Linghu Lan single-handedly handled Mu Xingzhi's funeral arrangements.
He was once the emperor of the Great Jing.
Naturally, they should enjoy the funeral rites befitting an emperor.
He suffered injustice during his lifetime, living a simple life with her.
After his death, he should be honored.
The express package, which traveled 800 li (approximately 400 kilometers), was delivered to Kyoto
Soon, the small tavern was surrounded by soldiers.
An official sedan chair landed steadily.
From among them emerged a man with gray hair and beard, and a dignified appearance.
Linghu Lan stood outside the tavern and spotted him immediately.
She smiled.
"Your Majesty's nephew."
Mu Qianzhong suddenly felt a heaviness in his chest, a sense of suffocation.
He snorted coldly.
That woman deserves to be killed.
"Please come in!"
Mu Qianzhong stepped inside.
I met the peaceful Mu Xingzhi.
His expression was quite complex, as countless memories flashed through his mind.
Those ten years.
It was a decade of trials and tribulations.
It was also ten years of companionship.
Ultimately, it's not that they're heartless.
"I will bury my uncle with the rites due to a prince."
"He is the former emperor and must be buried with the rites due to an emperor. He passed the throne to you. Do you think you usurped it?"
"He is a traitorous minister who usurped my throne."
"He destroyed Mu Qianhan, drove back Xianyu, and revived Dajing, which led to your peaceful and prosperous era."
Mu Qianzhong held his breath, his cold eyes like frost, "I can grind you to dust."
"You can try, but unless you slaughter the people of Dajing, you will not escape public condemnation for what you have done today."
As they were talking.
The sound of weeping could be heard from outside the door.
Mu Qianzhong was somewhat surprised.
A eunuch stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, there are many people kneeling outside the gate mourning the King of Chu."
Mu Qianzhong snapped out of his daze and glared angrily at Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan raised her eyebrows.
yes!
It was my sister who did it.
Countless leaflets are flying all over every inch of Dajing's land, and will soon spread to Hu, Yilin, and Xianyu.
How you treat Mu Xingzhi is being watched by the whole world.
Mu Qianzhong strode to the door and saw that the streets and alleys were filled with people dressed in white mourning clothes, and countless people were chanting words of mourning for the late emperor.
Mu Qianzhong felt like his chest was about to burst with anger.
He glared fiercely at Linghu Lan.
We've fallen for their trap again.
That feeling was truly frustrating.
...
Mu Xingzhi was still buried with the rites due to an emperor.
The imperial mausoleum is located to the east of Emperor Renzong's mausoleum.
On the day of the funeral, the whole country mourned.
Many countries sent envoys to offer condolences.
Mu Xingzhi's temple name was "Wu", and he was known as Emperor Wuzong.
Linghu Lan was very satisfied. Although he had wandered the world with her, he was indeed brave and resourceful, decisive in his actions, and used his martial arts to pacify the world.
He deserves the title of "martial artist".
When it was sent to the imperial mausoleum.
Linghu Lan had an extra coffin prepared.
That moment.
The court officials seemed to understand something.
Some people wanted to say a few words of comfort, but finally shut their mouths under Mu Qianzhong's gaze.
Linghu Lan gave a cold laugh and said nothing.
The moment of burial has arrived.
Linghu Lan reached out and stroked Mu Xingzhi's coffin.
With a soft sigh, I say, "See you in the next life."
She lay peacefully in the small coffin beside him.
She drank the prepared "medicine" for palace intrigue, arsenic.
The taste was sweet.
very nice!
Their era has come to an end.
Some people couldn't help but burst into tears.
Mu Qianzhong was stunned for a moment.
He thought she was just talking; how many people in this world could actually do that?
A profound sadness welled up within him.
Emperors are ruthless, but at this moment, he was moved.
The head eunuch opened his mouth, as if to ask, "Should we still activate the mechanism to destroy the tomb?"
In the end, however, he didn't ask anything.
He didn't want to ask, so he just pretended to have forgotten about it!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com