"What are you worried about, Princess?" Pei Yuanjun asked with a raised eyebrow, as if he didn't understand Pei Luoan's words.
Although his clothes were also pure white, they were decorated with delicate embroidery and brocade. At first glance, they were obviously made in the past. In the fluttering snow, he looked extraordinary. But now the prince was wearing rough mourning clothes, and he was the only one wearing this. It was very unique, but no one dared to point it out.
Even the prince thought this was good enough.
Pei Yuanjun coming here wearing such a snow-white dress was a great honor to himself and the Crown Princess.
Pei Yuanjun is an elder, has a noble status, and is favored by the emperor. Pei Luoan dare not go against his wishes on such a matter.
After hearing what he said, she was stunned for a moment, and then explained awkwardly: "When the Crown Princess was here, she would often speak of Fourth Miss Qu with deep sorrow, and she always felt that Fourth Miss Qu was pitiful. Although the Crown Princess is gone now, Fourth Miss Qu is still my cousin, and I will definitely help the Crown Princess take care of the Qu Mansion."
"Take care of her like you take care of Miss Ji?" Pei Yuanjun narrowed his eyes, his dark gaze fell on Qu Moying, turned around, and suddenly smiled.
Pei Luoan's face changed, and a bit of uncontrollable anger appeared in the corners of his eyes, but the next moment, he suppressed it immediately: "Uncle Wang, you are joking. Concubine Ji and Miss Qu Si are naturally different..."
"What's the difference? Is it because Concubine Ji is more beautiful, or is it because the Crown Prince has deep feelings for Concubine Ji?" Pei Yuanjun teased.
This malicious ridicule made Pei Luoan almost unable to control the expression on his face. He secretly gritted his teeth and clenched his fists to suppress the anger in his heart. He was the prince of the Eastern Palace and the heir to the throne, but he was ridiculed by a minister. This was all because Pei Yuanshou held the military power.
He must have the military power in his hands. One day, he will let this traitor know the moral principles between the ruler and his subjects and let him know that he is the ruler.
"Uncle Wang, this is in front of the Crown Princess' spirit body, please be careful with your words." Pei Luoan said with his head down.
"In front of the Crown Princess's coffin? Oh, I forgot how the Crown Princess died. The Crown Princess was indeed pitiful. She loved Your Highness so much, but ended up like this. Concubine Ji was pretty good, and she took care of the Crown Princess for Your Highness. Now that the Crown Princess is gone, Your Highness is the only female master in the Eastern Palace."
Pei Yuanjun said this as he took the incense handed to him by a young eunuch and actually burned the incense himself, which stunned Pei Luoan, who was about to lose control.
With Pei Yuanjun's arrogant nature, how could he personally burn incense for Ji Hanyue? At most, he would just go through the motions, come over to take a look, and let a servant burn three incense sticks.
Pei Yuanjun inserted the incense into the incense burner, took two steps back, looked at the coffin in the middle, narrowed his eyes, and said, "What a pity for the Crown Princess!"
After saying this, he spread his sleeves and turned to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said to the Crown Prince Pei Luoan who was following him: "Your Highness is so sad, there is no need to come out to greet guests. Stay here and accompany the Crown Princess! I will arrange things for you outside. You give Yue Shaoqing to me."
"Sorry to bother you, Uncle Wang." Pei Luoan said, holding the hand of a eunuch. He looked very bad, pale and haggard, and his whole appearance made people feel grief-stricken. In addition, his face was full of illness, and he looked like he couldn't hold on any longer. "It's the Crown Princess who can do this. How can I not do my best..."
At this point, Pei Luoan's eyes turned red, and he turned his head to wipe away his tears, accompanied by the bursts of mourning music in the mourning hall.
, it makes people sad no matter how they hear it.
It was others who were sad. Qu Moying didn't look sad at all. Her face was equally pale, without a trace of blood. Not only her face, but also her lips. Her whole body was even trembling slightly. She lowered her head, and no one could see her expression. Only at the corner of her lips was a very cold smile.
Pei Luoan really acted so affectionately. If she hadn't experienced such a tragedy herself, she would probably believe it herself.
This pair of dogs not only took my life, but also killed my father and sister tragically at their hands. And now they want to rely on me to gain a reputation as loyal and righteous people.
She gritted her teeth hard. Her body was too weak, but she could still endure it. Her life was saved by a lucky gift. What else could she not endure
Qu Qiuyan did not notice her slight trembling. Her eyes were now on Prince Jing. Prince Jing, who came in with the Crown Prince and Pei Yuanjun, also looked at Qu Qiuyan at this time. At first glance, he immediately felt beautiful in his heart, and even the depression he had felt yesterday because of Qu Qiuyan was lessened a little.
Qu Qiuyan was dressed beautifully, with a face as white as jade, a pair of watery eyes that seemed to seduce people, and lips as red as blood, with a hint of charm in her rich and gorgeous color. When she saw King Jing's gaze turning to her, her cheeks immediately flushed, making her look even more outstanding. She was indeed the woman he admired. Just this beauty was enough to make Pei Yusheng feel pity for her.
I even felt that what happened yesterday was not a big deal. Wasn’t it said later that it was Yu’s niece who killed Qu Qiuyan
The rough clothes worn by Qu Qiuyan not only made her look more brilliant and charming, but also made people feel that she was the most beautiful at this moment. Although Qu Qiuyan was also very beautiful in the past, she did not seem to be as beautiful as this moment that made Pei Zhusheng's heart move. At just one glance, she caught his eyes, and his gaze followed Qu Qiuyan involuntarily.
