Huaiyao rode his horse and charged straight into the palace gate.
At the entrance of Qianhua Palace, she abandoned Aruo and said to her, "Try to persuade your princess."
I'll go and kowtow to my father first, and then come to Qianhua Palace later to offer incense to His Majesty the Ninth Prince.
Aruo curtsied and said, "This servant has remembered."
Huaiyao spurred his horse and disappeared outside Qianhua Palace in the blink of an eye.
Aruo wiped her eyes, straightened her clothes, and looked at the Qianhua Palace filled with white silk ribbons, feeling a deep sense of desolation.
She lifted her skirt and stepped into the palace gate...
Moon Palace.
Yuan Yao knelt before the altar and burned paper money.
Yun Chan stood in the shadows to keep her company.
She burned two pieces of paper, glanced at the coffin, and then asked, "Have you almost finished sending away the assassin's body?"
Yun Chan replied, "There's not much left."
Yuan Yao raised her eyes.
Dark eyes reflected the firelight.
She lowered her voice: "Prince Duankang has already checked Father's pulse. Presumably, he will inform the others when he returns that Father has no pulse..."
However, they might think that Father faked his death...
If I were them, I would initiate the next plan: to find out whether Father was truly dead or feigning death...
Yun Chan, what methods do you think they will use to find out if Father's death is true or false?
Yun Chan pursed his thin lips slightly: "I'll grab you."
They captured her and forced the Ninth Prince to do something.
In their minds, if Yuan Yao was captured, and the Ninth Prince faked his death, he would surely show up to save her.
Yuan Yao tore off a thin piece of paper money and held it above the flame.
In an instant, the paper money turned to ashes.
Yuan Yao raised her hand to catch the flying ashes: "Yun Chan, I'm tired."
Yun Chan walked slowly to her side and reached out her hand: "Come, let me take you to rest."
She barely slept last night.
Today, we've been receiving a constant stream of people coming to offer their condolences...
It's normal to feel tired after a long day.
Yuan Yao reached out and placed her hand in his large, dry palm.
Just as she stood up, Jing'er's voice came from outside the hall: "Princess, Aruo is back!"
Aruo?
Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment.
She raised her hand and slapped her forehead: "Oh no, Yun Chan, I forgot about Aruo..."
She was so worried about her father that in her haste she forgot about Aruo!
With Yun Chan's help, she quickly stood up, straightened her mourning cap, and asked Jing'er, "Where is Aruo?"
"Princess, your servant has arrived." Aruo said, choking back tears, as she entered from outside the palace.
Upon seeing the coffin placed in the hall, her eyes reddened, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times: "This servant... greets Your Majesty!"
After kowtowing, Aruo turned around again, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Princess, please accept my condolences..."
"Get up first." Yuan Yao reached out to help Aruo up. "How did you get into the city and the palace? Did you see Tangyuan?"
Aruo shook her head: "This servant has been staying outside the city for a day and a night, but still hasn't seen any sign of Tangyuan..."
"Your Highness, Princess Huaiyao has returned."
Huaiyao?
Yuan Yao was slightly taken aback: "She arrived so quickly?"
Aruo wiped her eyes and stood up: "Princess Huaiyao rode back alone."
The princess said that it would be inconvenient to travel with Prince Mu Si, so she had him sent back to the Northern Di.
She came alone, without any attendants.
one person……
Yuan Yao exhaled a breath of stale air.
Huaiyao is too bold!
However, in urgent situations, one must act expediently.
Fortunately, the Great Qi has been quite peaceful these past few years, and there haven't been any bad people on the road...
Aruo said, "Princess, His Highness Huaiyao asked me to pass on a message to the princess."
She said she would go see the Emperor first, and then come back later to burn incense for His Highness…
As she spoke, Aruo's gaze fell on the coffin.
Seeing that Aruo was about to cry, Yuan Yao changed the subject and took her hand: "Aruo, I was in such a hurry yesterday that I left you behind. Luckily you're alright..."
