Chapter 1843: You haven't ascended the throne, have you?

Liu Gonggong said that it was discovered in the morning.
Zhang Laojun's spirit has always been good and bad after he entered Beijing. Recently, he has also been stunned. I can't find a doctor to see any symptoms.
It was said last night that the old man suddenly came to a spirit and called Song Yiyi and Song Xuan's children of their grandchildren to come and talk to them for a long time. Everyone thinks that the old man's spirit is getting better. Rest assured.
As a result, she didn't wake up very late this morning. Everyone thought that she slept too late last night and didn't go to remind her, but watching the time getting late, the last big girl dared to push in the door and found the chapter. The old lady did not know when she got up, put on her clothes, and her hair was neatly and neatly. Sitting on the bedside, she was out of breath and everyone was cold.
That's it.
I know that the cold winter is coming too quickly, and some elderly people have a hard time getting through.
But what I didn't expect is that Zhang Taitaijun also ...
I couldn't hide it, and couldn't help crying for a while. Although Pei Yuanxiu tried to comfort me, the elderly had reached this age. It was a matter of morning and evening to leave like this; besides, she walked so peacefully, surrounded by her children and grandchildren. It's comforting. I actually understand in my heart that I can even realize that the night before she left, she looked at Song Yiyi's cheerful appearance and looked at her grandchildren's straight and upright looks. It must be very comforting, but I still can stand I couldn't stop crying, and even cried several times.
Maybe it's because too many things have happened these days, but I have to suppress myself very hard, can't show any emotions, and finally I can vent one at this time, and I can't control it.
Pei Yuanxiu stayed with me until late at night, and my eyes were almost crying and swollen, and the tears were almost dry. He sat beside me and gently wiped the corners of my eyes with a soft handkerchief, then sighed and said: "Don't cry anymore, if you continue this way, your eyes will cry."
Although the tears stopped, the sadness in my heart continued to flow like a tide.
I choked and said, "I, I want to send her."
After listening, Pei Yuanxiu said, "No."
"Why?" I looked up at him, anxious: "She's gone, why can't I go?"
Pei Yuanxiu looked down at my stomach and said, "You can't go to such a place now!"
"..."
"What's more, your emotions are so sad now. If you go to the hall, you will be more painful. You can't let yourself go by now."
"but--"
"Lightness, you have to be obedient!" He said with a low voice, "I know that you have a relationship with Zhang Taitaijun, but no matter how you choose a relationship, you are honorable and orderly, you will be my queen, her funeral I'll send someone to participate and make a statement, but you can't go there in person. "
I wanted to argue with him, but looking at him worried, especially when my eyes kept on my stomach, there was a shortness of breath, and the words that would have come out of my mouth could not spit out a word.
But I still ca n’t bear to give up on it. The old lady Zhang is definitely more than just an elder for me. In this case, if she dies, what will the Song family do, and how will Song Xuan respond? Pei Yuanxiu's attitude will have a crucial impact on the future!
I hesitated for a while, slowing down, and said softly, "But you haven't ascended the throne, have you?"
He looked up at me.
I looked at him, almost like a pitiful look, with tears in my eyes: "I haven't been officially sealed off yet. Counting, we-I'm still her junior, aren't I?"
"..."
"I told you before that I approached the Song family because I wanted to get in touch with them, and I hope to have more contacts with them in the future, no matter-be your queen, or as my own personal, I I hope to have a good relationship with the people of the Song family. "
He heard it with a slight movement.
I saw his eyes flicker, and his expression between the eyebrows was a little loose, so he continued: "Now, the old man is going to be the top priority of the Song family. You send someone there, of course, it ’s enough to save face. It's a bit of a loss. "
"..."
I lowered my head and said gently, "It's not just a gift-to-gift exchange between people, it's a deal of interest ... it's also a bit human, isn't it?"
"..."
He was silent.
After a long time, he looked at me and said quietly, "Do you really want to go that way?"
I said, "I think, at least the last trip to the elderly."
He was still hesitant to see him, and I said, "I just have to take a look. It won't affect ... affect my body."
He glanced at my belly and silenced for a while, and finally sighed, as if unable to argue, saying, "Let ’s go, they will settle for three days, and by the third night, I will let you go . "
I looked up at him in surprise: "That's great!"
"But you have to promise me," he said solemnly, staring at my eyes, "can't be willful, can't be too sad, your body matters. And, after that day, one day later, it's me I do n’t want to see an overly sad, physically damaged queen standing with me at the ceremony. Do you understand?

