Chapter 390 The Emperor Died

The emperor passed away, and the whole country mourned. When Yan's army entered the city gate, white lanterns were hung everywhere on the street, and passers-by were all dressed in plain clothes.

Chu Weiran and all the officials greeted him at the gate of the city, all of them wore filial piety on their court clothes and looked sad.

"Congratulations to the return of the Regent!"

Since it was a period of national mourning, even the word "congratulations" could not be said, so the officials changed the wording.

Yan Jinyu dismounted, nodded towards Chu Weiran, with a solemn expression, "Why did the emperor die suddenly?"

Obviously when he left, he left Fang Hai with a lot of emergency medicine, enough to support the emperor's body. How could he die so easily after doing so many wrong things?

Yan Jinyu's mood was very complicated, and his face was naturally covered with a layer of frightening frost, which looked extremely terrifying.

The ministers trembled, let the regent King Daixiao matter be forgotten, now the whole of Dayan is powerful, and he has just returned from a victorious battle, and the whole of Beijiang is in his hands, which "Yan" is the surname of this Dayan in the future? Not sure yet.

Chu Weiran was very calm, "The emperor had an emergency a few nights ago, and it was already too late when the imperial doctor arrived. As for Fang Hai, he also followed the emperor, which is considered loyal."

"Zhuge Ye, Li Mengzhi, follow me into the palace."

As soon as Yan Jinyu's words fell, Tang Guo trotted forward and stood beside him. Although she didn't speak, her bright eyes seemed to say, don't leave me behind.

The palace was solemn and solemn, with white silk hanging everywhere, and even the heavens followed the scene, and it fell the first snow of the year.

The snowflakes covered the ground in a silvery white, which made the already condensed atmosphere even more intense.

Outside Qianlong Hall, Concubine Fu Guifei led all the concubines to kneel down and cry, the voice was miserable like the call of a female ghost in the silence of the cold night.

"Hasn't the emperor passed away for three days? Could it be that they knelt here and cried for three days?" Tang Guo couldn't understand.

Li Mengzhi explained from the side: "They are really sad, because according to the convention, those who have no children will be buried, and those who have children will be conferred by the new emperor as concubines, and they will be trapped in this cold palace for the rest of their lives. Originally, they relied on the emperor's favor to gain a firm foothold in the palace, but now that hope is gone, life in the palace will also be difficult in the future, crying has become their only way to vent."

Tang Guo felt sorry for these women, but was helpless. His eyes turned slightly and fell on Concubine Fu Gui.

Perhaps, this is the only woman in the harem who will not be sad because of the death of the emperor?

"Imperial Concubine, the Prince Regent has returned." Chu Weiran walked up to Concubine Fu and said.

Concubine Fu stood up, wiped away the non-existent tears with a brocade handkerchief, and just turned around, she met a pair of eyes full of coldness, suddenly a gust of coldness rushed from the soles of her feet to her brain, and then gathered in her heart, her whole body trembled with cold. Trembling, there is an illusion that everything in my heart has been seen through.

"Where are the remains?"

Yan Jinyu asked coldly.

Concubine Fu forced herself to calm down, "At the request of the emperor, I will send it to the imperial mausoleum on the day of my death, and the rest of the funerary objects will be buried together today."

Yan Jinyu's eyes darkened, and there must be something strange about the hasty burial, but since he has already entered the imperial tomb, even he cannot easily break into it.

"Regent, according to Dayan's rules, the burial of the previous emperor should be handled by the abbot of the new emperor, you see..." Chu Weiran was a little confused about what Yan Jinyu was thinking, whether he wanted to proclaim himself emperor, or...