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As the palace door opened again, a tall figure walked in quickly.

Looking up, I saw a face that was so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

Wang Xin heard many people gasping in the hall.

That face was really beautiful, with skin as cold and white as cream, long black hair flowing down, dark eyes sparkling and bright, the whole person was like a flawless jade.

Very pretty, yet not at all feminine.

Everyone in the hall couldn't take their eyes away for a moment.

Is this Lin Guijun?

He came in through the side door.

Lin Guijun walked straight to Fan Ye, stopped, and looked at him deeply.

That one look was enough to break one's heart and shatter one's soul.

But this also made Fan Ye confused, and he glared at Lin Guijun fiercely.

It’s hard to say why, Fan Ye just inexplicably hated him, just like he also hated the second prince Fengming.

He blamed it on his cousin Feng Ling and cousin Feng Zhao.

He liked Feng Ling and Feng Zhao, so naturally he hated their mortal enemy Feng Ming and Lin Guijun.

Everyone has preferences.

As for him, he and his mother were the only two masters left in the huge marquis's mansion. Feng Ling and Feng Zhao were his dear cousins ​​and his relatives.

He is a man who values ​​family ties very much.

Lin Guijun didn't take it seriously.

On that overly beautiful face, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, matched with those heartbreaking eyes.

It is like a garden full of apricot and pear trees in full bloom, so stunning and beautiful.

Although she is in her thirties or even forties, at first glance, she still has a kind of bewitching charm.

Fan Ye shook his head. This Lin Guijun is sick and needs treatment!

However, this picture is interpreted differently in the eyes of everyone.

A sentence suddenly emerged in Wang Xin’s mind: Time never defeats beauty!

Whenever Wang Xin saw this sentence in the past, he always sneered, thinking, how can a beauty escape the butcher knife of time?

Now, she saw it.

She admitted that she was inexperienced.

Compared with him, Cui Yaoxue, the most beautiful woman in Xiliang who sat behind Fengming and glared at her, seemed too plain.

If such a beautiful, flamboyant and visually impactful beauty does not enter the palace, where else can his brilliance be hidden?

And Fengming only inherited 50% to 60% of his beauty.

Fan Ye frowned impatiently. Why didn't this person go away? Didn't he know that he was an eyesore standing in his way?

However, the next second, a word came out of Lin Guijun's mouth, which almost scared him to death.

Lin Guijun stood in front of him steadily and said word by word: "I just received news that your mother is gone!"

There was a "boom" in Fan Ye's head, his body swayed, and when he stood up, he knocked over the teapot on the table, and the tea spilled all over the floor.

He grabbed Lin Guijun's collar and roared with red eyes: "What did you say?"

Lin Guijun ignored his hand pulling at her clothes and repeated in a low voice: "Dao Bi just sent a message that your mother choked while eating. It happened suddenly and the doctors in the mansion were unable to save her. The housekeeper sent someone to ask the imperial physician in the palace to come. Your mother, she, has passed away!"

At this time, Fan Ye no longer bothered to ask Dao Bi why she passed the message to Lin Guijun, nor did he care about being impolite in front of the king. He pushed Lin Guijun away and ran out.

Everyone in the hall heard Lin Guijun's words.

Everyone was wondering why the first person to get the news about the accident of Marquis Weiyuan's wife was Lin Guijun, who seemed to have nothing to do with the matter?

However, although Lin Guijun's words ignited everyone's gossip fire, no one dared to inquire further.

Some secrets involve the palace and are not something that ordinary people can hear.

If one is not careful, someone may die.

As for Feng Ling, she had been feeling restless since Fan Ye left the hall.

The Queen had just had a slight rapprochement with her son in the morning, and she knew why at a glance.

Over the years, because Fan Ye is Chu Sa's only nephew, she has taken good care of him.

Since Hun Yi's assassination incident happened in the morning, she had no intention of celebrating her birthday.

Now that I received this bad news, I immediately lost all interest.

She directly announced the end of the banquet and asked Feng Zhao and Feng Ling to take Wang Xin to Weiyuan Marquis Mansion to see if there was anything she could help with.

Prince Nanjia and the princess also left the palace with the court officials.

The empress returned to the Phoenix Palace, feeling restless, so she simply changed into casual clothes and quietly left the palace.

When I went out, I saw Lin Guijun dressed in white, kneeling outside the hall. She didn't say anything, but just kowtowed continuously.

The Queen stopped in front of him, paused, and then said calmly: "Follow me!"

The group sat in a carriage and headed out of the palace gate. On the way, they met the Second Prince Fengming, who came after hearing the news, and joined them.

Weiyuan Marquis Mansion is not far from the imperial palace, only two streets away.

When they arrived, a white cloth had been hung at the gate of the mansion.

The mourning hall has also been set up.

Because the masters of the mansion were sometimes mentally retarded and sometimes frail and sickly, the coffin had been prepared long ago.

When Fan Ye, Feng Ling and the other two arrived at the Weiyuan Marquis's Mansion one after another, the body of Weiyuan Marquis's wife was already cold.

Fan Ye knelt blankly in front of the bed, completely losing the ability to think.

He has no mother and becomes an orphan!

Over the years, although his mother was less lucid and more confused, Fan Ye felt at ease as long as she was around.

Now, she lay there quietly, no longer smiling at him or speaking.

He just felt empty inside.

Wang Xin looked at the wife of Weiyuan Marquis. Her face was cyanotic, her conjunctiva was hemorrhagic, and her pupils were dilated.

These are indeed symptoms of accidental death by suffocation.

Feng Ling helped Fan Ye, who was slumped on the ground, up with pity and helped him get ready.

Fortunately, the old butler was very capable. At Feng Ling's command, the servants in the mansion quickly prepared everything.

The mourning hall was set up and white banners were hung.

The old maid in the mansion changed the funeral clothes for the wife of Marquis Weiyuan, but because she died of suffocation, her remains looked a little scary.

Wang Xin was just about to volunteer to put on makeup for her when there was a commotion outside the mourning hall.

A chaotic sound of footsteps was heard, and soon, the Queen, Lin Guijun, and Feng Ming walked in surrounded by guards.

The Queen looked at the Marquis's face, turned her head and asked, "Why haven't you put on your makeup yet?"

Madam Hou is actually her sister-in-law. Before she ascended the throne, she often followed her and Chu Sa around, so they grew up together.

But later I ascended the throne, she started a family, and a series of things happened, so we haven't seen each other for many years.

In my impression, she has always been gentle and kind, not this scary look.

Let her leave in a beautiful and decent manner...

Wang Xin took over the Queen's words and replied softly, "I was just about to put on makeup."

Then he walked forward.

But he was blocked by a figure that suddenly appeared in front of the bed.

Wang Xin turned his head and saw that it was Lin Guijun.

At this time, Lin Guijun's face was pale, her eyes were dull, and tears were streaming down her face without her realizing it. She looked like a puppet without a soul.

At this moment, his mind and eyes were filled with the woman lying on the bed, and there was no room for anything else.

This is……

Wang Xin suppressed the turmoil in her heart and carefully put on light makeup for Madam Hou.

The marquis's face, with makeup on, looked lifelike, calm and serene, just as she looked when she was not sick.

The Queen nodded in satisfaction.

She turned her gaze to Lin Guijun's tear-stained, distraught face, and her expression became intriguing.

It seemed like melancholy, like memories, but without any anger at all.

Logically speaking, the emperor's husband Chu Sa had passed away long ago.

Over the past decade, there has been only one man, Lin Guijun, in the harem, with no new men entering. The Empress and Lin Guijun should have a very good relationship.

But now it seems that is obviously not the case.