Reborn Pampered Queen

After listening to the financial uncle's report, Xiao Ruixuan sneered.

Fortunately, he sent the Nighthawk to Dajin before, otherwise, if he really expected these important ministers in the court, the cauliflower would be cold, right?

"Is there any news from the Nighthawks?" Xiao Ruixuan rubbed the teacup in his hand and savored the fragrance of Longjing before the rain.

"Some news came..." Uncle Cai hesitated and said, "nighthawks, when they arrived at wolf claw cliff, found several corpses that were not shaped by jackals under the cliff..."

As soon as Xiao Ruixuan heard this, he became shocked.

He looked at the uncle with wide eyes, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

About a quarter of an hour later, he seemed to vaguely hear his shaking voice: "can you be sure who it is?"

"According to the Nighthawk's private letter, the clothes with two corpses are obviously more luxurious than ordinary people, and the decorations on them are all colorful gold Python..."

It's obviously more luxurious than ordinary people!

Xiao Ruixuan's eyes closed.

In the Daliang Dynasty, colorful gold Python is the exclusive decoration of the royal family! But not everyone can wear it at will.

But in addition to Prince Xiao RUIZHAO, only princess Xiao Qianshu, who went to Dajin to make peace, was awarded such an honor.

If others dare to wear such ornaments without authorization, it is a great crime of beheading!

"Are you sure?" Xiao Ruixuan closed his eyes and asked with a painful look.

"The Nighthawk said that he had already carried the two corpses in his coffin and escorted them back to Beijing in person." The uncle said cautiously, "listen to the Nighthawk say that jackals are rampant over there, that's why..."

He said and left half a sentence, but Xiao Ruixuan understood what he meant.

In the wilderness, there are jackals, so there are no bones!

Xiao Ruixuan closed his eyes and fell back on the back of his chair.

That's what he's worried about.

If the prince was killed, the political structure of the whole Daliang dynasty would be changed dramatically.

No one can tell whether such a change is good or bad at this time.

"How many days will you enter Beijing?" Xiao Ruixuan asked with his eyes closed.

"About three or five days to go."

"Let me know when the time comes, and I'll pick him up into the city!"

After hearing this, the financial uncle sang "here" and left lightly, leaving Xiao Ruixuan alone.

Five days later, the coffin escorted by the Nighthawk entered Beijing and was sent directly to shuntianfu.

Naturally, he would not reveal his identity. He only said that he was a businessman walking between the two countries. Seeing that the victim was wearing colorful golden Python clothes, he did not dare to neglect and bought two thin coffins to transport them back.

The people in shuntianfu didn't dare to neglect the clothes on the two corpses. Instead, they reported it directly.

Two days later, after multiple investigations, it was confirmed that the two incomplete corpses were today's Prince Xiao RUIZHAO and Xing'an Princess Xiao Qianshu, who were ordered to make peace. For a time, the prince's house and King Kang's house were filled with grief.

Princess Kang has fainted from crying, and Jiang Yi sits alone at the head of her bed until dawn.

Qiulan beside her, holding a white linen dress, carefully pushed the door in, but saw that the candle at the head of Jiang's bed had already been burned into a "lump of tears".

"Niang Niang ~!" She changed in a low voice, for fear that it would disturb Jiang Yi.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yi turned to see that her eyes were empty, and there were still wet tears on her face.

"Just now the house of internal affairs sent people filial piety..." Qiulan face some embarrassed said.

Jiang Yi also saw the white filial piety in her black lacquer plate.

That white is so shocking, let her look at heart with a tremor.

Is this the end of it?

Her legs and feet trembled. She stood up shaking.

She sat on the bed all night, and her feet became a little disobedient.

She was still fighting with Cui Yingying in this backyard before. In retrospect, it's just like a joke.

"Show me the clothes..." she laughed at herself.

Autumn orchid shook to shake that white filial piety, handed to the hand of Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi took the dress, and tears came out of her heart. She also held the dress and began to cry.

In the east courtyard of Youlan hall, Qin Yu'an looked at the filial piety clothes he had sent to him and shook his head frequently.

How could that be?

Her splendor has not yet begun! How did it end?

She brushed her slightly raised stomach with her hand, where she had hoped.

"Listen to them, the cabinet has decided to hold a national funeral for his highness in three days. At that time, everyone will go to the palace to cry for his highness..." the cherry grass beside her also tells Qin Yu'an what she heard from outside.

And where does Qin Yu'an still have the mood to listen to these at this time? In her heart, she began to pace the room.

"Cherry grass, do you know what happened to the concubines who died young?" She asked anxiously, pulling the cherry grass.

Cherry grass a listen, some muddled shake his head.

Qin Yu'an thinks that she is really in a hurry to go to the doctor. She has been growing up with her side. How can she know what she doesn't know?

Her eyes turned to the main courtyard in the West.

"Come on, let's go to the lady." She felt that it was not the time to feel sorry for herself.

When she stroked her stomach to the outside of Jiang Yi's main room, she heard Cui Yingying's voice in the room.

Only heard her faint sigh: "you and my sister, a fight every day to death, have you ever expected to have today?"

"Yes, I never thought about it!" Jiang Yi also answers lightly. Then the eyes are full of vicissitudes of life of the two people look at each other a smile, also relatively speechless sitting there.

Cui Yingying once sent someone to the palace to ask for help from her aunt Cui Guifei.

But at this time, my aunt had no time to pay attention to her.

When the prince was killed, the eastern palace was suspended.

My aunt is working with Cui's family to present Xiao Rui, the seventh prince, to the throne.

After all, none of Jianwu's sons is more suitable to inherit the throne than the seventh Prince Xiao Ruicheng.

Once Xiao Ruicheng's position as the crown prince is established, all of them will move to the royal temple, and the life of the ancient Buddha will be lost.

"Seriously, at this time, I began to envy Lin Chenghui and them." Cui Yingying suddenly said, "according to the law of Daliang, they only need to be filial for their Highness for three years, and then they can be free to marry again. But we concubines who have given birth to children must carefully raise their children..."

Qin Yu'an, who was eavesdropping outside the window, was shocked!

The unborn concubine can find another marriage after three years of filial piety, but if she has a child, she has to keep it for Her Highness all her life!

She felt her stomach and hesitated for a moment.