That was Princess Jing and Prince Jing's three daughters.
When Princess Jing looked over, Yan Cheng nodded slightly: "Third sister-in-law."
"It's my eighth brother who has come to pay homage to His Highness."
Princess Jing wiped the tears from her face, made her stiff face look gentle, and tried to show a kind smile.
Yan Cheng looked at her hand on her daughter and suddenly understood why she was forcing a smile.
Is it to leave a good impression on him so that he won't be angry with Prince Jing's bloodline because of Prince Jing's identity?
Should we say that the love of parents in the world is truly pitiful?
Yan Cheng also smiled a little: "Third sister-in-law, I'm here to pay tribute to Third Brother, you don't have to worry about me."
After offering incense to Prince Jing, Yan Cheng returned to the palace.
Then a large basket of memorials was seen in the palace where he was temporarily staying.
Yan Cheng: “…”
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In the twenty-eighth year of Jingxi, the winter was exceptionally cold.
Emperor Jingxi was ultimately unable to survive the severe winter and died of illness in the Qianqing Palace.
He still did not write any will until the last moment of his life.
It was as if not appointing a crown prince and not allowing another person to succeed to the throne could change the fact that his life was doomed.
Inside the Palace of Heavenly Purity, with the death of Emperor Jingxi, the atmosphere was so heavy that it was suffocating.
Several elderly ministers, dressed in court robes, looked solemn and serious as they slowly knelt down together.
The leader, Prime Minister Xie, was old but had a resolute and determined look.
He spoke first, his voice loud and firm:
"A country cannot be without a ruler for a single day. Your Highness Prince Yong has made numerous military achievements in the northwest and is deeply loved by the people. He possesses extraordinary talent and is the perfect candidate to inherit the throne. Please, Prince Yong, take the throne!"
The other ministers also echoed, and their voices echoed in the empty Qianqing Palace.
"Please let Prince Yong take the throne!"
"Please let Prince Yong take the throne!"
At this moment, the cold wind whistled outside the hall, as if foreshadowing that a new chapter was about to begin.
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