Mistress, please be serious [Quick Transmigration]

The coffin was parked in the main hall of the Princess Palace.

The queen stood beside the coffin, looking down at Jing Yaoran who was lying quietly inside.Stretching out his hand to gently pull her messy hair behind her ears, Jing Yaoran was already dead, and the coldness of his body seemed to spread to the bottom of her heart through her fingertips.

"Yao Ran said that she must come back." The Queen's voice was hollow, "Because she promised you that she would definitely come back."

He Yu stood in front of the coffin, looking at Jing Yaoran lying inside.

It should be that the jade crown on her head was damaged during the melee, and her hair was completely messed up. Without any tidying up, it just casually spread around her ears.

The bright red wedding gown on her body has completely disappeared, and the armor that was originally worn under the wedding gown has been completely stained dark red by blood.

There was only a huge dent on the armor where the heart guard was originally, and it should be the fatal wound that made Jing Yaoran lie here.

But apart from that, there were many other large and small wounds on her body, too many to count.

"When Yaoran was half a year old, I named her the eldest princess and made her the crown prince." The silence seemed to make the queen's emotions slowly ferment and swell, "At that time, she couldn't even walk the road."

"But every time she sees me, she will stretch out her little hand and ask me to hug her."

"Later, she grew up, could walk, run, and even learned to climb trees." The queen's voice was still very calm, "Occasionally she fell down, scratched her skin, left blood, and cried Shouting pain, reaching out to me for a hug."

"Later, when she got older, I asked the Taifu to start teaching her to read."

"She is very smart, and she can never forget her books. But she is playful by nature and can't sit still. She has changed three tutors, and her books are at a loss."

The queen stopped talking, stretched out her hand again, and rubbed Jing Yaoran's cheek, trying to wipe off the blood splashed on her face.But the blood had already dried up, stubbornly remaining on Jing Yaoran's face.

"I saw that the Taifu couldn't control her, so I personally stayed with her in the study. With me, she finally restrained herself. The Taifu asked her to study and she went to school, and she endured when she was punished if she didn't read well. Occasionally, when Taifu punished me harshly, she would come to me with red eyes."

Seeing that the blood on Jing Yaoran's face could not be wiped off, the empress withdrew her hand, leaned on the edge of the coffin, and continued to look at her.

"I think she finally has the appearance of reading, and her knowledge has improved a lot. When she came to me, I would reprimand her a few more times, punish her for copying more books, and ask her to remember that as the prince of a country, she can't It's too capricious."

"After that, she never came to me again."

Manager Zhao stood aside and listened, wiped the corners of his eyes secretly, and persuaded softly: "Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body."

The queen let out a long sigh, walked away from the coffin, sat on a chair, glanced at He Yu who was standing motionless beside the coffin, twitched the corners of her mouth, let out a chuckle mixed with a sigh, and continued : "Later, the older she got, the more withdrawn she became. She stayed in the East Palace all day drinking and dazed. She neither wanted to deal with government affairs and meet courtiers, nor went out to hunt in the palace to make friends with scholars."

He Yu listened to the Queen's words and looked at Jing Yaoran who was lying quietly in the coffin.It is not like what is written in a messy novel, it is so quiet that it seems to be asleep.Although the corpse was not stiff yet, it had completely lost its color.

To be dead is to be dead, how could it be like living.

"Seeing that she doesn't look like a prince anymore, I also get angry every day."

"I called her to reprimand her, she just bowed her head and listened, but when she turned her head back to the East Palace, she still went her own way."

"I said I would punish her, but she still kept her head down and listened, refusing to answer a word."

"I punished her to kneel, and she knelt. I punished her to copy the book, and she stayed up all night to copy it. But after the punishment was over, she would do whatever she wanted, and she would not change at all."

"I was so angry that I wanted to hit her on the hand, so she stretched out her hand and let me hit her. Her hand was swollen and the ruler was broken. She didn't hide or make a sound. When I asked her what she wanted, she was cornered. Please let me depose her."

He Yu slowly stretched out his hand, and gently gathered the fine hair on Jing Yaoran's forehead.

"He Yu." The empress seemed to withdraw from the past memories suddenly, and turned back into the majestic emperor again.

He Yu raised his head and looked at the queen.The last time we met, the Queen looked only in her twenties, and she wondered why Jing Yaoran's mother was so young.But looking up again at this time, the queen's hair on the sideburns has been stained white, and her brows and eyes are full of exhaustion.

"All the ministers jointly participated in her book, and I also took advantage of the opportunity to place her outside the palace, thinking that she might be able to relax outside the palace. After moving from the palace to the eldest princess's mansion, she seemed to be very happy. Listening to the report from the nurse in charge around her, she said that she stopped drinking and was no longer in a daze. Although she is still self-willed and refuses to deal with government affairs, I am not old and dim-witted, and I am not in a hurry."

After the empress called her, she fell into memory again.He Yu also lowered his head again, looking at Jing Yaoran whose body had gradually started to stiffen.

"But then, you popped up."

