The moment the bells rang on the palace wall, everyone below knew that someone in the palace had passed away.
When the sound wasn't just three times, everyone's expression changed.
This is the number of times the bell tolled when the Empress died.
"Her Majesty the Empress..."
"That's the Regent..."
In an instant, everyone who heard the bell knelt down.
Emperor Yi, who had just returned from the suburbs, heard the sound and immediately spurred his horse to rush back to the palace.
When he arrived at his father's palace, he heard the sounds coming from inside.
His father found the hoarse voice heartbreaking.
Zhao Delin shook his head at him, and Di Yi immediately knelt outside the palace.
Although I knew my mother had health problems, I never imagined she would pass away at this moment...
No wonder his mother asked him several questions last month.
First, it's a matter of national importance; second, it's about moral character; and third, it's a matter of marriage...
To instill in him the correct values and morals.
...
"His Majesty……"
"Let Father Emperor have some peace and quiet."
"yes."
...
Many people rushed towards the palace. Yi Liu and Yi Yi rode their horses, shouting, "Giddy up!!"
They don't believe it.
And just like that, our master is gone.
It must be a scam.
An Kesen and Yu Jing'er also rushed to the palace.
...
When they rushed in, what they saw was a person trembling and crying on the bed, holding someone in their arms.
And there's the current emperor kneeling outside the side hall.
Lan Ziyao stood to the side, his face pale. Yu Jing'er hurried over and saw Di Junlan covered in blood, and the traces of blood she had wiped from Murong Jin's face, which only increased with each wipe.
Just as they were about to go up, Lan Ziyao stopped them and shook his head.
After leaving the palace, only the two of them remained inside.
"What exactly happened?"
Lan Ziyao: "Three years ago, her body began to deteriorate without any warning. She came to me and asked me to take charge of her future medical checkups, but my senior sister's medical skills are clearly better than mine, so she doesn't need me at all..."
"Later, when we examined her, her condition deteriorated further, and she started vomiting blood more frequently..."
"The internal organs started to malfunction, which is why he vomited blood..."
"She persisted for three years, which is already a lot of hard work for her."
Yu Jing'er: "What about those seniors from the Divine Doctor Valley? Are they helpless too?"
“My master said that unless all her internal organs are replaced… but that’s impossible…”
"Even if we could get a replacement, we wouldn't know what the rejection reaction would be like..."
"Furthermore, my martial uncle said that my senior sister said there was no other way..."
Yu Jing'er swayed, "How could this be? She was so healthy before."
An Kesen helped her up, while Ling Qiao'er's expression turned serious.
Replacing internal organs is a technology that's not even mature enough in modern times, let alone in this day and age...
Yi Liu and Jin Jiu stood to the side, saying, "No wonder, when Ran'er came back last time, she told me that the Regent asked her to say something to him: 'The dead are gone, do not dwell on them.'"
"Oh, I see."
In an instant, everyone fell silent in sorrow.
...
"It's been three days, and His Majesty is still inside..."
"It can't be like last time..."
Zhao Delin also felt that this was very likely, and said to the eunuch next to him, "Please invite the Empress Dowager, and also, please invite the Prince of Zhenbei."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard a voice coming from inside.
Then he saw the person wearing a black dragon robe, holding the person in black and red clothes in his arms.
The clothes were embroidered with a four-clawed golden dragon.
Di Junlan looked down at the face he had cleaned, and then said, "Send it off, Regent!"
The title of Empress was merely to satisfy Emperor Junlan.
Murong Jin deserves more respect.
The only regent of the Great Cheng Dynasty, and only she, deserves to enter that imperial mausoleum!
The Regent's funeral lasted for seven days and seven nights.
However, the Prince of Zhenbei did not appear in the capital.
"Your Highness."
"I never want to see an older person outlive their younger one."
The old butler: "..."
"That girl's life over the past few decades has been a hard-earned one. Living to forty-eight is quite an achievement."
I've lived more than twenty years longer than expected.
He should be happier than he was in his previous life.
However, he felt a dull ache in his heart.
"Miss said you must live well and keep an eye on Di Junlan for her."
Murong Zhi's eyes reddened, and his voice choked with sobs: "You brat, you won't let me go even after you're dead."
The old steward stood by, smiling through his tears, a testament to the prince's stubbornness and soft heart.
If I went to the young lady's funeral, I probably wouldn't be able to control my emotions.
...
An Kesen watched as the calm-faced Emperor Junlan was dressed and made up, and put on the regent's court robes...
The Imperial Preceptor stood above, followed by the new abbot of Zhenguo Temple, who led a group to chant sutras and pray for blessings...
Outside the palace walls, an old man glanced at the high wall, and then a figure disappeared.
When it reappeared, it was standing next to the coffin. Logically, after a person dies, they should be dressed properly and the coffin should be closed.
But Murong Jin's complexion was different; it looked like a normal person's, almost like he was wearing pajamas.
The old man took out a bracelet from his pocket, placed it in an inconspicuous spot, and covered it with his clothes.
My lord, I hope you can be with your little flower soon.
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