"But really?" They couldn't believe it; just moments ago he had said he would kill them.

How could someone die so suddenly after only a short time?

Mo Yan didn't say much to them, she just told them.

"The Emperor has said he's dead, so he's dead. From now on, anyone who looks like him must be driven out. That's not a prince, that's someone who wants your children dead. Just tell him to get lost. After the funeral, the whole world will know that the Prince of Qin is dead!"

The group seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to.

The children had already changed their clothes and were being led by their fathers in the inner hall. They knew everything clearly: their father was dead, and from then on, they only had their mother and no father.

The people from the palace arrived quickly; the one in charge was Prince Cheng, the emperor's younger brother.

After paying her respects, Mo Yan began making arrangements.

The mourning hall was quickly set up, and several children knelt in front.

Civil and military officials also began to come and offer sacrifices.

Qin Yu had always wanted to enter the palace, but he couldn't. Then Si Yu slowly woke up and said, "Qin Yu, I'm in so much pain. Take me to the clinic."

Qin Yu then came over and tried to hug her, but he didn't know how, which made her very uncomfortable.

"Siyu, don't be afraid. I'll take you to the clinic. Don't worry, Father is just angry for a moment. He'll be fine once he calms down."

After they went to the clinic and saw the doctor, they were told they needed to stay there.

Qin Yu had heard about it while he was here.

"Have you heard? The King of Qin has passed away, and the King's Palace is currently holding a funeral."

Qin Yu: "???"

Qin Yu was utterly devastated. What did this mean?! How could he be dead? He was perfectly fine here, how could he be dead!

He was unwilling to accept this situation, felt it was unfair, and wanted to change it. He absolutely could not allow it to happen.

He could only try to comfort Siyu, "Siyu, is it okay if you stay here? I need to go and ask what exactly happened!"

Father was just angry, how could Mo Yan really go this far? It's too much, really too much!

Siyu was also unwilling for Qin Yu to truly lose his status as a prince, so she naturally agreed.

"Okay, go ahead."

Seeing how sensible Siyu was, he was also happy. "Then you wait for me here. I will definitely bring you in in a grand manner."

Siyu nodded weakly. She knew one thing very well: she really had no right to disagree at this moment. After all, the other men had run away, and only this one was left. No matter what, she had to hold on tight!

When Qin Yu arrived, the palace was draped in white, and everyone wore a sorrowful expression, as did the visiting officials.

They came and went, clearly seeing him but pretending not to, still deeply grieving.

He rushed over, trying to go inside, but was stopped by the guards.

"Are you blind? Can't you see who I am? Quickly tear all of this off! I'm still alive and well. Are you cursing me?"

He's still alive and well here, yet they're holding a funeral for him.