and gasping for a while. She looked very sad. Yijing was busy stroking the eldest princess's back and choked and said, "Grandma, you're not in good health. I'm not saying that I'm hiding it from you for the time being... Why..."
"Our father-in-law said she was hiding it. She told your second aunt not to miss the word. It's okay without this sentence. With this sentence, how can your second aunt be held back? She was forced to ask." The eldest princess's eyes were cold and suppressed her grief: "This is an old problem. I can't hinder anything. I'm worried about Chen's girl. She has such a temperament, and I'm afraid that she can't stand the blow... Although she just looked okay, she is Erlang's hair wife. No matter how hard she can she bear it, how can she not be sad? Jing, you're good. OK, accompany Chen'er and untie her. Go and accompany Chen'er. Don't care about me. Grandma is fine. It won't pass like this. It can't be said that there will be a storm next. Grandma has to keep this pair of bones for your support. She won't fall so soon.
When Yijing changed her mourning clothes and said goodbye to Yichen, she saw tears on her sister's face and tears in her eyes. She couldn't help holding Yichen's shoulder: "Sister, cry if you want to cry, but feel uncomfortable."
"I don't want to cry, but I can't help it... Fifth sister, your brother-in-law was still comforting me last night. He said that if the mother is sad, the fetus in the womb will also be sad. The child is so small, and he can't bear it... Fifth sister, I don't want to be so useless anymore. I have to bear everything. I am his wife and the mother of Brother Shun. Dear, I must protect our children to grow up safely and healthily to live up to the prince's kindness to me over the years. The prince was murdered, and I can't let him go so unfairly... Fifth sister, your brother-in-law hasn't gone far yet. I know he is still looking at me. If I am still so cowardly, how can he feel at ease? "
"So fifth sister, I can't cry. You can cry for me. I feel better when I listen to you cry."
Yichen was dressed in mourning clothes, and her face was like paper. Only her eyes were like a layer of red fog. Her fingers subconsciously tightened the beautiful scenery's arms. When she heard her sister really cry, tears soaked her shoulders, and her palms slowly relaxed. The two lines of tears finally flowed down, and the red fog in her eyes dissipated, and it was difficult to show frankly. The sadness of words and the hidden strength under the grief.
"Fifth sister, I really hate myself. I've been confused for so many years. I didn't wake up until today. It's too late and I didn't help the prince at all, but I don't want him to worry anymore. He is in bliss and should have nothing to worry about." She seemed to mutter to herself, and Yichen shook her head gently: "Fifth sister, stepmother, she is scheming. I never thought about those words in the past. I just thought she was for my own good, but after listening to the prince's words yesterday and listening to her so-called persuasion today, I really woke up."