The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 1270: Concubine Li's Dark Trick (17)
"Don't dare, you are all kneeling here, and you still have the face to say that you don't dare?" The Empress Dowager said angrily, "What do you want to do? You want me, an old woman, who has already lost a great-grandson, to let me do it again?" Have I lost the prince? You are dreaming! How important the emperor’s heir is. The prince is the foundation of the country. Even if your heads are cut off, it is not as precious as a single hair in Yixuan. As long as my wife is around, you will never touch the prince! "

"And you!" The empress dowager suddenly turned to the emperor and scolded sharply: "What do you want to do, abolish the prince or want the prince to be buried with Rong'er? Let me tell you, it's not the emperor who refuses to punish the prince today, but me This old woman does not allow you to touch the crown prince, you dare to kneel down and threaten the emperor without evidence, just based on this, you deserve to die!"

There was a lot of nonsense, and no one dared to make any more noises. Except for Mr. He who was in tears, the others were reluctant to come, and no one would be so stupid as to do that. bird.The old ancestor's words are very clear, even if they are all killed, the prince can't be touched. In the eyes of these people, this old woman's words have always been the same, even the emperor has been reprimanded, let alone them?
Abandoning the prince, what a big deal, the empress dowager won't allow it, the emperor can't breathe even if an unfilial hat is suppressed, how dare the foreign ministers refute?

The Empress Dowager sighed deeply, and said in a sad voice: "Go back, Rong'er is my great-grandson, unfortunately passed away, I, an old woman, feel very sad."

The people below hurriedly said: "The ancestors take care of their health."

The emperor also rushed over to help him and said, "Grandmother, you have been standing for a long time, why don't you go in and have a cup of tea?"

Qingchen also hurried over to hold the Empress Dowager's other hand. The ancestor pushed the emperor away, held the empress's hand and said: "I looked at Yixuan as if he was frightened, little child, sorry to see you, go back You have to calm him down."

Qingchen hurriedly responded, "Yes, the concubine obeyed, it's because the concubine neglected her duty and did not take good care of the child."

The empress dowager didn't blame her, she knew what kind of a queen she was, her difficulties were not easy, the ancestors were experienced, how could they not be considerate?
"It's not your fault either. You manage such a huge harem without even a helper. You care about one thing and neglect another. How can you be thorough in everything? But there is one thing that you have to take care of. Rong'er's funeral, but sloppy No."

Qingchen hurriedly said: "Yes, my daughter-in-law dare not, she will definitely treat this matter solemnly."

Seeing Master He's grief-stricken look below, the Empress Dowager comforted: "Master He, you don't have to be too sad, I can understand your feelings best, we are both elders, what we want to see most is These children and grandchildren can grow up safely, but since the misfortune has already happened, it cannot cause another tragedy, I am an old grandmother, I cannot afford to lose two children at once!"

"Empress Dowager..." Master He fell to the ground and cried loudly.

"Don't worry, I won't treat Rong'er badly, so the emperor can make him King Wu Cheng, and he will be buried according to the prince's etiquette." The Empress Dowager turned to ask the emperor, "How is it?"

This is Ai Rong's appeasement after death. If the matter can be calmed down because of this, how could the emperor disagree, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, the title given by the ancestor is very good, it must be King Wu Cheng."

"Okay, let's go. I'm already at this age, and I still have to experience such sadness. My old lady's heart is broken." The Empress Dowager supported the Queen's hand, turned and walked to the imperial study.

The emperor glanced at the people below, and followed in without saying anything, so the important ministers left the imperial study room one after another under the leadership of Mr. Mu.

The Empress Dowager drank a cup of tea in the imperial study, sat for a while and then left.

As soon as the old ancestor left, the empress was speechless, she didn't know what to say for a while, Qingchen knew that the emperor would not be in the mood to say anything to her at this time, so Fushen said: "Your majesty, my concubine is still here!" I'm going to prepare for Rong'er's funeral, so I'll take my leave first."

The emperor nodded, "Go ahead and make it as grand as possible."

"Yes, the concubine knows." In any case, as long as the crown prince survives, she doesn't care about other things. Qingchen turned around and left the imperial study. Fortunately, she can understand.

When she came to Antai Hall, she saw He Changzai was kneeling and sitting next to Rong'er's coffin, beating his chest and wailing, tears streaming down his face, crying heartbroken.

On the inner and outer coffins of golden nanmu, various auspicious patterns are carefully painted with gold lacquer. The coffin does not need to be painted, and it can be seen only by polishing. This kind of wood is a high-quality material specially used by the royal family. No matter how rich you are, you are not qualified to use this kind of thing, it is taboo.

And in the royal family, unless they are favored concubines, they are not qualified to use this kind of thing, so when Rong'er was made a martial artist and became king, the things she used after her death were all the best.

But as far as He Changzai is concerned, no matter how extravagant things are, it can't compare to keeping Rong'er alive.

Qingchen stood there quietly, sighed softly, and told Xiao Yinzi: "Since the emperor has made Rong'er the prince, then everything will be done according to the prince's rules, and there must be no neglect, everyone will respect you." I've already gone, let's make the funeral as perfect as possible, and don't let others find fault."

Xiao Yinzi hurriedly responded, "Yes, the slave knows, and my mother's condolences."

He Chang was crying in the dark, only immersed in his own pain, if not for the reminder from the girl next to her, maybe she would never have known that the queen was coming.

She stopped crying, didn't even have time to wipe her tear-stained face, she stood up slowly holding the girl's hand, her red and swollen eyes were full of bloodthirsty hatred, and staggered towards Qingchen's direction come over.

The queen stood there, looking at her quietly, with an indescribable pain and sadness on her face.

He Chang was gnashing his teeth, and a few steps away from the queen, he suddenly roared, and rushed towards Qingchen like crazy, wishing to tear her into pieces, but Xiao Yinzi dodged in front of the queen with quick eyesight, He stopped her desperately, but was forced back a few steps by her force.

Xiao Yinzi and the eunuch next to him held He Changzai tightly, and seeing her struggling like a demon, he yelled at the queen: "Empress, your prince killed my Rong'er, it was the prince who killed her!" Rong'er, but you are protecting in every possible way, where is your conscience? I am not favored, I am useless, I can't protect my son, even if he was killed, I can't seek justice for him, Empress, Rong'er died so badly, with injuries all over his body, and the prince was so vicious at such a young age, why do you still want to shield him? You cover the sky with one hand, and the concubines and heirs in this palace can only be slaughtered by you, and you can't say anything about being bullied. If you lose your life and have nowhere to appeal, you will be punished, you will definitely be punished!"

(End of this chapter)