Now that you're back, go and freshen up, and get some rest.
Aruo shook her head: "This servant wants to stay here with the princess and keep watch over His Highness..."
Yuan Yao interrupted Aruo: "Listen to me, go and rest first."
Tonight, I'll probably be sleepless again.
Aruo, her eyes red, looked at the Ninth Prince in the coffin: "But the Ninth Prince..."
Yuan Yao reassured him, "Father is being watched over."
A dozen or so guards were protecting the coffin from all sides.
Ying had just transferred her inner strength to the Ninth Prince.
During the day, no one dared to make a move.
But at night, things might be different...
However, Yuan Yao guessed wrong.
Nothing happened that night.
During this time, Huaiyao visited Qianhua Palace, kowtowed three times to the Ninth Prince, offered incense, and burned paper money...
After seeing Huaiyao off, Yuanyao kept watch until midnight.
The night was quiet.
For two consecutive nights, Qianhua Palace was unusually quiet...
Yuan Yao not only didn't relax, but became even more vigilant.
On the morning of the fourth day, Yuan Yao stood on the steps outside the Moonflower Palace, her eyes showing faint bruises.
The bodies have finally all been delivered.
The palace servants cleaned the entire floor of Qianhua Palace and sprinkled it with water infused with dried osmanthus flowers.
The entire Qianhua Palace was filled with the faint scent of osmanthus blossoms.
The fragrance of osmanthus flowers suppressed the eerie smell of paper money.
The air suddenly became fresh.
The oppressive deathly atmosphere was finally dispelled...
Yuan Yao closed her eyes, letting the bright autumn sun shine on her pale face.
Suddenly, a weight landed on my shoulder.
Before Yuan Yao could turn around, Yun Chan said, "Put it on properly, don't catch a cold."
I've already sent someone to bring breakfast. After you've had breakfast, how about you take a nap?
sleep?
Yuan Yao shook her head.
She turned around and said, "Today, Father will wake up. I can't sleep; I have to stay by his side."
I imagine he'd see me the moment he opened his eyes.
“But you haven’t slept well for several nights.” Yun Chan reached out and pulled her cloak up. “I’ll stay by your bedside. When Qian Sui wakes up, I’ll wake you up immediately, okay?”
Yuan Yao continued to shake her head.
She didn't want to sleep at all.
She was both expectant and afraid...
Everyone says that Daddy will wake up.
But only she knew how afraid she was that her hopes would be dashed...
Yuan Yao glanced at the bright autumn sun and sat down on the steps.
She looked up and said, "Yun Chan, if you're worried that my body can't take it, can you lend me your shoulder to lean on?"
The weather is nice today, I'd like to soak up some sun here.
The sun is warm, and her heart will stay warm...
Yun Chan smiled slightly: "Okay."
He beckoned to Jing'er to bring two soft cushions to place on the steps.
As soon as Yuan Yao leaned against Yun Chan and closed her eyes, she fell asleep from exhaustion.
Yun Chanqian felt a pang of heartache and raised her sleeve to shield her from the wind...
Huaiyao, carrying a bundle of white in her arms, dressed in mourning clothes with her hair tied in a simple ponytail, walked in from the palace gate: "Yuan Xiaoyao..."
The voice was hoarse in the throat.
Yun Chan raised her hand and shushed her.
Huaiyao frowned.
She strode over, glanced at Yuan Yao, then at Yun Chan, her eyes widening in shock: "You, you..."
Didn't he return to the State of Chu?!
She's been coming over these past few days, but she hasn't seen him at all!
Yun Chan said softly, "Let's talk about it after she wakes up."
Huaiyao nodded.
She craned her neck and casually peered into the Moonlit Palace.
Upon seeing this, I almost had a heart attack: "Nine...nine thousand years old? He's...he's come back to life!"
A zombie?
Where did the corpse come back to life?
Yuan Yao suddenly woke up from her dream: "Father!"
A very soft sound came from the direction of the coffin—
"cough……"
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