C555 Pathogeny in previous life (1/2)

Arriving at the Changchun Palace, he saw his concubines and servants kneeling on the floor, all of them wailing in grief, as if they were extremely reluctant to see this dignified empress.

At the same time, the various princes and princesses arrived.

It was a rule of the palace that when Wei Wen died, he would still be the empress. No matter whether or not his name was already unknown, everyone would have to come and cry, even if they had to cry for an entire day and night. Some of the people who did not have tears in their eyes would pinch themselves to take a deep breath, and they would also cry.

Lian Ru Yue, seeing the sorrowful scene before her eyes, suddenly thought of herself. She didn't know if Feng Qianyue had the patience to arrange a decent funeral for her after she died in her previous life, or if he would just abandon her and hastily bury her in the barn?

”County Lord, County Lord, the Princess is inviting you in.”

Just as she was quietly daydreaming, Zhi Li's eyes were bloodshot as he quietly walked over and said to Lian Ruyue.

”Yes, I'll go right away.”

Lian Ru Yue stood up and followed Xi Li into the hall. Instantly, countless pairs of eyes landed on her body.

As he passed by the crowd, he couldn't help but shed tears. ”County Lord, you don't know how difficult it has been for the Princess recently.”

”The empress is in critical danger. She's still young, and has suffered too much. When she was young, she was still an arrogant little princess.” Lian Ruyue thought back to when she first met the Eleventh Princess. At that time, Feng Lingyue was truly arrogant and despotic. She didn't know how high the heavens were or how deep the earth was.

”No, that's not it. My princess used to be arrogant and despotic, unreasonable, but she was actually the kindest, strongest and bravest of them all. When Changchun Palace didn't have any servants, she took care of the Empress herself, herself, and the people in Changchun Palace. She grinded her palms until they were thick and rough, but she didn't cry out her fatigue. ”But this time, she's in a terrible situation. Because Princess Thirteen kept bullying her, and she didn't dare retaliate. Today, just before the empress's funeral, Princess Thirteen told Spring mama to tie up our princess' deer and kill her.”

What...

Lian Ruyue paused her steps, ”How could this be?”

He was a simple and gentle princess, but why would she do something so outrageous? Feng Yang had always wanted to be understanding, but Feng Yang had always been gentle and considerate, so why would she do something so outrageous?

”But what weakness does Princess Eleven have that is in the hands of Princess Thirteen?” Lian Ruyue asked.

The Concubine shook her head, ”This servant isn't sure either. I asked the princess, and the princess told me not to bother with it.”

As she spoke, Lian Xiyue had already followed Qigong into the palace. In the empress's chamber, the servants were changing the empress's robe to prepare her for burial.

Feng Lingyue sat alone on the ground, leaning against a nearby chair. Her eyes were rimmed red, and her gaze was dreamy. Her appearance was like a fragile porcelain doll, as if it would break apart at a touch.

The entire hall was empty, making it seem even more lonely and desolate.

Lian Ruyue's heart slightly trembled when she saw this scene. She had always felt a pang of sadness in her heart. Originally, when the empress was beaten into the cold palace, Princess Eleven had already lost her former grace. Now that the empress had died, what should she do by herself in this vast palace?

She walked over and squatted down next to Feng Lingyue. Without saying a word, she pulled her hand into her palm. Her hand was ice-cold, without a single trace of warmth.