This sentence, he said very softly, one hand gently covered my hand, even with a little soothing meaning, but every word of him, he weighed heavily on my heart.
I know that if I were not obedient, things would not be as gentle as his tone.
I nodded. "Okay, I promise you."
He just felt relieved, reached out and slowly took me into his arms, and sighed softly: "Don't let me worry about you anymore."
"..."
I leaned in his arms without struggling or responding, just watching the flickering candlelight on the table and slowly closing my eyes.


In the next two days, although I was not living like a good year, the feeling of passing my fingers at each hour was really unbearable, and in front of Pei Yuanxiu, I had to maintain my usual emotions and attitudes. Too sad, too sad, two days down, although others can't feel it, but I still feel a little weak.
Fortunately that evening, it was time to go out of the palace to attend the funeral.
The sky finally cleared at this time.
Dark clouds piled up over the capital for a few days, and a little bright red light came out from the sky, but in my eyes, it looked a little dazzling.
I had prepared a plain white dress early. At this time I changed to go out. When I was about to get in the car just before the driveway, Pei Yuanxiu's voice came: "Wait for me."
Turning his head, he also wore a plain white coat with a white fox fur coat hanging on his arm. I was a little surprised: "You--"
"I will go with you."
"what?"
I was a little surprised, that day he didn't say it himself, he was respectful and orderly. After all, Zhang Taitaijun was only an old man of the courtier's family. When she died, it was already a grand matter for me to worship at the Lingtang. Why? Going too?
Looking at my amazement, he seemed to guess what I was thinking, and he said lightly, "You are right."
"..."
"Anyway, I won't get to the throne until the day after tomorrow. Today, I am indeed her junior."
"..."
When I heard him say this, I lowered my head. He spread out his hand and put it on me, and said with a little blame, "If I weren't with you, would you really not be like this? Take care of yourself? It ’s windy at night. You are so thin. Are you thinking about getting sick? "
Lifting my body, I didn't dare to say anything, stretched out my hand and pulled the big tight.
Then he waved his hand, let the carriage come over, helped me get on the carriage together, and quickly drove out of the palace gate.
When I came to Song Fu, the sky was completely dark.
As soon as they approached, they could hear the monk's recitation of the Buddha, and the two huge white lanterns under the eaves of the door glowed cold white. Because someone had been sent to inform them, the gate was full of waiting people.
As soon as the carriage stopped and the curtains were shaking, I saw Song Huaiyi and his brother standing in the linen in linen and waiting respectfully.
Pei Yuanxiu got out of the carriage first and then helped me down.
Immediately, Song Huaiyi brought his family to greet him and said in unison: "Welcome to the son, Miss Yan."
Pei Yuanxiu said to him, "Song Dong, grief."
Song Huaiyi was a middle-aged man who was full of energy and was just a middle-aged man, but at this time it was probably because of excessive grief, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his horns were not illuminated by the white lantern, or some other reason, even With a little frost, the whole person seemed to be ten years old overnight.
Hearing the word "Sorrow" by Pei Yuanxiu, he gritted his teeth and held tears in his eyes. The whole man twitched slightly, and then reluctantly replied, "Thank you for coming."
I looked at the people around him. The Song family and other gentry gatekeepers I saw were brilliant on the surface. They were fighting differently inside and out. Their family was also very affectionate, so everyone was very sad, and even some were emotionally weak. , Has been hiding in the corner and began to wipe tears.
At this time, I saw Song Xuan.
He was wearing a uniform linen with a white linen around his waist. He was an ordinary young man. He was standing there like a puppet, his eyes were red and his eyes were staring blankly. On the ground, although he just followed his father to salute us the same, but I felt that he didn't seem to know what he was doing.
I slowly walked over and said softly, "Second son."