Chapter 199 Zhao Zhuoxi wakes up

Although Jiang Jiu did not have the original owner's memory, he still supported the entire Zhenguo Mansion.

After returning to the mansion, the original owner's father, the prince of Zhenguo, Yao Shirong, had not woken up, and his younger brother Yao Song was still young.

Jiang Jiu carried out the funeral of Duke Zhenguo and his wife, as well as the Crown Prince's wife in an orderly manner according to the burial laws of Daning.

In the palace, Zhao Zhuoxi drank the medicine again and was unconscious for a whole night. He was completely awake the next morning.

After waking up, he felt refreshed and an indescribable sense of relaxation in his body.

Because he vomited too much blood recently, Doctor Yu gave him a lot of tonic medicine.

It made Zhao Zhuoxi fully recover.

"I... I feel very well now. As for the princess, they said that the queen's palace has not been repaired. She will live with me in the future... Where is she? Why is she gone..."

Zhao Zhuoxi stood up while talking.

He stretched out his arms and asked the palace maids to help him dress him. Once everything was done, he couldn't wait to run out of the hall.

As soon as he arrived outside the palace, he found that Nichang, Yang Ming, and several of his former followers were staring at him nervously.

Zhao Zhuoxi thought he was going to deal with matters in the palace.

He waved his hands and said, "Let Gu Chengyan and Qin Dashi handle these trivial matters. I haven't seen the princess for a long time, and I miss her very much..."

After going through so much, Zhao Zhuoxi wanted to pull Jiang Jiu aside to chat.

He wanted to tell Jiang Jiu about his excitement, and also wanted to enjoy this kingdom with her.

Last time, he had such a good opportunity to become emperor, but he was unwilling to do so because Jiang Jiu was gone.

He said he was bored because no one shared the victory with him.

Now Jiang Jiu is not far away, waiting for him. He can finally realize his wish and share the world with her.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I walked with a breeze under my feet.

However, Nichang, Lu Ming, Lu An, Gu Chengyan, Master Yiyun and others who followed behind him looked at each other with unhappy expressions on their faces.

Nichang signaled to Lu Ming: "Hurry up and hold on. If we really get to the prince's former palace and see everything, we're done for..."

Lu Ming was also confused: "I dare not, look at the master's appearance, who dares to stop him..."

Lu Ming winked at Master Yiyun, who also shook his head slightly.

Amidst the confusion, the group finally arrived at Zhao Zhuoxi's former palace.

"Xiaojiu, I'm back..."

I don’t know what happened, but the moment Zhao Zhuoxi was about to push open the door, he had a bad feeling.

I pushed the door open suddenly and saw that the palace was empty.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and leaves fluttered down from the sky.

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu..."

The further he walked into the house, the colder Zhao Zhuoxi felt.

It's not winter yet, why have all the leaves on this tree fallen?

The flowers in the yard have also withered, and the whole yard looks desolate.

"Xiaojiu... I'm back..."

Zhao Zhuoxi shouted again.

Logically speaking, Jiang Jiu should have come over by now.

But now the room was quiet.

Zhao Zhuoxi came to the door of the room and was about to push it open.

Lu Mingshi couldn't help but shouted: "Master...Princess..."

Zhao Zhuoxi paused as he pushed the door open and slowly turned around.

"What's wrong with the princess? Is it possible that Princess Zhaoyang still won't let me go even at this time?"

Originally he was very domineering, and now that he had become an emperor and had gone through a lot of fighting, he felt an indescribable murderous aura all over his body.

Lu Ming couldn't help but shiver.

With a swish, Lu Ming knelt down.

The people who followed him also knelt on the ground, and no one dared to raise his head.

"Tell me...what happened to the princess? Is she not here..."

"The princess is back..." Nishang had to speak up, "Our people went to the princess's mansion to invite the princess, Princess Zhaoyang, and everyone in the princess's mansion, they have all been captured back..."

"She's been captured..." Zhao Zhuoxi looked at Nishang in confusion, "She's my aunt, the princess's grandmother, how dare you capture her..."

But that person was Nishang. If something hadn't happened to the princess, she would never have dared to do that.

So Zhao Zhuoxi reacted immediately.

"But something happened to the princess..."

Nichang knew that she would be unable to hide the truth sooner or later, so she looked at Lu Ming and told him about how Princess Zhaoyang and the Sixth Prince Zhao Zhuoran used the princess' body to poison Zhao Zhuoxi.

The more Zhao Zhuoxi listened, the more frightened he became, and the colder he felt.

My raised hands were shaking.

"The princess...is gone? What does that mean?"

Nichang knew she couldn't say any more, for fear that everyone in the yard would be enraged.

If your Majesty is angry, corpses will float for thousands of miles.

Nichang and Lu Ming both bowed their heads to the ground, not daring to look up.

Seeing that no one dared to answer him, Zhao Zhuoxi gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

There were white banners hanging in the room, and a black coffin was placed in the middle of the hall.

The moment he saw the coffin, Zhao Zhuoxi was stunned.

He simply didn't dare to open his eyes. He was afraid that the person lying in the coffin was his most beloved woman.

However, things did not go as planned. When Zhao Zhuoxi arrived at the coffin, he still saw Suman's body.

"The princess was originally in labor. In order to prepare medicine for her master, she had to take the Western poison, Hate Farewell. After taking this medicine, the princess bled to death after labor. She could not be saved."

Nichang told Zhao Zhuoxi the truth about the detoxification.

Although it was cruel, if he was not told the truth, it would be even more aggrieved for the sacrificed princess.

Zhao Zhuoxi staggered and almost fell, and held on to the dark coffin with his big hands.

"Zhao Zhuoran really has good intentions in order to harm me..."

It was not unfair at all to kill him. Zhao Zhuoxi originally felt a little guilty, after all, they were brothers.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhuoran used one trick after another to harm him.

He reached out and lifted the handkerchief covering Suman's face. He took a look at Suman's pale face. He felt a sweetness in his throat and a rusty taste in his mouth.

Zhao Zhuoxi swallowed the blood.

This is Su Man, the daughter of the Su family, not his Jiang Jiu.

His Jiang Jiu will not die. He doesn't know where his soul has gone. He will slowly look for it and wait.

"Come here, confer the title of Empress Zhaode on Suman, and confer the title of Empress Yuanzhen on Madam Jiang... Confer Empress Zhaode in the Western Imperial Mausoleum, and Empress Yuanzhen in the Central Imperial Mausoleum..."

"Yes." After the people below knelt down again, Zhao Zhuoxi raised his hand and asked them to stand up.

Lu Ming and Ni Chang looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.

It was legitimate for Suman to be the empress, because she was a princess after all. However, many ministers were dissatisfied with Jiang Jiu being the empress.

However, no one dared to say anything.

After all, Jiang married Zhao Zhuoxi with her own business.

Now, Jiang's business has become a royal business, and is managed by Gu Chengyan, Xiao Yimo and others.

Gu Chengyan was even given the title of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Together with his wife Mudan, he not only had to manage the business, but also the national treasury.

On the day of seeing the empress off, Zhao Zhuoxi even placed Jiang Jiu's ashes in a coffin made of golden nanmu wood.

Jiang Jiu's coffin was in front and Su Man's was in the back. After entering the imperial mausoleum, Jiang Jiu's coffin was placed in the middle. The meaning was very obvious: after Zhao Zhuoxi died a hundred days later, he would be buried together with her.