The most romantic little emperor

Qin Hao took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil. He slowly walked in front of his brothers, looked at them with a firm gaze, and said in a deep voice: "My brothers, now is not the time to be sad. We must cheer up. For the sake of our father's kingdom and the future of the Qin family, we must unite as one and face the next challenge together."

When several princes heard Qin Hao's words, they wiped the tears from their faces, raised their heads, and looked at him with tearful eyes.

Qin Hao's half-brother, the Third Prince Qin Yu, spoke first: "Brother, I listen to your orders. If you say go east, I, Qin Yu, will never go west. If anyone dares not to listen to you, I will be the first to get angry with him!"

As soon as Qin Yu finished speaking, the other brothers also expressed their opinions, and without exception, they expressed their support and trust in Qin Hao.

Qin Hao felt the firm belief and deep friendship of his brothers, and a warm current surged in his heart. He turned to Gao Lishi and said, "Mr. Gao, immediately announce the news of my father's death to the world, and the whole country will mourn. All other matters should be handled according to the highest standards, so that my father's spirit can rest in peace."

Gao Lishi bowed and took the order and left.

Qin Hao turned his gaze towards Divine Doctor Sun and the other imperial doctors, and said in a deep voice, "Divine Doctor Sun, I leave my father's body in your care. Follow the method I taught you before. I want my father's body to be as if he were alive, lasting forever and being admired by the world."

Pharmacist Sun raised his head, his face full of solemnity and respect. He bowed deeply and said, "Your Highness, don't worry. We will do our best to live up to your expectations." Although his voice was not loud, it was full of determination and confidence.

Qin Hao nodded, turned around and walked out of the room with his brothers.

People outside had already heard the sad news of the emperor's death. There were cries everywhere, and the entire palace was immersed in solemnity and grief.

Qin Hao hurriedly came to the front of Dong Sisi, Su Ziyan and other concubines. His eyes were gentle, but with a certain firmness that could not be questioned, and he whispered: "My dear aunts, my father has passed away. Please go in and take a last look at him!"

Dong Sisi, Su Ziyan and others looked up at Qin Hao after hearing this. They had already learned that the emperor would pass the throne to the young prince in front of them.

In their eyes, there was gratitude towards the new emperor, mixed with a bit of awe and uneasiness. They knew that now that the imperial power had changed hands, Qin Hao was the new master of this land, and their life and death, honor and disgrace, all depended on him.

Qin Hao seemed to see through their thoughts. He did not choose to avoid or perfunctorily answer them. Instead, he smiled and said softly, "Don't worry, aunts. What you are worried about will never happen. I'm afraid you will have to work hard in the days to come. I believe that my father's spirit will be grateful for your company and dedication."

His words were like a spring breeze, like a gentle rain, silently dispelling the haze in the concubines' hearts. Their frowns gradually relaxed, revealing relieved smiles.

Dong Sisi and Su Ziyan, as the best among the concubines, understood the meaning. They took the lead in kneeling on the ground, and the concubines behind them followed suit. They bowed their heads, folded their hands in front of their foreheads, and kowtowed in unison, saying: "We will obey the will of the new emperor and do our best to live up to the trust."

The sudden shouting sounded like thunder in Qin Hao's ears, causing him to feel a throbbing in his heart and a little uncomfortable. However, he quickly calmed down and began to adapt to this new identity and role.

Qin Hao raised his hand and waved it gently, signaling them to stand up.

Then, he turned and walked towards Wang Yourong and the other women, gazing at them tenderly. He stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from Wang Yourong's eyes, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Rong'er, after the aunts come out, you sisters will take those sensible imperial sisters to see the emperor for the last time. I still have some things to deal with here, so you go first."

Wang Yourong nodded gently when she heard this, with a hint of determination in her eyes. She comforted Qin Hao softly, her voice was like a spring breeze, warm and gentle: "Your Majesty, please rest assured to deal with the important matters, I will take good care of them."

Qin Hao looked at Wang Yourong deeply, nodded slightly, and then turned and left with firm and powerful steps. He knew that there were more important things waiting for him to deal with, and he could not hesitate for a moment.

Afterwards, Qin Hao appeased the hearts of the royal relatives and asked them to take care of Emperor Taizong's funeral. These royal relatives did not care who would be the emperor, as long as the person sitting on the dragon throne could guarantee their royal privileges, they would support him unconditionally.

Therefore, they were very grateful for the new emperor's goodwill and agreed to it one after another.

So they began to get busy preparing for Emperor Taizong's funeral.

After finishing these things, Qin Hao went straight to the high platform at the entrance of the Government Affairs Hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When he appeared in front of the civil and military officials, the originally noisy Government Affairs Hall suddenly became quiet. They all stopped crying and looked up at the young prince.

Li Zhen, Xie An and others came forward, knelt on the ground without saying a word, and shouted loudly: "Long live the emperor!"

When the civil and military officials saw Li Zhen, Xie An and others enthroning the new emperor, they quickly knelt on the ground and began to shout in an orderly manner.

This action immediately attracted the attention of other civil and military officials, who followed suit, kneeling on the ground and shouting in an imitative manner.

Su Zhengfang, Dong Sicheng and some trusted ministers stood there in shock. Everything they saw was completely beyond their expectations. They did not expect that Li Zhen, Xie An and others would be so decisive in supporting the new emperor.

Seeing this, the Imperial Guard Commander Lu Yi couldn't help but feel secretly happy. He had long been dissatisfied with Su Zhengfang, Dong Sicheng and others, believing that they had ill intentions and had been secretly plotting something bad.

At this moment, he saw that these people had finally revealed their true colors, and a strong sense of justice surged in his heart. He reached for the hilt of his sword and glared at them fiercely, as if to warn them not to act rashly.

Su Zhengfang and Dong Sicheng looked at each other and saw helplessness and despair in each other's eyes. They knew that it was too late to resist at this time. So they nodded, knelt on the ground helplessly, and kowtowed silently.

Behind them, those ministers who had originally been hoping for a lucky break also followed suit and hurriedly knelt on the ground, fearing that the slightest carelessness would bring disaster upon them.