The promotion of the imperial palace of the prosperous Huangmou

Chapter 962 The Funeral
On the day when Emperor Wen's coffin was put into the imperial mausoleum, the weather was excellent and the sun was shining brightly.

Li Yan naturally wanted to go there in person.

Nanjing has been clamoring to abolish the prince, and has always refused to support Li Yan's ascension to the throne, but there has been no actual action.

So Li Yan has been ignoring it.But now, Emperor Wen's coffin has been moved into the imperial mausoleum, and the matter of ascension to the throne is naturally on the agenda. What will happen to Nanjing will only depend on these few days.

Early in the morning, Lu Juntong felt that his eyelids were twitching.

For no reason, I felt a little flustered and palpitations.

People say that eyelid twitching means that bad things will happen.

Thinking about this situation, Lu Juntong became more and more worried.

Therefore, I couldn't help but think of the situation in Zhoushan.

Li Yan sighed helplessly when he saw her so distraught, and didn't let her follow any longer, but let her stay in the palace to wait for the news: "There will be news from Zhoushan in a while, you stay in the palace to watch the news." It doesn’t matter if you read it, let you know what happened in the first place, so that you can feel at ease in your heart.”

Lu Juntong hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

In this way, she stayed in the palace.

In the end, I didn't expect that what happened was not Zhoushan, but the Imperial Tomb.

Part of the imperial mausoleum collapsed.

So the whole mountain collapsed.

But at that time, the funeral procession had just been there.

The team was cut in two at once, and the people behind watched helplessly as the people in the front were buried underneath.

Li Yan's carriage happened to be in the front section.

Even the coffin of Emperor Wen disappeared.

When people reported back to the palace in such a panic, Lu Juntong was the first to get the news.

Then she felt a "buzz" in her head, and she didn't know what to do for a while.It was completely blank.

Under such circumstances, after a long while, she suddenly woke up: "How is this possible? How could such a thing happen? Did I make a mistake—"

The messenger just shook his head slightly.

Lu Juntong only felt that his feet were soft, and almost his whole body was about to fall down.

And then—then she couldn't help but shed tears.

Li Yan was buried?
Well, why was it buried?How could it collapse?Well, how could such a thing happen?

It took Lu Juntong a while to come back to his senses.Finally, she asked in a daze: "Have you told the Empress and the Crown Princess about this matter? Where are the other ministers?"

When Lu Juntong asked this question, the people who complained answered one by one: "The Empress has sent someone to go, but the Crown Princess, I haven't dared to say anything about it. After all, the Crown Princess is not in good health—I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it."

"What about Chang'an? Where are the people in Chang'an now?" Lu Juntong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

It doesn't matter whether Li Yan is dead or alive now.The first thing is to find the person first.

And to do such a thing, Chang'an must naturally be present.

"It's been rushing over without stopping."

"Okay, I see, now I'm going to the empress's side."

Lu Juntong nodded, stood up, and strode out. At this time, only Empress Xu could hold the scene.

And she just wanted Empress Xu to allow her to leave the palace and go to Li Yan.

She is worried, she must go and see for herself.

(End of this chapter)