161 imperial family spectrum

The funeral of the little prince went on silently, even because he died before he was one year old, so he didn't even have the genealogy, let alone be buried in the imperial mausoleum. In the end, I just found a better place for feng shui to be buried.

For this matter, the court's family united several letters to ask for the little prince to enter the royal family tree and bury him in the imperial mausoleum.

Si Yue has not been in a good mood these days, and even a little irritable. Seeing him like this, Lin Su ordered Qiu Yan to prepare some ingredients to regulate the heat, and occasionally cook some food to send it to Si Yu.

Si Yu will only relax slightly when he sees Lin Su, talk to Lin Su, and touch Lin Su's raised abdomen to feel the child's fetal movement.

Looking at Si Yue's more and more concern about the children in the Zhou family, the smile on Lin Su's face also increased. However, in the afternoon, when she sent lily lotus seed porridge to Si Yu as a snack in the afternoon, Chang Fugui suddenly knocked on the door outside and said that the queen had come.

Zhou Shuxian?

Lin Su, who was sitting in the lounge in the study and talking with Si Yu, was slightly stunned. Then she got up uncomportably, avoided Si Yu's hand that fell on her abdomen and whispered, "Your Majesty, the empress must come here for the little prince. Why don't you avoid it first?"

"Just wait here and don't go out." Si Yue took a deep breath, rubbed his eyebrows, and then stood up and walked behind the desk outside. Then he opened his mouth to let Chang Fugui bring Zhou Shuxian in.

Lin Su quietly listened to the door being opened and Zhou Shuxian came in. The whole person slowly stood up, gently walked to the curtain inside, and eavesdropped on the words of the people inside.

In the study, Zhou Shuxian's face is pale, and her lips are pale with some wounds that have been cracked due to lack of water, and it seems that she can faintly see a trace of blood.

Si Yu looked at Zhou Shuxian's delicacy and beauty, and her whole body looked pale and embarrassed. She sighed and let her get up, "Sit down. You are not in good health and in good spirits. Why don't you stay in the Chaofeng Hall and have a good rest? Is there anything urgent to come to me?"

"It's about the funeral of the little prince." Zhou Shuxian looked up at Si Yue, with a trace of grievance in her expression, "I know that the emperor is unwilling to mention the little prince to avoid sadness. However, that's our child after all. Although he is not yet one year old, he can't be buried in the imperial mausoleum after his death..."

"Queen, if you want to talk about this, you can go back to recuperate first." Si Yu interrupted Zhou Shuxian's words and looked cold. He picked up the memorial casually and never looked at Zhou Shuxian again.

Seeing this, Zhou Shuxian's face turned whiter. She stood up and stood in front of the desk two steps forward.

"Your Majesty, I beg you. The concubine did not ask for the little prince to enter the imperial mausoleum, but only asked for him to be recorded on the imperial family. After all, he always has royal blood and the emperor's first son. Even though the father and son's fate is not deep enough, the emperor has also hugged him..."

"Don't talk about it, Queen." Si Yu put down the memorial in his hand, frowned at Zhou Shuxian's tearful eyes, and whispered, "Look at your face now. Your face is pale. You have lost a circle of clothes and can't stand it. It looks like a gust of wind that can be blown away. How can I rest assured that you look like this?

"Your Majesty..." Zhou Shuxian sighed in a low voice and looked up at Si Yue's eyes to plead. After all, that's our child. I don't want him to die so silently, just like he has never existed. She said that she grabbed Si Yu's hand and said, "Your Majesty, I know that I have done a lot of things wrong, but the little prince is innocent after all... He is just a child who knows nothing. Now that he is dead, the emperor has no complaints about how to punish his concubine, but after all, the little prince is just an ignorant young son. Even if the emperor has any dissatisfaction with his concubine, he should not blame the children who have died.

"Don't say any more..." Si Yue slowly pulled his hand out of Zhou Shuxian's hand. "I will consider what you said."

"Your Majesty," Zhou Shuxian took a step back, looked at Si Yu's cold look, and finally couldn't help crying, "Your Majesty, the husband and wife for 100 days... Concubine, leave!"

She turned around and left, but Si Yu had been in that posture for a long time without moving. Lin Su secretly looked inside and hesitated for a moment before opening the curtain and walking slowly.

"Your Majesty..." She whispered Si Yu, and then helped Si Yu sit down and whispered, "I heard a few words from the emperor and the queen before. If the emperor wants to, can I listen to my concubine say two words?"

"say." Si Yu answered in a low voice, but never looked up at Lin Su again.

Lin Su still knows a little about Si Ye's thoughts and struggles. In her impression, although Si Yu is a ruthless king, there is still the softest place in his heart. Anyway, the little prince is Si Yu's child, and he is also the first child. Although Lin Su was able to transfer most of Si Yu's love for the child to the fetus in his abdomen, he could not erase the pain of Si Yu's loss of his first child.

Therefore, she went through what she wanted to say in her heart, and then whispered, "Maybe what the emperor doesn't like to hear what my concubine said, but as the saying goes is good, poor parents all about you. What the queen said to the emperor before came from the heart of a mother who had just suffered the loss of her son. Although my concubine has not really become a mother, she understands the queen's feelings. After all, it is the instinct of every woman as a mother to give her children the best they can give.

Lin Su looked at Si Yu's expression and slowly relaxed, and his voice became softer. "Your Majesty, although the queen's request is somewhat contrary to the ancestral teachings..., it is not too much. After all, the little prince is the emperor's son and the blood of the royal family. It is also reasonable to record his name on the genealogy of the royal family...huang..."

Lin Su squatted down gently and looked up at Si Yu, "No matter what the queen has done, the little prince is innocent after all... He is just a child who doesn't know anything... He is not only the queen's child, but also the emperor's child."

"Su Er..." Si Yu looked down at Lin Su, frowned awkwardly, and then whispered, "You have always understood my intention and can always guess the reason for embarrassing me. That child...that child..."