After meeting Qu Qiuyan, he smiled gently. Although he said nothing, everything was implied.
Seeing Prince Jing smiling gently at her, Qu Qiuyan's face became even redder, and the charm in her eyes became even more intense. She lowered her head, feeling extremely sweet in her heart. It turned out that His Royal Highness Prince Jing loved her the most. What could Liu Jingyu use to compete with her
"Crown Princess, please rest here for a while. I will go ahead." Pei Yuanjun ignored Pei Luoan's pretense and said impatiently, turning around and striding away.
Pei Luoan originally wanted to follow, but his current situation did not look good. In order to play this play of deep love and righteousness, he also worked very hard. At the moment, he could only look at King Jing helplessly: "Second brother, please help me entertain Uncle Wang."
"Yes." Although King Jing still wanted to stay, he had no excuse, so he could only respond. Then he looked at Qu Qiuyan again and turned to leave.
Yue Wenhan glanced at the prince, bowed to him, and chased after him.
"Help me sit down for a while." Pei Yuanjun was gone, and Pei Luoan no longer needed to force himself to sit up. He said weakly to a young eunuch who was supporting him.
The young eunuch hurriedly helped him to sit on the chair opposite Qu Moying and her sister. He was the Crown Prince, and his status was originally higher than that of the Crown Princess. The fact that he could be in the mourning hall at this moment already showed his deep affection for the Crown Princess.
There were many people coming to worship next, one family after another. While Qu Moying was taking a short break in the middle, he supported Yu Dong and walked out. When they reached the door of the sacrificial hall, they saw Yue Wenhan coming hurriedly. He stopped and was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes went dark and he fainted. Yu Dong hurriedly reached out to support him.
Yue Wenhan came over quickly but did not offer his hand to help. Although he was his cousin, he was also a stranger and could not casually offer his hand. Seeing that Qu Moying's face was pale, he asked anxiously, "What happened?"
“I… I don’t know what’s going on. The young lady just felt unwell and was shaking all the time. I thought she was tired, so I helped her out for a walk, but I didn’t expect that the young lady… the young lady…” Yu Dong was so panicked that tears came down. She held Qu Moying and started crying.
"Help your young lady go to the side room." Yue Wenhan said. He had just helped the prince entertain guests and knew that there was an imperial physician waiting in the side room. The prince himself was not in good health, so he asked the imperial physician to wait on the side early. It seemed that he was afraid that he would not be able to make it in a while.
Two maids from the East Palace came over and helped the panicked Yu Dong to support Qu Moying to the side room. Suddenly, one of the maids saw Qu Moying's hand hanging from his sleeve, with red and swollen skin on it. She screamed and almost shook Qu Moying to the ground.
Yu Dong hurriedly stepped forward to support Qu Moying and glared at the maid.
"Hands... My hands are all swollen... All over..." What she just saw was too horrifying, the maid explained in panic.
"Help him over first." Yue Wenhan's face changed drastically and he said anxiously. He had just seen a red and swollen patch of skin on Qu Moying's hand.
Even Crown Prince Pei Luoan, who was in the sacrificial hall, heard about the commotion here. When he heard that something had happened to Qu Moying, he ordered people to go and check it out, saying that it was not convenient for him to go there himself.
Qu Qiuyan originally wanted to get up and take a look, but after thinking about it, she pretended not to hear anything. Her mother said that something would happen to Qu Moying and asked her to just pretend that she knew nothing.
Is something wrong with Qu Moying? But it has nothing to do with me. As long as no one comes to call me, I will pretend that I don't know. Anyway, whether Qu Moying is dead or alive, embarrassed or embarrassed, it has nothing to do with me.
Pei Luoan sat in the sacrificial hall for a while, and after relaxing a little, his eyes fell on Qu Qiuyan who was still kneeling on the side, and he couldn't help but frowned. This Third Miss Qu was also a person with no good eyesight. Her own sister was in trouble, and she could still kneel
He stood up, gathered himself together, walked towards Qu Qiuyan, and called out in a low voice, "Miss Qu San!"
Since this Third Miss Qu didn't have much eyesight, he stepped forward to remind her that Qu Moying was currently an important prop for him to express his love for Ji Hanyue, and nothing could happen to her at this time.
Qu Qiuyan was lying on the ground. She had actually secretly glanced at the prince several times. She had only seen the prince from a distance before and had never seen him so closely. Now she suddenly felt that although the prince was a little weaker, he looked more gentle and elegant. Compared with Pei Yusheng, he had a gentler temperament. From time to time, he looked at the coffin in the middle with deep affection.
It was truly worth it for the Crown Princess to die for such deep love from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treated me like this, would I be deeply in love with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Now that the Crown Princess has passed away, the Crown Prince will definitely remarry, so do I have a chance? My heart warmed up, and I felt that the Crown Prince was gentle and affectionate, and he was actually a good choice.
If you choose Prince Jing, you can become Prince Jing's wife; if you choose the Crown Prince, you can become the future Queen. In this respect, Prince Jing cannot compare to her.
While she was daydreaming, she heard a gentle voice calling her. She looked up hastily and saw that it was the prince. Her charming eyes almost dripped with tears as she said delicately, "Prince..."