Chapter 2227 Who is it
After walking for a while, she heard someone calling her from behind.
"Your Highness."
Nan Yan looked back and saw that it was Prince of Wei, Zhu Chengxuan, dressed in mourning. He was standing at the side door of Ji Yan Hall and walked towards her quickly.
"King Wei."
Nan Yan also turned around.
The child was dressed in white, his face was as pale as his clothes, and his lips were bloodless. Nan Yan knew that it was not only because of the Queen's death that he was so sad, but also because he had fought a bloody battle all night during the rebellion in the palace, and many of his injuries had not yet healed.
He walked over and bowed to Nan Yan: "Your Highness, I pay my respects to the Imperial Concubine."
Nan Yan took the child's hand with some heartache.
His hands had distinct joints, and probably because he had grown, they seemed to be taller than before. His fingers were also long and strong, but they seemed very cold.
Nan Yan said, "Look at you, you look so pale, did you not sleep last night?"
The bottom of his eyes were blue.
The King of Wei lowered his head and said softly, "I, your son, cannot neglect the funeral rites of my mother."
Nan Yan sighed softly and said, "Everyone knows you're filial, but you should also take care of yourself. I've had a bed prepared in the side hall next to the Jiyan Hall. If you can't hold on, remember to go there and rest. I'll tell your father about this."
"Thank you, Madam."
When he said these three words, Zhu Chengxuan's voice was unusually hoarse.
This kind of concern comes from the tenderness of the elders.
He had experienced very little since he was a child, and now, the person who cared about him the most is gone.
He was lying in the cold coffin in the back hall of Jiyan Palace. He stayed there and put paper money into the brazier one by one. The flames burned very high, but they could not warm him at all.
Instead, it was the imperial concubine's one or two words that made him feel bitter.
Seeing him like this, Nan Yan knew that he must be sad.
She felt a little bitter, so she could only hold it in and said softly, "You've grown up now. There's no need for me to teach you many things. Just do what you should do. The whole court, including the civil and military officials, and your father are watching."
"I know."
Nan Yan patted his shoulder.
Then he asked, "By the way, why did you call me? Is there something wrong?"
Zhu Chengxuan sniffed and then said softly, "There is something I would like to trouble Your Majesty with."
"What trouble? What's going on?"
"It's like this. My mother had previously…before, she had instructed that if she passed away, some of her things would be sent to the imperial mausoleum, but there were also some old things that she wanted to send back home."
“…”
Hearing this, Nan Yan's breathing paused slightly.
But her expression remained expressionless, and she simply said, "Oh? Did the Empress tell you to?"
"Yes, it was after the Wu family's rebellion that I went to serve in Yonghe Palace. My mother gave me instructions."
“…”
"She probably already knew that she was... dying, so she asked Sister Chun'er and the others to pack up some things in advance. She said that these were small items given to her by her family when she married into the Prince of Yan's Mansion. They didn't need to be buried with her, so it would be better to send them back home."
“…”
This is naturally a common occurrence.
There are such examples in the palace. After their death, some elderly concubines, or empress dowagers and imperial concubines, would pack up some small personal belongings and send them back to their parents' home. It would be considered an honor and a grace for their relatives to receive them.
You can also express your grief by looking at things that remind you of someone.
But, if it's the Queen's...
Seeing the imperial concubine frowning slightly for some reason, as if she was lost in thought, Zhu Chengxuan looked at her with some doubt and said softly, "Your Majesty, is this okay?"
"Oh, oh."
Nan Yan came back to her senses and immediately smiled and said, "Of course."
"That's great."
"But where are the Queen's things?"
"Sister Chun'er and the others have packed everything and are keeping it in Yonghe Palace, just waiting for an opportunity to hand it over to my family."
“…”
"I heard that my aunt and the others were mourning inside Sishan Gate, so I wanted to find an opportunity—"
Nan Yan thought for a moment and said, "However, as the legitimate son, it's not appropriate for you to leave Jiyan Palace Taiyuan and go to Sishan Gate."
Zhu Chengxuan hurriedly said, "I know."
“…”
"That's why I want to trouble you, Your Majesty."
"This is not a big deal."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Just go back. I'll find a time to go to Yonghe Palace, get the Empress's things, and then give them to your uncle or aunt."
Zhu Chengxuan hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Okay, don't be so polite."
Nan Yan patted his shoulder and said, "Go back quickly. Remember, if you feel tired, go to the side hall to rest."
"I know, I'm going back."
Zhu Chengxuan bowed again, then turned around and ran back.
After his figure disappeared from the side door of Jiyan Hall, Nan Yan slowly turned around, and Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her.
Neither the master nor the servant spoke immediately.
After walking a few steps, Ran Xiaoyu turned around and looked at Nan Yan, who was frowning and looking thoughtful. She said softly, "My Lady, do you want to investigate that matter?"
"Um?"
"The story of Guanyin, the Goddess of Childbirth."
“…”
"Are they really the Queen's family members..."
Nan Yan was silent for a moment and shook her head.
"No rush."
"Why?"
"This is a matter of great importance. We cannot act hastily. If we reveal anything and the other party discovers it, the truth will be buried forever."
After listening to this, Ran Xiaoyu nodded.
Too.
Hiding musk beads in the fertility-delivering Guanyin used by the Queen, who was the Princess of Yan back then, is definitely not as simple as the calculations among the concubines in the harem today.
Nan Yan added, "Besides, we haven't figured out whether it was the Queen's family who put the things in there, or whether it was Wu who put them in there."
Ran Xiaoyu said, "But Wu is already dead."
"She's dead, but her 'military advisor' is still here."
“…”
Ran Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood: "Your Majesty wants to see Gao?"
Nan Yan walked slowly forward while whispering, "Gao has given Wu a lot of advice over the years. If it weren't for her, even if Wu relied on the power of Duke Cheng to survive, she would have become the target of public criticism long ago."
“…”
"She was involved in a lot of Wu's affairs."
“…”
"This matter was done so covertly that I didn't discover it for so many years. If it was really Wu's doing, I'm afraid she is closely involved."
"Then the queen wants to -"
Nan Yan said, "Find a time to tell the emperor that I want to meet Gao. Ask her first."
“…”
"If it was really done by Wu, then it naturally has nothing to do with the Queen's family. But if..."
Having said this, she paused for a moment.
This result was not only something she was unwilling to face, but it was also something she found difficult to face.
I don’t know who it is.
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