Ye Wanhe really didn't expect that someone would break into the mourning hall in the middle of the night. She thought that no one would come here at this time, so she dared to feed Zhao Yun rice porridge with peace of mind. However, she didn't expect that the Prince of Xiang, who had always been unruly, would suddenly return to Chang'an.
Ye Wanhe looked at the gaze cast at her by Zhao Rui, and the bowl of rice soup in her hand was shaking.
Zhao Rui went over and snatched the bowl of rice soup from Ye Wanhe's hand, tears streaming down his face as he said, "Sister-in-law, I know you and my brother were deeply in love. You must be sad that he died young, but he's already dead. He won't be able to eat the rice soup even if you feed him more. He won't survive. Don't be too heartbroken and go crazy. After all, you still have the young Crown Prince to take care of."
Ye Wanhe listened to what Zhao Rui said and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was Zhao Rui who made the discovery.
Zhao Rui would not have any doubts and actually thought that she was just too sad and could not accept the death of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and became crazy. If Xie Shian and Gu Yan noticed it, Ye Wanhe really didn't know how to explain herself.
Ye Wanhe began to cry and said, "Prince Xiang, I really can't accept that His Highness has lost his life. I don't believe that His Highness the Crown Prince would abandon us, an orphan and a widow, and leave us like this."
Zhao Rui cried bitterly alongside Ye Wanhe, "Wow, I can't accept it either. If I leave like this, I'll be saying goodbye to my brother forever."
The cries of both of them were very miserable.
A sudden gust of wind blew through the mourning hall, causing the white silk to flutter in the wind. Zhao Rui said, "Royal brother, Royal brother, are you back? Don't worry, I will definitely help you take good care of the Royal Sister-in-law and Yu'er. Rest in peace."
Ye Wanhe just cried even more sadly.
The funeral of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a major event. Although the funeral day has not yet arrived, everyone has already become busy.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince passed away so suddenly that even his mausoleum was only recently built. Only the most important part of the mausoleum has been built first, and the other parts needed for the mausoleum will have to be built slowly in the future.
On the tenth day of the eleventh month, all the ministers and ladies gathered outside the East Palace to watch over the Crown Prince for the last night.
Yun Xiangye was accompanying Ye Wanhe. Seeing Ye Wanhe in such pain, Yun Xiangye felt really distressed.
Ye Wanhe stared at the coffin with lifeless eyes and a dead heart.
In the early morning, the coffin was carried out for funeral.
There was a great wailing in the East Palace, and it could be said that thousands of people were mourning together, and the crying almost resounded through the sky.
After all, it is the old who bury the young, and neither His Majesty nor the Queen went to the mausoleum to see off the funeral.
At dawn, the funeral procession had already arrived at the foot of the imperial mausoleum of the Dasheng Dynasty.
When the coffin was carried into the mausoleum, Ye Wanhe cried so hard that she almost fainted.
Ye Wanhe said weakly to Xie Zhixuan beside her, "Aunt, I want to stay in the palace next to the imperial mausoleum for a few more days to accompany His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Xie Zhixuan looked at Ye Wanhe's poor expression and sighed, "The deceased has passed away. As a widow, you should take care of yourself. You should also get over the pain quickly. After all, Yu'er is still young and he can't leave his parents."
Ye Wanhe nodded gently and said, "I understand, aunt, but I don't want to have any regrets. I want to be able to accompany His Highness for a few more days, and also show my filial piety to Yu'er who can't come to the imperial mausoleum..."
Xie Zhixuan looked at Ye Wanhe, whose eyes were bloodshot, and sighed softly, "Well, forget it, you can just stay in the imperial mausoleum for a few days."
Yun Xiangye looked at Gu Yan who was standing beside her and said, "Gu Yan, I'll stay and accompany my sister."
Ye Wanhe shook her head slightly towards Yun Xiangye and said, "Xiangye, you don't have to stay with me. After all, Nuonuo is still young and can't live without you..."
Yun Xiangye said, "Sister, how can I be at ease with you being alone in the imperial mausoleum?"
Ye Wanhe did not refuse anymore.
After the grand funeral procession left Lingshan, Ye Wanhe also returned to the palace.
After entering the palace, Yun Xiangye and Mai Dong, the senior palace maid beside Ye Wanhe, helped Ye Wanhe to rest on the small couch.
Mai Dong brought a cup of tea to Ye Wanhe and said, "Crown Princess, please have a drink."
Ye Wanhe took the teacup, looked at Yun Xiangye and said, "Xiangye...you should go back. Let me stay alone with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a few days."
Yun Xiangye said, "Sister, why are you so sad over someone who made you take contraceptive medicine for six years? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not worth your worry and concern at all."
Yun Xiangye had wanted to persuade Ye Wanhe about this for a long time.
However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had just gotten into trouble, and Ye Wanhe was at her most heartbroken, so Yun Xiangye only dared to think about it in her heart.
Seeing how deeply Ye Wanhe loves the Crown Prince today, Yun Xiangye really feels sorry for her sister.
How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince be worthy of such deep affection from his sister?
Ye Wanhe said bitterly, "I will get over my sadness as soon as possible. You should go back soon. Nuonuo will definitely cry if she doesn't see you for a few days."
Yun Xiangye sensed something was wrong. Why did her sister always want her to leave the imperial palace as soon as possible?
Yun Xiangye had an idea in her mind, so she bowed and said, "Then sister, I will go back first."
Yun Xiangye took Run'er out of the palace, but did not let the carriage go far. Instead, she stopped the carriage at the place where the palace must pass to get to the imperial mausoleum.
Run'er looked at Yun Xiangye in confusion and asked, "Miss, why did you stop the carriage here?"
Yun Xiangye said, "I feel like something's wrong with my sister. She's so sad, I'm afraid she'll do something stupid."
Run'er whispered, "Miss, do you think the Crown Princess would commit suicide for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
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