After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

He walked out of the Qinian Palace. The civil and military officials and concubines outside looked at him with anxiety and fear. They had all guessed it, but when Qin Junyu said the four words "the emperor has passed away", their hearts still trembled.

The Kirin Guards knelt down in unison, nodded their heads, lowered their brows, and looked sad.

The ministers and concubines who were already kneeling burst into tears. No matter whether it was sincere or false, no matter whether they were crying for the emperor or for themselves, they had to put on an appearance of grief.

The Qinian Palace was drowned in cries.

Qin Junyu looked up at the sky in the distance. The sky was blue and desolate, with light clouds and breeze, just as calm as his expression, but when he lowered his head, a line of tears fell from his eyes.

His mother died early, and he grew up alone in the deep palace. He was a loner and not good at socializing. Even his younger brothers were respectful to him but not close enough to him, so he didn't even have a close friend.

Now his father, who had placed high hopes on him, is also dead.

No matter how much affection there was between father and son in the past, at least they were connected by blood, and he still had a family.

He is the only one who has power over the world. Once he sits on the throne, he is destined to be alone for the rest of his life. But at this moment, what he thinks is: it would be great if she were still here.

Thinking that Nian Susu was still unconscious and no imperial physician could cure him, Qin Junyu's tears fell even harder. His steps staggered a few times and he almost fell down the long steps. Nian Susu was standing beside him and subconsciously reached out his hand, but his body went through his arm.

Fortunately, A Falcon appeared in time and supported him.

"Your Highness, please accept my condolences." A Falcon said in a heavy tone.

Nian Susu withdrew his hand angrily, feeling mixed emotions.

Although Qin Junyu is usually cold and ruthless to everyone, his heart is still warm. The emperor is not close to him, but he cries so sadly, you can imagine how much affection and loyalty he has.

Nian Susu will never know that Qin Junyu burst into tears like a fountain outside the Qinian Palace in front of civil and military officials and three thousand beauties in the harem because of her.

-

The war had just ended, the treasury was empty, and people's lives were miserable. After consultation with all the ministers, it was decided to keep the emperor's funeral simple. The coffin, frugality, and soul-calling ceremonies were just hurriedly carried out. These could be simplified, but the coffin for placing the emperor's body could not be saved. Phoebe nanmu should be used instead of ebony, and not a single one of the forty-nine coats of lacquer could be omitted.

After all, on the day of the funeral, the coffin will be carried to the mausoleum by pallbearers, so the things displayed in front of people naturally cannot be shabby.

Nian Chengyun was appointed as the sacrificial official, and after consulting with the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, he chose December 15th as the auspicious day for burial.

On the day of the funeral, the whole country was in mourning.

Four princes and more than 400 officials dressed in mourning clothes escorted the coffin to the imperial mausoleum. The people of Shengjing mourned along the streets. White paper money fluttered in the air, and a huge snow fell in Shengjing, covering the entire city with white snow.

After the burial ceremony, the people who were guarding the tomb were left behind, and the rest followed the prince back to the palace.

-

"Brother, do you plan to observe the full 27-day mourning period or complete the coronation ceremony before the New Year?"

Qin Guanqing and Qin Junyu entered the Yangxin Palace one after another.

According to the precedent of Liuli, the new emperor could ascend the throne only after observing mourning for 27 days, otherwise it would be considered unfilial. But this time the situation was rather special. Before the emperor died, he gave Li Zhongquan an oral order, that is, after his death, Qin Junyu would be the new emperor and would ascend the throne immediately.

Of course, some people questioned the authenticity of this oral order, but unfortunately, even if they wanted to verify it, there was no way to do so, because Li Zhongquan volunteered to guard the imperial tomb and did not return to Beijing.

Qin Junyu put his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mourning clothes were blown by the wind. "Although my father has given an oral order, only Li Zhongquan knows about it. Now there are many doubts. To be on the safe side, we should wait until the mourning period is over before holding the ceremony."

After a pause, he added: "Anyway, this month won't make a difference."

Qin Guanqing pursed his lips and did not answer. Before the emperor's death, Qin Junyu had already been in charge of government affairs for a month. Although people still called him "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince", they already regarded him as the new emperor in their hearts.

After a month of baptism, Qin Junyu had already stabilized the people's hearts, grasped the real power, and almost eliminated the remnants of Qin Zehai.

Qin Junyu's ascension to the throne was popularly welcomed, so the coronation ceremony was only to help him sit more securely on the throne.

As soon as the two entered the Yangxin Palace, a palace servant came forward to serve them tea.

Qin Guanqing observed their faces and found that they were no longer the ones who served the late emperor.

He chuckled. It seemed that Qin Junyu was not as unwilling to fight for power as he had imagined.

Qin Junyu didn't notice anything was wrong and sat down on the dragon throne naturally, while Qin Guanqing sat below. The gap between their identities and status suddenly widened.

"When does your royal brother plan to hold the ceremony?" Qin Guanqing picked up the teacup and gently scraped off the foam.

Originally he just asked this casually out of concern, but as soon as he said it, he became nervous. Since their identities were different, could he no longer do whatever he wanted like before and blurt out whatever he wanted to know?

Qin Guanqing's hands were shaking as he held the tea, and he nervously watched the reaction of the person above him.

Qin Junyu happened to be looking at him and took in his cautious look.

He had seen this kind of fearful and distant look in many people's eyes, but only two people hurt him.

One is the annual luck.

One is Qin Guanqing.

Nian Chengyun advised him not to be obsessed with ghosts and gods, but he retorted. At that time, a look of surprise flashed across Nian Chengyun's face, and the way he looked at him changed, exactly the same as the way Qin Guanqing looked at him just now.

Qin Junyu knew that he had done something wrong, but the estrangement of his mentor and friends made him feel at a loss. He always felt that they should not react like this.

"Royal brother?" Qin Guanqing called him.

Qin Junyu came back to his senses and didn't remember how long he had been distracted. Qin Guanqing was looking at him with a smile, just like before.

He smiled and said, "It has not been confirmed yet. We have to wait for the Imperial Astronomical Observatory to observe the sky and check the almanac to choose the most suitable day."

Qin Guanqing nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

The two chatted about random things, and when Qin Junyu's mood finally became much brighter, Qin Guanqing mentioned Nian Susu.

Nian Susu was startled and his spiritual consciousness shook several times in the air.

It had been a long time since anyone dared to mention her in front of Qin Junyu. Qin Guanqing was really bold enough. He said some nice things and then stepped on his minefield just after a while.

She prayed silently for Qin Guanqing.

Surprisingly, Qin Junyu did not lose his temper, nor did his expression turn ugly. He was surprisingly calm, so calm that it seemed as if he had accepted a fact.

He said, "She has been sleeping for a long time, about forty-three days. The imperial physicians, doctors outside the palace, and famous doctors in the martial arts world have all been invited to see her, but no one knows what disease she has, and no one can guarantee that they can cure her."

Qin Junyu pinched his brows and sighed, "I don't know what to do."

Qin Guanqing's face was solemn. From his reaction, it was clear that this was not an ordinary illness, otherwise there wouldn't be so many outrageous rumors in the palace.