It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 511 Heaven's compassion and panic

No matter how painful it is, she is still alive and has to face everything.

When Yang Xianrong opened her eyes and saw Cui Xi, whose eyes were red from crying, she knew that she could not fall down because there were still so many things she needed to do.

She sat up and found herself in the bedroom. Liu Yao was not there.

"Brother Liu has been here, right?" she asked Cui Xi, because she was indeed not sure. Liu Yao came suddenly and now disappeared again. Was he just appearing briefly like a dream?

"He's outside." Cui Xi said in a very low voice, "The mistress is gone, the emperor got the news and rushed over to see. Then... you fainted, Brother Liu carried you back here, but he couldn't stay, so they were all talking outside."

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"Two hours." Cui Xi wiped her tears. "Brother Xu gave you a pill that can calm your body and mind. Then he went to the mistress's place. Because a lot of herbs were needed for treatment, dozens of people died in the palace, probably all of them were infected with the epidemic."

"Help me go, we need to get some things." Yang Xianrong remembered the box full of gold and silver jewelry that Sun Ying had just told her about. It was extremely important.

"Liu He is outside..." Cui Xi glanced outside the door, "It's better not to go out for the time being."

Cui Xi's eyes were red, but she was still carefully preparing plain clothes for Yang Xianrong. According to the rules of the Jin Dynasty, she could not mourn for her mother, so she could only prepare a white belt. Cui Xi had already wrapped her own belt, and when she presented the white belt to Yang Xianrong, Yang Xianrong could not help but burst into tears again.

Hearing Yang Xianrong's cry, Liu Yao pushed the door open and walked in. His tall figure was not clearly visible against the light, but his burning eyes and anxious emotions could be felt. "Third sister, I'm here."

"Brother Liu!" Yang Xianrong cried even louder.

Liu Yao could no longer care about that. He sat beside the bed and hugged Yang Xianrong, "Cry, cry as hard as you can!"

His strong arms gave her strength to support her, and she felt relieved for a moment. There was another round of heart-wrenching crying, and the people in Tianyuan Palace were also sobbing. In this situation, what could they do?

The country will no longer exist, the dynasty will collapse, people will be in panic, and heaven will pity them.

Because Sun Ying died of an epidemic, his body could not be kept in the palace, but had to be immediately taken to the eastern suburbs and burned. This was also how Luoyang dealt with the epidemic. Liu He had captured Luoyang, so if anyone left Luoyang, he had to give the nod. In addition, anyone who had died of the epidemic in recent days had to be taken away and burned as soon as possible, otherwise it would cause more spread, and Luoyang would become a dead city, with everyone dying.

"Dozens of people have died of the epidemic in the palace, and hundreds of people have also died in Luoyang City. The first thing to do now is to burn these bodies and bury them deep underground." Liang Fen, as the current chief minister of the Jin Dynasty, gritted his teeth and bowed to Liu He and said, "This is also the method left behind to deal with the epidemic. After that, we will clean up everywhere and take away any sick patients immediately to prevent them from being infected again."

Some ministers around him also started talking at once, and tried their best to cover their mouths and noses.

Even though Liu He didn't understand, after hearing everyone's discussions and suggestions, he had to agree to open the East Gate of Luoyang, at least to transport the bodies of Sun Ying and others out for cremation.

But this was another kind of torture for Yang Xianrong. Her loved ones could not be buried in peace, but had to be buried with others in such a cruel way. How could the Yang family, a prominent family, allow such a thing to happen? She refused and disagreed!
"Third sister, even if I am very reluctant, godmother... I can't keep it here for too long, it will indeed cause problems. Although Fellow Daoist Xu has arranged the herbs, it is not a perfect solution." Liu Yao was very embarrassed, but still said such words. Yang Xianrong looked at Liu Yao with red eyes, "This is my mother, how can I bury her with those people? I am the queen of Dajin, and she is the wife of the Duke, a woman envied by countless people!"

"So what?" Liu Yao asked her, "When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. Isn't it just a handful of dirt?"

"What if I die? Will you bury me with the others?" Yang Xianrong could no longer think normally.

When Liu Yao heard this, he couldn't help but tremble and hugged Yang Xianrong tightly, "Third sister, you won't die. Even if I die, you won't die."

"Everyone will die, and I can't live to be a hundred years old." Yang Xianrong wanted to push him away, but she didn't have the strength.

"Okay, I'll build you a huge mausoleum and put your favorite things in it, all of them are top-notch." Liu Yao was a little anxious, "I'll guard your mausoleum and not let anyone get close."

"You don't have to be so nice to me." Yang Xianrong said word by word.

"You are my third sister." Liu Yao was anxious and hugged her even harder. Her frail body seemed to be only bones left, and would break if he hugged her any further. But he refused to let go, because he was also afraid that she would die and he would never see her again.

"Girl! The people outside are going to move the mistress." Cui Xi had been secretly looking at the box full of gold, silver and jewelry that Sun Ying had left for Yang Xianrong. She hurried in to report the news, "Brother Xu is stopping us, saying that he wants you to take one last look at her."

"Stop him quickly, I'll go take a look." Yang Xianrong pushed Liu Yao hard again.

"I'll help you." Liu Yao then let go of her hand, leaned over to put on her shoes, and helped her to Sun Ying's courtyard. Liu He and others were watching at the door, and they didn't say anything.

The people in the palace moved quickly and found a thin coffin and parked it at the door. Xu Henian was still reciting scriptures inside. His voice was very heavy, but if he listened for a while, he would be much calmer. At this moment, Yang Xianlian and Sima Jing had changed into plain clothes and knelt in the yard. Sima Jing saw Yang Xianrong stumbling in and couldn't help crying again.

Yang Xianrong didn't care about her and just walked towards Sun Ying's room, knelt in front of the bed, looked at her mother who had no life left, and burst into tears again.

At this time, Liu Yao was not in a position to go in, so he stood outside and talked to Qin Chaoge and Zhang Liangchu. The last respect they could do for the Duke's wife was to let her thin coffin ride in the black Yang family carriage again, symbolizing honor, identity and status, and be transported out of the palace and through Luoyang City...

Everyone was crying and looked sad.

At this time, Sima Chi actually ran over carrying his dragon robe, and stood at the door and shouted: "Madam, the Duke! I have come to see you! I have come to see you off for the last time!"

After he said this, everyone cried even louder.

Yang Xianrong was awakened by his words. She wiped her tears and reached under Sun Ying's quilt.

The box of gold, silver and jewelry is gone!