In the East Palace bedroom.

When Yun Xiangye entered the room, she saw Ye Wanhe lying on the bed, silently shedding tears. She hurried over and said, "Sister."

Seeing Yun Xiangye coming over, Ye Wanhe said, "Xiangye..."

Seeing Ye Wanhe's red and swollen eyes, Yun Xiangye said, "Sister, you are still in confinement and you can't cry. It's bad for your eyes."

Yun Xiangye wiped Ye Wanhe's tears with a handkerchief and said, "You still have your child. You must hold on well and don't hurt yourself..."

Ye Wanhe nodded towards Yun Xiangye and said, "I understand. Even if I'm heartbroken, I have to take good care of myself for Yu'er."

Yun Xiangye whispered, "It's strange, how could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pass away so suddenly?"

Ye Wanhe said, "I don't know either. His Highness was busy with official duties today, so he said he would rest in the study. But at midnight, Li Quan saw that the candlelight inside was still burning. He wanted to go in and put out the light, but he saw His Highness lying on the desk, already dead..."

Ye Wanhe choked up as she spoke, "My Yu'er hasn't even reached the age of one month yet, and he's already lost his father..."

As Ye Wanhe spoke, she felt grief-stricken and tears fell again.

Yun Xiangye hurriedly wiped Ye Wanhe's tears and said, "Sister, I don't know how to persuade you, but I hope you take good care of yourself."

Ye Wanhe reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Xiangye, take me there. I want to see His Highness..."

"Sister, why are you doing this? You are still in confinement after giving birth."

Ye Wanhe burst into tears and said, "Let me accompany him one last time, just to accompany him."

Yun Xiangye sighed. She couldn't tell the heartbroken Ye Wanhe that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not worth her sadness. She could only support Ye Wanhe to the main hall, hoping that she would not have any regrets.

Yun Xiangye wrapped Ye Wanhe in a cloak and helped her to the main hall.

At this moment, the monks and Taoist priests had already arrived. The monks were chanting Buddhist scriptures, and the Taoist priests were performing rituals for the deceased.

In the early morning, the East Palace Hall was brightly lit and drenched in white.

Ye Wanhe, dressed in white, walked up to Zhao Yun. Her eyes were blurred by tears. She walked forward and slapped Zhao Yun hard on the face.

This slap shocked everyone in the East Palace.

Ye Wanhe was extremely sad and said, "You really deserve to be beaten. How could you abandon me and the child and leave like this..."

"You promised me that you would treat me well for the rest of your life, and now you're gone. What will happen to Yu'er and me? Your Highness...what will happen to Yu'er? He's not even a month old yet. What will you do to us, an orphan and a widow?"

Empress Wei was extremely heartbroken. Seeing her daughter-in-law so grief-stricken, she walked over to Ye Wanhe in tears and said, "You must hold on. Yu'er has lost his father, and you can't afford to make any more mistakes. Your father has already had an imperial decree drafted to make Yu'er the crown prince."

Hearing the words "Crown Prince", Ye Wanhe clenched her hands, forcing herself not to reveal the secret and not to show any happy emotions.

Ye Wanhe thought of the unforgettable pain of losing her child. She still held Zhao Yun's hand tightly and placed it on her face, saying, "Your Highness, how could you be so cruel? What happened to the lifelong marriage we promised each other? You just abandoned me like this, leaving me to endure the pain of separation..."

Ye Wanhe cried so sadly that everyone who saw her was moved.

Xie Shi'an bowed to His Majesty and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince had always been in good health. His sudden death is truly strange. I suggest that the coroner should open his stomach and determine the cause of his death."

Ye Wanhe said, "No! How can His Highness be disemboweled? I will never agree to this. Your Highness valued dignity most when he was alive. Why should he suffer such torture after his death?"

Queen Wei also cried out, "Shi'an, you mean well, but how can Yun'er be disemboweled?"

Xie Shian said, "His Highness's death is indeed very strange. Only by opening his stomach can we determine the cause of death."

Ye Wanhe cried bitterly, "It's pitiful that Your Highness died young. You must not be disemboweled after death. I will never allow anyone to harm Your Highness in this way..."

Ye Wanhe hugged Zhao Yun's "remains" tightly, and everyone was impressed by Ye Wanhe's deep love.

"Sister, go back to your room and have a good rest. You are still in confinement after giving birth, so it is not appropriate for you to be too sad." Yun Xiangye went to the side to support Ye Wanhe and comforted her softly.

Ye Wanhe shook her head and said, "No, I want to accompany His Highness and accompany him on his last journey."

Ye Wanhe said this and placed Zhao Yun's hand on the side of her face.

Seeing Ye Wanhe like this, no one dared to step forward to persuade her.

The sudden death of the prince at such a young age shocked the entire court and the country.

After the death of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Majesty named his little grandson, who was not even a month old, as the Crown Prince. However, this still could not stop many ministers with ulterior motives from wanting to send their own daughters to enter the palace for His Majesty.

His Majesty demoted several officials who advised him to take a concubine, and dismissed several more officials from their posts before the matter was put to rest.

In the Xie family.

Because Fu Qianran was pregnant and due to her previous status, she did not go to the Eastern Palace to attend the funeral. When she saw Xie Shian returning with a sullen look on his face, she asked, "Has the date for the Crown Prince's funeral been set?"

Xie Shian said, "The funeral is scheduled for half a month later, November 11th. Alas."

Fu Qianran said, "Although I'm in the backyard, I've heard that things have been unsettled in the court officials these past few days..."

Xie Shian sighed and said, "His Highness has passed away, and the Emperor's grandson is still young. Who wouldn't be tempted by the throne in the future?"

Fu Qianran pursed her lips and said, "How unpredictable things are. Who could have thought that His Highness would be gone just like this?"

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