The Rebirth of Jiangmen's Daughter

Chapter 1737 The pain of losing a child
As soon as Hong Ming's words were spoken, Ye Qingcheng fainted. She was responsible for Yi'er's death. If she hadn't made a deal with Emperor Zhaowu, how could there be so many things?

The news that Ye Qingcheng passed out was like growing wings, but it took only one night. Everyone in the capital knew that the young prince of Xiangwang's mansion had died last night, and Princess Xiang passed out after the death of the young prince.

Because Yi'er is the little emperor's grandson who is not yet one year old, according to the rules, even funerals are not allowed, and it is already the end of the new year, and he is worried that it will be unlucky to hold a funeral in the mansion, so Huangfu Ye ordered someone to prepare a suitable size one. Yi'er was buried overnight in a nanmu coffin in a secluded place on the outskirts of Beijing.

When Ye Qingcheng woke up, it was already the hour of the second day, and the servants in the mansion were busy as usual. Seeing this posture, Ye Qingcheng knew Huangfu Ye's intentions.

"Princess, the lord entered the palace early in the morning, and the lord asked the servants to tell you that everything is God's will, you don't have to blame yourself for the fault, otherwise... otherwise the little prince will leave without worry..."

As soon as Yi'er was mentioned, Ye Qingcheng burst into tears again. After all, it was her child who was born in October of her pregnancy, and it disappeared suddenly. How could she not be sad?

"I understand what the lord means. I can't let it go... Prepare some pens and ink. I want to copy the Buddhist scriptures for the child myself. It can be regarded as a little bit of my heart for the child..."

Yu Mo knew Ye Qingcheng's sore spot, and it would be good if she could find something to do at this time, otherwise, once she was free, she would be easy to think wildly.

"The servant waits for the princess to get up first, and the servant will prepare after a while."

Ye Qingcheng nodded and watched Yumo busy with satisfaction.

"After all, it's my poor fortune, and the shallow fate with Yi'er's mother and son. At this time, it may be said that the prince is surrounded by enemies in the palace..."

Looking at the haggard face of the person in the mirror, Ye Qingcheng murmured softly, thinking that Huangfu Ye had just taken the position of assistant minister, Ye Qingcheng's heart was like ten thousand ants gnawed away.

"Princess, you must gather your energy at this time. I don't know how many people are waiting to see the jokes in our palace. If you fall down at this time, you will really be like those people." Got it!"

As soon as Yu Mo mentioned this matter, his face was full of indignation. A few days ago, when the prince was appointed as the auxiliary minister, how beautiful was the palace?But as soon as Xiao Shizi passed away last night, many people in the capital made sarcastic remarks today.

Thinking of this, Yu Mo also had an idea in his heart, no matter what, those bastard words must never reach the ears of the princess.

"I know the seriousness. Now is not the time to be sad. Some people are eager to grab the short handle of the prince. How can I be confused at this time?"

Saying so, Ye Qingcheng took out some butterfly powder in her hand and rubbed it on her face, covering up the haggard look on her face.

"Concubine Gong asked someone to come over early in the morning to reassure the concubine. Concubine Gong said that it is not convenient for her to come here. Please mourn the concubine. Don't be too sad and hurt your body..."

Ye Qingcheng was startled, this news is rare good news, but it is not convenient for her to come here... What is the reason?
"It's rare that Yan'er has a heart. She reassures me that she has already taken control of Prince Gong's mansion. For us, it's a blessing in misfortune..."

After thinking about this, Ye Qingcheng is still a little worried: "You can tell Ye Qi to go to Prince Gong's Mansion in person later, to see Yan'er!"

(End of this chapter)