Chapter 2876 You Are the Boss
Although the matter has been largely resolved, Pang Hu is dead, and there are no other clues pointing to any problems in the palace. In fact, it can be said that it is all over. However, the palace maid who witnessed everything was frightened and now jumped into the well to commit suicide, which made her feel a little uneasy.
She asked, "Where's the body?"
"It has been carried away."
"Is it confirmed that he jumped into the well and drowned?"
"yes."
“…”
Nan Yan thought for a while with a sullen face, then waved her hand: "You go first. Let them take care of Liu'er's funeral properly. Give her some money for her marriage, and don't treat them badly."
"yes."
Tingfu turned and walked out.
Nan Yan sat in front of the dressing table. Her face reflected in the bronze mirror was still a little gloomy. At this time, Zhu Feng's voice came from inside, and she hurriedly got up and walked in.
The palace maids came in immediately and helped the emperor get up and dress.
Although Nan Yan still hoped that he could rest a little longer, it was already a good thing that Zhu Feng could leave Yanxi Palace and return here, and she didn't want to ask too much of him. Moreover, after a night's rest, his complexion was much better.
The breakfast sent to him by the imperial kitchen was normal porridge and a bowl of tender egg custard.
She could see that Zhu Feng had no appetite at all.
But he still forced himself to swallow these things mouthful by mouthful.
You know, he has always been a person with a good appetite, and he eats very generously, giving people the feeling of a gangster who eats big chunks of meat and drinks big gulps of wine. But now, seeing that he only eats such a small amount, Nan Yan felt uncomfortable as if being pricked by needles.
But it cannot be revealed.
She only whispered, "Because of the Imperial Noble Consort's funeral, the Imperial Kitchen cannot prepare meat for the time being. Your Majesty, please eat more eggs these next two days. Later, shall I have them steam another one?"
Zhu Feng wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "You decide."
"yes."
"By the way, I just heard someone report what happened at Jingyixuan?"
"That palace maid Liu'er jumped into a well and died."
"Jump into the well?"
"yes."
Nan Yan told him what Tingfu had reported. Zhu Feng frowned slightly, then relaxed after a while.
After listening to Nan Yan's words, he said calmly: "It's okay if I die."
“…”
"Let the people below take good care of her funeral and give her family some rewards."
Nan Yan said: "This is how I arranged it."
After saying that, she looked at Zhu Feng again.
She felt vaguely uneasy about this matter, but this uneasiness was groundless. After all, the matter was resolved. Liu'er died because she was weak-minded - in other words, she was too timid. As long as her funeral was handled properly, everything would be fine.
But for some reason, she felt a little uneasy.
But Zhu Feng seemed to feel nothing.
Could it be that I am worrying too much?
Just when she was having some random thoughts in her mind, she heard a sound of footsteps outside. Although it sounded familiar, she hadn't heard it for a long time.
Both of them subconsciously looked up and saw Xiao Chengjun running in from outside.
"Father! Mother!"
He was lively and active, but he was not tall enough. When he stepped over the threshold, he almost got stuck. Fortunately, Ruoshui was standing at the door, picked him up and put him into the house.
He jumped up happily.
Ever since Zhu Feng woke up, Nan Yan had her children taken away from her husband and wife. It was not because she didn't want them to meet, but because she was worried that the two children would start to act crazy and accidentally touch Zhu Feng's injuries.
Xiao Xinping was already sensible. Moreover, when Nan Yan was not in the palace, it was always Concubine Shun and Concubine Yi who took care of them, so they had a very good relationship. As soon as Concubine Shun's mourning hall was set up, she had been serving in Jiyan Hall.
Only little Chengjun still doesn't quite understand the meaning of life and death.
He didn't even understand what it meant that his father was injured. He just made a fuss for a long time, and when he finally got to see his father, he ran over happily, hugged Zhu Feng's legs and asked him to hold him.
Fortunately, Nan Yan picked him up.
Said: "Your father is injured and can't hold you, you have to be good!"
"Show... smells good?"
Little Chengjun blinked his big eyes blankly, not understanding anything more.
Nan Yan poked his forehead with a wry smile: "How stupid. It's the injury, not Xiuxiang."
Seeing his son's adorable appearance, Zhu Feng felt as if some of the pain and bleeding in his heart had been healed. He said softly, "Chengjun, follow father to the Jiyan Palace."
Little Chengjun doesn't quite understand what's going on around him.
But he understood where he was going to follow his father, and immediately agreed happily.
So, after changing his clothes, Zhu Feng brought Nan Yan and Xiao Chengjun to Ji Yan Hall.
Although Zhu Feng conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort on Xin Qing, the funeral ceremony for the Imperial Noble Consort naturally could not be compared with that of the previous Empress Renxiao. The concubines in the palace all came here to pay their respects, but Zhu Feng did not allow the ministers and ladies in the court to enter the palace.
After all, they had just experienced such a big thing, and the capital area suffered a great blow. The capital urgently needed to return to normal, and the ministers had to do their own things.
The concubines were divided into two rows based on their residences in the six eastern and western palaces, just as they had been at Queen Inhyo's funeral.
Nan Yan looked at the sparsely populated hall and sighed inwardly.
After Concubine Shun left, there were only two concubines in the palace, and there were not even a few imperial concubines. Kneeling at the back were the two imperial concubines of Jingyixuan - Yao Ying and Ling Shansi.
Seeing the emperor coming in person, the concubines in the mourning hall cried even more sadly.
Xin Ping, on the other hand, had been serving in the mourning hall the entire time. Her eyes were red and her face was pale. When she saw Zhu Feng coming, she walked up to him crying, "Father..."
She is more sensible than Cheng Jun.
Knowing that her father was injured, she didn't dare to hug him, but just looked at him with red eyes.
Zhu Feng reached out and touched her hair, saying softly, "Be good."
Xinping wiped her tears with the back of her hand and cried even more sadly.
Little Chengjun didn't understand anything at first. Everyone was crying, and he was looking around curiously. However, when he saw that Concubine Shun, whom he was close to, was not in the crowd, and then looked at the huge coffin in front of him, he suddenly seemed to feel something.
I also started crying loudly.
With this cry, the noise in the entire mourning hall was drowned out.
Although Zhu Feng was very relieved, he was also worried that the two children crying like that would be bad for their health, so after a while, he had someone take the King of Han and the Princess away.
He personally lit a stick of incense for Xinqing.
Nan Yan followed him and watched his eyes turn red. She knew that he was suppressing the pain in his heart, fearing that his injury would be affected again.
He whispered, "Your Majesty, it's better to go back."
Zhu Feng glanced at her.
He just nodded and turned to leave.
However, when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and looked down.
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