Chapter 345 Calm
Frozen soil is difficult to dig.
Fortunately, the tomb had been repaired long ago.
Not big.
It looked dark, cold and desolate.
An Jiu's face was numb from the cold wind.
She couldn't help but wonder if this place was really good.
It's so cold.
Prince Jing must be afraid of the cold.
But in the end, I still have to lie alone in this cold underground.
An Jiu glanced at the emperor.
The emperor was calm.
It seems like there is no sadness or joy.
He didn't have anything on his mind.
The eighth prince cried the loudest.
"Fifth brother...Fifth brother..." He called a few times, but no one answered.
The Eighth Prince regretted coming down the mountain. If he had prayed for his fifth brother more on the mountain, he might have been able to survive.
After all, we have been here for so many years, how could it happen so suddenly?
Yes, although everyone had been prepared, Prince Jing’s death was still very sudden for everyone.
Put the coffin in place and cover it with soil.
A person just disappears from the world completely like this.
It was hard for everyone to accept.
They didn't even understand why Prince Jing was buried in such a simple tomb.
All alone.
But the people in Prince Jing's mansion said that this was what Prince Jing wanted.
They all listen to Princess Jing.
All right.
Since it is Prince Jing's idea, let's do as he wishes.
When going down the mountain, everyone saw the hot spring villa not far away.
This is Prince Jing’s farm. Last year, they went there together to play and soak in the hot springs.
At that time, I thought it was normal.
But now I think about it.
But it is a dream that I can never return to.
The wind was strong on the mountain, and An Jiu couldn't help but look back. Halfway up the mountain, there was a person next to Liu Zhenzhen's thin figure.
That's Han Yun.
The emperor did not kill Han Yun. Like Xiao Ji, he led people to hunt down Chu spies in the capital and reaped great rewards.
But that’s not enough.
They were very familiar with the Chu State's spies. Years ago, they wiped out two families hiding in the capital.
After the new year, the two of them will be sent to the southwest to deal with the remaining spies in the southwest. Over the years, the State of Chu has been sending people to Daxia, and there must be quite a few of them in Daxia.
The emperor wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop and eliminate the hidden dangers completely.
As for whether or not I'm afraid they'll run away...
That's not necessary.
Han Yun's nephew, the beautiful boy named A Chen, is in the emperor's hands. He will become a new hostage to contain Han Yun.
An Jiu felt that although Han Yun was hateful, he was also really pathetic. He had no control over his own life, was at the mercy of others, was exploited by others, and could not break free from the shackles he was born with.
As for Xiao Ji, his sister had been killed by the Chu people. He hated the Chu people to the core and would not have any second thoughts.
After returning to the capital, Prince Duan was imprisoned again.
He kept holding on.
When he returned to the room, he sat on the ground dejectedly, tears falling one by one.
He didn't even cry when his mother died.
He has the best relationship with Prince Jing.
But he didn't even get to see him for the last time.
He should accompany his fifth brother.
He should have been with him.
But……
Why?
Why is this happening?
Who can I blame for this?
He can only blame himself.
Prince Duan wiped his tears with his sleeves.
Outside, the people in Prince Duan’s Mansion were also worried.
Prince Duan's wet nurse said, "Your Highness and Prince Jing had the best relationship. Now that Prince Jing is gone, Your Highness must be very sad."
Although she has a son, she also watched Prince Jing grow up, just like her own son.
Why…
Prince Duan was more than just sad.
He felt like he had lost half his life.
I don’t know if she was sad for Prince Jing, or if Prince Jing’s death was just the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
Life is unpredictable.
He feels very uncomfortable.
I feel so sad that I want to cry. I feel so sad that I want to die.
"Princess, the prince has locked himself up for a day and a night. Is he okay?" The wet nurse was very worried, so she called Ning Qingci over.
Ning Qingci didn't want to care.
What happens to Prince Duan has nothing to do with her.
But who asked her and Prince Duan to attend the banquet on New Year's Eve?
The imperial palace banquet will not be cancelled just because of Prince Jing’s death.
Just like going to court.
Even if you are the emperor, you have to go if you don't want to.
Ning Qingci walked to the door and told Prince Duan the news.
Prince Duan said angrily, "I won't go."
He didn't want to see anyone right now.
Especially this hypocritical woman.
Ning Qingci's cold voice came through the door.
"Thunder, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor. If Your Majesty doesn't go, then you are not giving face to His Majesty."
Prince Duan sneered: "Don't use the emperor to pressure me. I'm not afraid. The worst that can happen is death."
He didn't want to care about anything anymore.
Sadness overshadowed all other emotions, fear was pushed to the back, and even jumping around didn't attract the owner's attention.
Ning Qingci didn't speak for a long time.
Prince Duan felt that he was finally in a better mood.
Should.
Let you mess with me.
However……
Ning Qingci's voice came again, with a hint of coldness and mockery.
"Is the prince always like this?"
Prince Duan stood up from the cold ground and glared outside through the door.
"What? What do you mean?"
Ning Qingci said: "He acts recklessly and cannot bear the consequences, just like a child who gets into trouble at will..."
The door opened.
The cold wind made Prince Duan sneeze.
"Ning Qingci, don't think I don't hit women."
Ning Qingci glanced at him, still with that soft tone, but the words he said were chilling.
"I don't care if you hit a woman or not, but you must attend the palace banquet unless you really want to die."
After a pause, she asked, "Does the prince want to die?"
Ning Qingci smiled sarcastically and turned to leave. She heard Prince Duan slamming his fist on the door behind her.
It doesn’t matter.
It’s okay as long as Prince Duan is afraid of death.
New Year's Eve.
It’s still so cold.
But everyone in Daxia dressed up for the event.
It’s just that there are fewer people than last year, so it looks a little deserted. But it doesn’t matter, because when the old people are gone, there will always be new people to take their place.
Daxia has no shortage of people.
The emperor still attended the event in his best attire. He still couldn't get used to these clothes. They were too flashy and made him uncomfortable.
But he has to wear it.
This is his glory and his armor.
The empress dowager appeared again, and there seemed to be no gap between her and the emperor.
Concubine Shu is still as bright and beautiful as ever. Every piece of jewelry she owns is priceless. When she walks around, her jewels shine brightly.
But this year, there is an empty seat next to me.
Concubine Shu took a look and a smile appeared on her lips.
"Sister Shufei is so beautiful."
"Yes, Sister Shufei is the most beautiful in the entire harem."
Amid the compliments of the crowd, Concubine Shu raised her wrist with the emerald green bracelet and stroked the jeweled hairpin on her head...
This year's palace banquet was surprisingly peaceful, with singing and dancing, and nothing happened.
Yan Wenjie was invited to sit at the banquet. Unlike last year when he was nervous, he was in high spirits this year. People surrounded him and complimented him. Everyone knew that Lord Yan was a confidant promoted by His Majesty himself, and would become a new noble in the court.
Yan Wenjie was not proud or complacent. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. There is nothing to be proud of and he still has to keep a low profile.
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