The queen's words made He Yu raise his head, but soon lowered it again.

"Since she stopped looking for me, gradually, no matter what she does, she doesn't want to let me know. When she is injured or sick, she refuses to go to the imperial doctor, and she also asks everyone not to tell me the news. On weekdays, if you want to eat What to use, what to like and what not to like, I refuse to say a word, for fear that the news will reach my ears."

"Those people around me, those who flatter me say that Yaoran is filial and afraid of alarming me. Those who are straight-hearted say that Yaoran is afraid that I will punish her again, and advise me to be kind to her." The queen stood up and walked again. Beside the coffin, I looked down and turned to He Yu: "I know, she really doesn't want to disturb me, and she is really afraid of me, but she is also angry with me."

The queen stretched out her hand and stroked Jing Yaoran's head: "No matter what, she is just a child."

"But, you came out." The queen repeated what she had just said.

"Since you appeared, she even carefully asked the dining room to prepare three meals a day. On weekdays, she also began to pick out some favorite things for people to bring in. She even suddenly said at night that she wanted to announce the imperial doctor, because You burned your hand."

He Yu didn't say anything. She knew these things a long time ago, but she was always afraid to admit them and face them. Jing Yaoran was kind to her.

"Before the big wedding, there was news that Gomi was instigated by King Qi to make trouble, and King Qi himself planned to be a oriole, waiting for Gomi to kill me, and then come to escort the king." The queen let out a self-deprecating sneer, "I Most of my sons and daughters are useless. If they were not born in the royal family, they would starve themselves to death sooner or later. There are only two gifted children who are still intelligent. One is as far away from me as a stranger, and the other is violent by nature. I wish I could kill him early Let me sit on the throne."

He Yu didn't speak, she still lowered her head, looking at Jing Yaoran.

"That day, when Yaoran came to tell me the news, I didn't think it was any surprise." The Queen's voice was still without any emotion, "What surprised me was that Yaoran offered to lead the army escort, but asked me to Abdicate after quelling the rebellion."

The queen wanted to lift Jing Yaoran's head and tie her messy hair back up.

But Jing Yaoran's body had gradually stiffened, and the Queen stretched her hand into the coffin, which was very inconvenient.

Manager Zhao at the side saw him, and gave He Yu a wink, asking her to go up and help, but He Yu just stood aside, holding Jing Yaoran's hand that had completely lost its temperature, turning a blind eye to Manager Zhao's eyes.

Director Zhao had no choice but to walk over and support Jing Yaoran's head for the queen.

"It's time to change her clothes." He Yu withdrew his hand and whispered.

Seeing that He Yu had never opened his mouth, Director Zhao immediately walked up to her, tugged at her sleeve, and stopped her in a low voice: "Shut up!"

When all the maids and eunuchs saw that the empress was personally escorting the eldest princess's body back, they retreated outside wisely.

At this time, there were only three people in the main hall. No matter how soft Manager Zhao was, his voice still echoed weakly after hitting the wall.

"It's time to change her clothes." The queen finally pulled out of her memories, like a mother who just realized that her daughter had died, and began to ramble, "Yaoran's mausoleum hasn't been prepared yet, even The coffins were all found on the spur of the moment, it's too ugly."

The queen's feet were floating, and she staggered out, and Director Zhao hurried up to support her.

The empress stared blankly, and lightly patted Mr. Zhao's hand, and ordered in a low voice: "The weather is getting hot, it's time for Yaoran to change."

Director Zhao saw that the queen was in a trance, frowned and called her softly: "Your Majesty?"

"Before the mausoleum is ready, let Yaoran stay in the princess mansion, she likes it here."

Manager Zhao looked back at He Yu, and saw that she was still standing beside the coffin, motionless.

When the empress stepped out of the main hall, her vain steps and trance-like gaze were like the darkness in the room, which disappeared without a trace when they met the sunlight.

A queen is still a queen, whether or not she has a successor heir apparent.

The funeral of the eldest princess was handed over to Da Sima to preside over it. It took more than half a month to clean up the blood in front of the Jinluan Hall.

However, the queen still went to court as usual. Whether it was the failure of King Qi's rebellion, the death of the eldest princess, or the rebellion of several generations of loyal Ge family, it did not have any impact.

Jing Yaoran is the crown prince, even if it is just a temporary coffin waiting for the mausoleum to be built, the process is very tedious.

In the eldest princess's mansion, He Yu didn't say a word, and there was no sign of weeping on her face, she just quietly stood aside.

Watching Jing Yaoran put on the shroud, watching Jing Yaoran being placed in the heavy coffin again.

Others said that He Yu was cold-blooded, and that the eldest princess treated her kindly before she was alive, but now that she is gone, she doesn't even have a tear.

These words were originally only spoken behind her back, but gradually, the words spread more and more.

The empress personally issued an edict to allow He Yu to accompany the eldest princess when she lay in the coffin for burial, and those words finally reached He Yu.

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The author Bacteria overestimated his ability to end the story, so it will take about one chapter to finish_(:3」∠)_