I am Feng Jun

Chapter 1113 1110. The Burial of Fanwai 18
After all, Shen Ci failed to survive this winter.

On the evening of the third day of the twelfth lunar month, Feng Jun passed away, and the bell tolled 27, mourning the whole country.

Then, there was a funeral ceremony that shocked everyone.

The most important funeral ceremony for Feng Jun in the history of the Mu Dynasty was Yin Zun Fengjun Junwu. Yuan Emperor Mu Mingyue stopped court for a hundred days and served vegetarian for three years. There is no more emperor in the mausoleum buried with Emperor Yuan.

Mu Yuanxi didn't want to give Shen Ci posthumous titles similar to those of "virtuous and virtuous", so he decided on the word "Yongle". Mausoleum.

The mausoleum on Mount Li was built after Mu Yuanxi came to power. The mausoleum is surrounded by mountains and has beautiful scenery. After 20 years of repair, it is now magnificent.

The death of Yongle Fengjun caused many people to mourn, but at most they thought it was the same funeral ceremony as Yin Zunfengjun, but they didn't know that the empress would also go to guard the mourning hall in person, and did not leave for seven days.

On the way, she even drove away the royal relatives and imperial husbands who went to watch the coffin, saying that she thought they were crying too loudly.

Mu Yuanxi also knew that not many of these people were sincere, so he expelled them all after the first day.

The same is true for the Shen family. Mu Yuanxi doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone now. She took the old mirror left by Shen Ci, and knocked on the mirror after her emotions recovered to a certain extent.

The picture was no longer the familiar Underworld General's Mansion, but a strange place, and she felt nervous for no reason.

"Father, mother, what about Ah Ci?"

She began to worry, what if something went wrong halfway?What if he went to other places?What if she can't find him?
"Don't worry, his soul body arrived yesterday, but he didn't wake up. If he wakes up for a long time, it will consume the power of the soul, and it will not be conducive to the fusion of the body."

When Shen Shixiao said so, Mu Yuanxi curled up his fingertips slightly, his expression still solemn.

"There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

Reshaping a body is easy to say, but it's not that easy at all. Shen Shixiao once said that after death, people either reincarnate or ghost cultivators, and there are some sinister choices to seize the body, which is also to find a new body for themselves. another way of doing it.

But no matter what kind, there are risks. Reshaping a body like this requires many conditions and is extremely complicated.

"Don't worry, we are all in the Moon Palace now, and there will be no mistakes in what the Moon God promised. We have also carefully prepared for two years, and it will be successful."

Shen Shixiao could understand her mood very well. Although he said that his daughter-in-law would not be in trouble, deep down in his heart he was also worried. There was always an accident in everything, so he had to be careful.

"If that's the case, I'll trouble my parents, and I'll find Ah Ci soon."

Mu Yuanxi took a deep breath, and finally said something solemnly, and after receiving a word of encouragement from Shen Shixiao, he put Su Jing away.

"Mother."

Mu Yao's voice came from behind, and Mu Yuanxi turned her head to look. The girl in filial piety was pale and her peach blossom eyes were red and swollen. It can be seen that even though she had to rest under her urging, she couldn't slow down.

Seeing Su Jing, who had no picture in Mu Yuanxi's hand, Mu Yao was slightly stunned, and walked over and whispered.

"Is it grandpa and grandma? How is daddy?"

Mu Yuanxi looked down at Su Jing in his hand, thought about what he was going to do in five days, raised his hand to caress the back of Mu Yao's head, his loving mother's eyes fell on her face, and handed Su Jing to her hand superior.

"Your father is remodeling his body, and he will be fine soon. When he wakes up, you can use this to communicate with him, just like communicating with grandparents before."

Mu Yao took Su Jing, but her expression was a little suspicious, "Is that why you gave it to me?"

"Ah."

Mu Yuanxi's lips were not parted, and a low voice came out of his voice, which made Mu Yao feel uneasy.

"Then mother kisses you."

"I will go find him, Yao'er, I told you a long time ago."

The corners of Mu Yuanxi's mouth curled up a little far-fetched, his black pupils were dark, Mu Yao's breath tightened, and the hand holding Su Jing also slowly clenched.

"It's God, right? Is it going to succeed?"

Mu Yao couldn't explain what was in her mind, she wanted her mother to succeed, but she still had a thought in her heart, if she didn't succeed, would she be able to grow up with her
"Come on, it won't be long"

Mu Yuanxi looked at the coffin in front of him, closed his eyes, his voice was light, and the unspoken words came to his mouth and swallowed with the wind.

I can't allow myself to procrastinate too long.

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In the middle of the night on the third day of the coercion, Mu Yuanqi, who hadn’t dared to bother her since she was kicked out of the East Palace last time, came quietly. step forward.

"Who asked you to come."

But Mu Yuanxi still quickly discovered her existence. When he spoke, his voice was icy cold, and Mu Yuanqi tentatively took a step forward.

"stop!"

With his right foot hanging in the air, Mu Yuanqi's eyes showed a trace of sadness.

"Sister Huang, I know I was wrong, I really know, please don't be like this, okay?"

She said almost begging, but Mu Yuanxi kept his back to her, and sneered.

"Heh, what can you do if you know?"

Mu Yuanqi fell into self-condemnation and silence, yes, what can she do if she knows that she is wrong, everyone is dead, what can she do.

"I don't want to see you, and he doesn't want to, go back to your Scarlet Smoke Palace, don't force me to do it again!"

She ordered in a cold voice without emotion, Mu Yuanxi felt that if Mu Yuanqi stayed any longer, he really couldn't help but do it again.

Mu Yuanqi's eyes were lonely, she didn't dare to face Shen Nanying, and she didn't come to look for Huang Jie for several months, and she suddenly found out about Shen Ci's death, she couldn't accept it more than Mu Yao.

But what made her even more sad was Huang Jie's colder attitude than before.

She knew she was wrong, but after all, the two of them were sisters of the same father, did they have to treat her like this?
Mu Yuanqi let out a foul breath, and when she had to turn around and leave, wearing a crane cloak, she strolled along the long palace road, blowing the cool breeze, and every step she took, a little sadness spread.

Qing Hui, who came with her, couldn't bear it when she saw this, and comforted her softly with a lantern, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is in a bad mood because of Feng Jun's death, don't be too sad."

Mu Yuanqi laughed at himself, "How can you not be sad?"

Fengjun died because of her, and being treated like this by the emperor was also because of her own sins, but how can I not be sad.

She didn't know anything back then, why didn't she know the truth until now, and had to bear all this.

"Your Highness, His Majesty was only angry for a while. After all, you and Your Majesty are sisters, and there will be no overnight enmity."

Qinghui spoke again, and Mu Yuanqi felt a little relieved when he heard the words.

"Yeah, after a long time, the scars can always be smoothed out."

Mu Yuanqi talked to himself, and gave himself a little strength, not letting himself be completely wrapped up in sadness, but he didn't know that four days later, a critical blow came again.

(End of this chapter)