Chapter 437 It Hurts Me Too Much
The king did not want to take Lady Jiang as a concubine, so she could not stay in the palace. The empress dowager had brought her into the palace ahead of time, which was not a good thing to say. The only way to cover up the empress dowager's stupidity was to say that the king wanted to give the Jiang family some face.
Jiang Ni was overjoyed. "Thank you, Steward. May I ask if you could tell me what precautions I should take in this Beast Taming Garden?"
"Just watch from a distance. If His Majesty is in a good mood and wishes to summon a particular one, then bring that one to His Majesty's presence in this specially made cage. That's all. Just remember to close the cage door tightly. It's a small matter if one escapes, but it's a big deal if the young lady loses her life."
Quan Sheng couldn't bear to tell the gentle and kind woman the truth: the beast taming garden was full of beasts captured by the king. They were all unruly and powerful demons in their previous lives. Those with good-looking original forms were forced back to their original forms, while those with bad-looking original forms were completely destroyed.
Jiang Ni took the cage from Quan Sheng and said, "Thank you for informing me, Steward."
When Jiang Ni saw the adorable animals in the garden, her heart melted. She devoted herself to grooming and dressing up the pets, and with several subordinates, her life was fulfilling. She completely forgot about Jiang Hengchu, who was eagerly waiting at home.
The monsters in the Beast Taming Garden, utterly dejected, let Jiang Ni fuss over their fur. They wanted to open their blood-red mouths and devour the little girl, but then they remembered the warning the treacherous palace official had given them before leaving, and their spirits immediately deflated.
They should just stay put. According to Di Xin, they hadn't committed any crimes in the human settlements, so Di Xin was willing to let them serve their sentences here. However, their fellow disciples who had committed crimes weren't so lucky.
When Jiang Hengchu received the news from the palace, it was like a bolt of lightning striking the top of his head; he fainted on the spot.
When he woke up and secretly checked on Jiang Ni, he realized that the situation was hopeless and the Jiang family had no hope of making a comeback.
Jiang Hengchu suspected that his ruthless nephew had killed his own mother, and he was constantly anxious and suspicious, like a frightened bird. He rarely went out and didn't even dare to go to the palace to see the Empress Dowager off, for fear of going in upright and coming out horizontally.
The Empress Dowager's mourning hall was set up, and a hall filled with mournful sounds filled the air. Chang Hao lingered in front of the Empress Dowager's coffin, feeling mostly guilty towards her.
"Of all virtues, filial piety is the most important. Killing one's father and mother is a heinous crime. I have only just realized this today, but it is too late for regrets. What can I do?" Chang Hao dared not kneel before the Empress Dowager any longer, and was filled with panic as he faced the spirit tablet of Emperor Yi, who had been dead for many years.
"Your Majesty, where do you intend to bury the Empress Dowager?" Quan Chang asked as usual, as it was customary for her to be buried with the late king.
“My father is buried in my underground palace, so you should arrange for the Empress Dowager to be buried in the underground palace that the late king supervised the construction of.” Chang Hao replied without hesitation. He would ask a thousand times and the answer would be the same; there was no other possibility.
Quan Chang's lips twitched slightly. What kind of couple is buried one in the east and one in the west, separated by several mountains? If Your Majesty does this, future generations will laugh at the fact that the royal couple has a bad relationship and is making it public.
"Aren't we going to bury the late king and the empress dowager together? According to custom, they should be buried together." Quan Chang was secretly anxious. Your Majesty, have you thought about where you will be buried in the future?
You can't spoil the late king like this. The late king glanced at his own underground palace and looked at it with disdain, yet you generously gave up the underground palace that you had started building and allowed the late king to make arbitrary changes as he pleased.
Quan Chang originally thought that the king would take the former king's underground palace for his own use. After all, the king had been on the throne for so many years and had not built a new underground palace. If the queen dowager used it, the king would have nothing to use in the future.
"Of all virtues, filial piety is the most important. When my father and mother were alive, they were tired of each other. After their deaths, how could I disregard their wishes and bury them together?" Chang Hao said emphatically, and he was telling the truth.
When my father was alive, he had only one condition for the Empress Dowager: that she not bother him.
If it weren't for his opposition, his father would have deposed the Empress Dowager ten thousand times over.
Quan Chang was speechless. "Your Majesty, whatever makes you happy."
Chang Hao defied all objections and insisted on burying the two separately. If they couldn't get along in life, why force them to share a room in death? He wasn't afraid of being ridiculed for all eternity, so what business was it of theirs?
When Bigan, Shang Rong, and the others saw that they could not persuade the king to change his mind, they all glared angrily at Shi and Yin, who were recording the king's words and actions.
Shi and Yin, sweating profusely, both used obscure language to describe the matter, but in short, it was something the late king and queen dowager had agreed to, and that the king was filial and obeyed his parents' wishes despite the blemish on his reputation...
All the mistakes were the fault of the late king and the queen dowager. Our King Di Xin was pure and innocent, and had no other intentions whatsoever...
After properly burying the Empress Dowager, Chang Hao quietly came to the tomb of Emperor Yi and entered the mausoleum.
"Unintentionally, I have caused an eternal regret. My three kneelings led to my father's death. It was my negligence that was so wrong. I have no iron fist to undo my mistake and do not know how to make amends..."
Chang Hao originally thought his father had faked his death and was overjoyed and looking forward to their reunion. But now he realized that his father might have been implicated by him. No wonder, no wonder he couldn't find his father anywhere, his attempts to summon his spirit were in vain, and he killed so many immortals and gods, but still couldn't find his father.
Losing and then regaining, gaining and then losing again, Chang Hao swallowed a mouthful of blood in silence. Damn it, is the heavens playing tricks on him?
Chang Hao knew he was taking his anger out on others, but he had no choice. If he didn't find an outlet for his anger, he really couldn't go on living.
Hongjun paced anxiously in Zixiao Palace, his heart breaking. "If I had known that my mistake would cause you so much pain, I shouldn't have acted recklessly back then."
Hongjun regretted his past actions once again, realizing he shouldn't have been so arrogant and thought he had everything under control.
He wanted to tell Chang Hao that he was alright, but he couldn't get out. It wasn't that he didn't want to find him, nor that he had really been killed by Chang Hao's kneeling; what had died was merely the mortal body of Emperor Yi.
If you can make Chang Hao happy, Hongjun will appreciate it.
The Heavenly Dao glanced at Lu Ya and thought, "Look at this tragedy! Let's see if you dare to try to take advantage of this again, Hongjun. Lu Ya could have been reborn as Ji Fa, and everyone would have benefited. But you had to interfere, and now no one is happy."
Yuanshi Tianzun, inside the Zhuxian Sword Formation, suddenly felt a piercing pain in his heart.
"Di Xin, may I leave? I know you can hear me." Yuanshi Tianzun was restless within the Zhuxian Sword Formation. What was wrong with his little emperor?
"Second Brother, what's wrong?" Tongtian knew Yuanshi all too well, and immediately knew something was wrong when he saw his second brother's expression.
“I feel that Di Xin is very sad, and I want to go out…” Yuanshi Tianzun’s expression was solemn.
Tongtian stared at Yuanshi in disbelief. "Second Brother, that's enough! Stop putting on this act of telepathy, saying Di Xin is heartbroken. I'm the one who should be heartbroken! You're mistaken. It's me who's in pain, oh, it hurts so much!!!"
Tongtian pointed at the unlucky ones one by one, "And us unlucky disciples and nephews, Di Xin should be laughing outside the formation now, and then continue to sharpen his knives to slaughter my disciples!"
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