As long as Rong Xinruo thinks of these things, he will be so scared that he can't help himself!
There are still some imperial guards still searching the secret roads in the rockery. Brother Rong has not been found yet, but Rong Xinruo doesn't care about those at this moment! Even if they found Brother Rong at this time, the people in Fuguo's mansion would not dare to oppose Longlin and deliberately make things difficult for Yuchizhen!
Emperor Ning was still in a daze, and the dark clouds that had just dissipated in the sky had gathered again. After a while, the wind is blowing! Concubine Chen's ashes were blown away on the ground!
"Come here! Restore this brocade box for me! What's inside! Nothing can be missing! Not a single grain can be missing!" Emperor Ning woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and quickly waved his long arms, commanding the Imperial Forest Army beside him to do things!
Concubine Chen died in Xiangshan, but Wuyou's crimes had been clearly revealed at that time, so he couldn't personally collect her body!
His people were thwarted by assassins, and they were delayed outside the capital for a day, so that when they arrived, her body had disappeared, and everything related to her in the Xiangshan Palace was burned to the ground by a fire! He once thought that the woman he loved had been crushed and ashes, but it turned out that she wasn't... At least there was such a small pot of nostalgia left behind.
But right now, another torrential rain will soon wash away this last memory!
As a king, Emperor Ning felt a lot of pain in his heart, but he couldn't squat down in front of his officials, put down his dignity, and guard the last thing Gongsun Qian left behind!
"Quick! Not one grain is missing!" Seeing the ashes being blown away by the wind, the guards were all anxious to take off their clothes and prepare to pick them up!
Dongfang Jing stared blankly at everything in front of her, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart.
The most heartless emperor, the most infatuated emperor.
Suddenly, her hand tightened suddenly, Zongzheng Fusu's slender knuckle-knuckle right hand had slid over her sleeve, approaching her skirt, and took out a handkerchief from it, and with a flash, broke into a group of chaotic people. Among the Imperial Forest Army!
She has known him for a long time, but she has never seen such a beautiful Qinggong!
He was standing upside down, his legs kept spinning in the air, causing a small whirlwind to roll up on the ground, and the broken urn was sucked into it. The outside air couldn't get in, so it couldn't blow away any dust! He stretched out his arm, brushing the kerchief in his hand repeatedly on the ground, quickly collecting the scattered ashes!
The guards all stopped, staring blankly at the dazzling figure in front of them.
After about an incense stick of kung fu, Zongzheng Fusu, who stretched out his hand and was seriously injured, finally couldn't hold on any longer. His right foot slowly slid half a circle in the low air, his waist and abdomen slightly straightened, and he stood safely in front of Emperor Ning. The handkerchief in his hand has been clenched into a ball, picking up all the ashes on the ground!
"Your Majesty." He paused, took a breath in a subtle way, and said calmly, "I have already put away what you want, but the handkerchief is easy to snag, please order someone to prepare a porcelain jar!"
Emperor Ning was shocked, he waved his arm and said, "Hurry up! What are you still doing?! Still looking for it?!"
Naturally, Yuchi had prepared this porcelain jar early in the morning, and within a short while, the servants of Prince Ning's Mansion brought it up!
As soon as Zongzheng Fusu let go of the handkerchief, the ashes of his mother and concubine fell into the porcelain jar unharmed.
As soon as he put the lid on, the torrential rain quickly washed away all the ants gathered in front of the rockery, and the syrup underneath came into everyone's eyes little by little!