Chapter 142
Shen Zheng has earned some military merits over the past three years, and he is just waiting to return to the capital to properly build a relationship with the young crown prince!
However, the corpse in the ice palace needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. Although the corpse is stored in an ice coffin and ice palace, accidents are bound to happen in the sweltering summer.
Moreover, that human skin mask had long since expired, and it would fall off easily if pulled by any external force.
Furthermore, as time goes by, the human skin mask will deform, becoming somewhat different from when it was first put on. Upon closer inspection, clues will inevitably be noticed, making it truly dangerous...
Shen Zheng pondered in his heart, trying to figure out a way to properly dispose of the body in the ice coffin.
Song Xuan, carrying the little Yan Qing in his arms, went directly to the Ice Palace of the East Palace.
Although it is the height of summer, the Ice Palace is chilly and cold, filled with ice bricks, and the portraits on the walls were all painted by Song Xuan himself.
He placed Shen Qingnian's elegance on rice paper, making each stroke incredibly vivid.
Inside the Ice Palace, a faint fragrance lingered. For the past three years, Song Xuan had ordered people to burn jasmine incense every day, as she had a particular fondness for jasmine.
Upon entering the ice palace, Song Xuan put Xiao Yanqing down, and the two walked towards the ice coffin.
The corpse inside the ice coffin had turned deathly pale with a faint bluish tinge, appearing peaceful and not at all frightening. Little Yan Qing had been following Song Xuan here every day since birth, so naturally he was not afraid.
He couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and peek inside.
The Empress Dowager in the ice coffin was still beautiful, but for some reason he felt something was off about her today. She seemed to have changed, and was not as beautiful as before, not even as beautiful as the portrait his father had painted.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yanqing quickly shook her head, frowning and inwardly cursing herself.
How could I think of my mother like that? She is clearly the most beautiful woman in the world, and my father said so too.
Yes, yes, I must have misread it.
Thinking this, Xiao Yanqing couldn't help but grab the ice coffin with his little hands, and he stood on tiptoe to see it more clearly.
The next moment, a large hand lifted him up by the back of his neck, and a deep voice rang out: "Don't defile your mother's ice coffin."
Xiao Yanqing glanced at her clean clothes, pursed her lips, and felt a pang of grievance.
I am clearly very clean.
However, he did not argue with his father, who was an elder and the emperor. As a son, he should not argue with him.
Children's emotions come and go quickly. Soon, Xiao Yanqing was wandering around the Ice Palace again, looking at the paintings on the wall and then at the dressing table. These were all her mother's things.
During the sweltering summer, he loved to stay in the Ice Palace, where it was cool and comfortable. More importantly, he could spend time with his mother. Whenever he was in the Ice Palace, he felt that his mother had not left, but was just sleeping peacefully.
He had longed countless times for his mother to rise from the ice coffin; he longed for her to hold him...
Song Xuan let Xiao Yanqing play in the hall. He stood in front of the ice coffin and looked at the person inside with deep affection in his eyes.
He had stood here countless times, holding Yan Qing in his arms, and had also woken up several times from nightmares, in which the Eastern Palace was awash in blood, and Qing Nian stood amidst that blood, her expression filled with longing and love...
Every time he woke up, his cheeks were covered in tears, but when he was fully awake, he no longer felt the urge to cry.
Song Xuan murmured softly, "Three years have passed. Even with the ice sealing you in, your face has still changed. Did I force you to stay, Qing Nian...?"
Having said that, he bent down, wanting to touch the face of the corpse lying in the ice coffin—
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