Nan Yan said: "Fortunately, the emperor is now in the imperial study, not far from the Taimiao, the Duke hurried over to kowtow to the emperor before coming back."
Hearing what she said, Wu Yingqiu and Wu Wan's faces turned blue.
The Imperial Study Room and the Ancestral Temple are indeed not far away.
But this time, the time to wake up has already passed.
However, since the other party was a noble concubine, Wu Wan could not oppose her openly. After all, she had already suffered losses several times, and Wu Yingqiu could only keep smiling.
He said: "Actually—the imperial concubine, if the old minister goes in and offers a stick of incense, it won't waste too much time."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "I agree with what the Duke said."
"That-"
"Time can be wasted,"
As Nan Yan said, her face darkened, and she said word by word: "But, etiquette cannot be discarded!"
Hearing these words, Wu Yingqiu's heart sank slightly. He knew that the imperial concubine was suppressing him with the style of the royal family. The etiquette cannot be discarded. If he does not go to the emperor to greet the emperor and salute first when he enters the capital, it will be abolished at the youngest level. Etiquette, to say the least, is arrogance and deception!
At this time, several officials standing behind He Yi stepped forward one after another.
Gu Tingqiu first said: "The Duke should indeed go to the palace first, and pay his respects to the emperor."
"Yes, the Duke of the State, the national ceremony is the most important."
"Don't be suspected of deceiving the king."
…
Hearing everyone talking like this, Wu Yingqiu had no choice but to give up, saying: "Okay, I will obey the imperial concubine's will."
After speaking, he bowed his head to her and left.
When he turned around and walked towards the outside of the Taimiao, the originally smiling expression on his wrinkled face slowly sank, and he glanced at the imperial concubine Si Nanyan behind him out of the corner of his eye.
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
Seeing his back disappearing in front of him all the time, Nan Yan smiled lightly, then turned her head to look at Concubine Hui Wu Wan who was standing aside, her face was already very ugly, she said calmly: "Concubine Hui came late today. morning."
Wu Wan snorted coldly: "Yes."
"It seems that Concubine Hui still has a deep relationship with Feng Qianyan. Something happened to her, and you still miss her child."
"My concubine, what do you mean by that?"
Seeing Wu Wan's ugly face, Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's nothing."
"..."
"I'm just reminding you that it's getting late and it's time to go back to the palace."
"..."
Hearing what she said, Wu Wan became even more angry, but there was nothing she could do, she could only reluctantly salute her, then turned around and walked out.
After they were all gone, Nan Yan turned around and looked at He Yi.
He smiled and said, "Ben Gong, can you go in and offer a stick of incense for the little princess?"
He Yi smiled and said, "Of course."
With that said, everyone moved aside.
Nan Yan walked in slowly.
Although the little princess's funeral should not be arranged in a big way, in the side hall, the mourning hall is still neatly set up, with spirit-calling flags erected on both sides, and a shrine for the little princess is placed in front of it, enshrining the little princess's spiritual tablet.
Although she was born, she didn't even get a name in time, but the people in the Ministry of Rites still thought of a posthumous name for her.
Heart circle princess.
When she came to this world, it was neither the beginning nor the end. Fortune and misfortune had nothing to do with her. This "circle" was drawn perfectly. I only hope that she will reach bliss early, and in the next life, she can be reborn in a warm home.
At least, not like this life.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan couldn't help but sighed, and went to burn a stick of incense for her.
With a little time left, Nan Yan slowly walked to the back of the altar. The princess's coffin was placed on two thick agarwood logs. She walked over and gently stroked the cold coffin.
After a while, Eunuch Yu came in.
"Your Majesty, it's time to wake up."
After hearing this, Nan Yan nodded and stepped aside.
Several young eunuchs ran in and carried the coffin out, because it was a child's coffin, which was much smaller than ordinary coffins. In addition, the emperor was above, and the little princess could not use a coffin that was too expensive, so this little eunuch The weight of the coffin is not too heavy.
A few young eunuchs lifted it up, and because of some lightness, they shook it a bit.
Nan Yan hastily stretched out her hand to support her: "Be careful!"
And with this help, she suddenly felt a thump in her heart.
Eunuch Yu immediately scolded at the side: "Be careful, if you bump into it, watch your heads."
A few young eunuchs said obsequiously: "Yes."
Carrying the coffin, he went out cautiously.
Until those people escorted the coffin away, Nan Yan was still standing at the door of the side hall and watched quietly, Ran Xiaoyu took a step forward and said softly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
"..."
Nan Yan was quiet for a while before saying: "No wonder the emperor is not in a hurry."
"Um?"
"The coffin is empty."
"ah?"
Ran Xiaoyu was stunned, and said in a low voice, "How could—?"
Nan Yan just shook her head lightly, signaling that she didn't need to ask any more questions. After all, Ran Xiaoyu had been with her for so long, so she immediately understood and stopped talking.
Nan Yan only watched the team escorting the coffin slowly disappearing in front of them.
The coffin is empty.
No wonder Zhu Feng didn't come to the Taimiao even once these days. The little princess' body must have been sent to the imperial mausoleum long ago, and the coffin here is just a cover-up.
Obstacle some - the eyes of those who want to make trouble.
No wonder, he didn't want to come here by himself, it seemed that he was troubled.
Nan Yan thought about it, and sighed softly, and at this moment, Gu Tingqiu came over with Liu Yueze and the others, bowed to her and saluted: "Imperial concubine."
Nan Yan looked at him with a smile: "Uncle is doing well these days."
"fine."
"The family visit that night didn't scare everyone."
"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"
"When uncle is free, help Ben Gong to persuade mother more, don't be too sad."
"Your Majesty, don't worry, after seeing the little princess off today, Xiaguan will take his family back to his hometown in Henan, and come back after the Lantern Festival. If she wants to, she can stay in her hometown to rest."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "That's fine. But, isn't there no one at home?"
Gu Tingqiu said with a smile: "Only the little girl Qiqing is at home."
"Qi Qing, isn't she going back to celebrate the New Year?"
"She had been in her hometown before, and she was going back this time, but she accidentally sprained her foot today, so she was allowed to stay in the capital."
"That's it."
Nan Yan nodded: "Uncle, be careful all the way."
"Thank you ma'am."
The two chatted for a few words, and when it was almost time, Gu Tingqiu left the Taimiao.
Nan Yan also got into the car and returned to the palace.
After what happened just now, of course she wanted to go directly to the Yushufang to talk to Zhu Feng, but as soon as she got closer, she heard a familiar, coquettish voice from inside—
"It's so lonely..."
(end of this chapter)