On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Hidden for life.

If we are really together, how can we hide it for the rest of our lives?

Ye Zhiyu looked at her sadly: "Bad idea."

"Hua Niang, there are some complications between Feng Wuming and I." She sighed softly: "There are too many things to consider."

Hua Niang saw that she just didn't say anything, and knew that she didn't want to talk, so she didn't force her.

It was obvious that Xiao'e cared about the prince, and she said sincerely: "Xiao'e, the emperor likes you, and you also like him. It is rare in this world for two people to be happy."

She gently touched Ye Zhiyu's head: "I know you have your concerns, but people who love each other can't be together, which is a kind of torture for each other. Don't you always say that you should enjoy the moment?"

"Human, this life is not long. You should cherish the present moment and be happy every day."

Ye Zhiyu was thoughtful, as if there was a stone pressing on his heart.

"Don't think too much first. If you get along with the emperor, you might suddenly regret it."

Ye Zhiyu nodded to her, pinched his fingers dully, his face changed again and again, and he couldn't fall asleep even when he lay down.

……

Feng Wuming came out of the room and stood outside for a while, blowing the cold wind before the heat in his heart subsided a little.

Ye Jiulai reported: "Your Majesty, Hua Niang is here and she has gone to see Miss Wang. Do you want to see her?"

"No, she's already awake." Feng Wuming shook his head: "Tell Hua Niang to take good care of her body and use all the medicinal ingredients."

Miss Wang is already awake?
Ye Jiu nodded, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "Your Majesty, Miss Wang is awake, won't you stay with her?"

Miss Wang is awake, why is Your Majesty still standing outside blowing the wind?At this time, he should greet Miss Wang, and then accidentally tell Miss Wang what he has been doing these days.

Miss Wang must have been moved to tears, wouldn’t she have obtained the beauty?

Feng Wuming looked at him indifferently: "Watch her carefully and report to me if you have anything."

Ye Jiu wanted to say that it would be better for him to go and see for himself, but looking into His Majesty's unfathomable eyes, he didn't dare.

Feng Yanzhi's body has been kept in the palace. Although Binghe and Xiao Qingrang gave him medicine to prevent Feng Yanzhi's body from decaying quickly, the burial could not be postponed any longer.

Xiao Qingrang just let someone choose three suitable cemeteries for him according to Feng Shui, and let Feng Wuming choose.

Feng Wuming took it to find Shen Yanliu.

She still has to make the decision on this matter.

She had already surprised him by agreeing to let Yanzhi be buried outside.

If he chooses what he thinks is suitable and doesn't ask Shen Yanliu, Shen Yanliu will make trouble with him.

Arriving at Cining Palace, the maids saluted one after another, and one of the maids ran to announce that His Majesty Shen Yanliu was here.

Wen Yufu was picking out Shen Yanliu's white hair when Feng Yanzhi suddenly passed away and left. Shen Yanliu was overly sad and had a lot of white hair, which made her very annoyed.

If you die, you will die. What are you doing with this body?
If Feng Yanzhi is seriously ill, he will die sooner or later.

Shen Yanliu's body is hers now, and she will be Shen Yanliu from now on, so she must take good care of this body.

Pulling off a white hair, the nanny came in cautiously: "The Queen Mother, your Majesty has come to Cining Palace."

Feng Wuming is here?
Wen Yufu's eyes flashed with strong frost and hatred, and he involuntarily clenched the wooden comb in his hand.

"What is he here for?" Her voice was cold.Mammy replied: "Your Majesty said that he would come to discuss with you the burial of the late emperor. The Imperial Preceptor has selected three suitable cemeteries. The final choice must be left to the Queen Mother and Your Majesty."

Feng Yanzhi's cemetery?

Wen Yufu felt a stinging pain in her heart. She raised her hand to cover her heart, her face looking gloomy and ugly.

Damn it, Shen Yanliu's mood affected her, and she actually felt a little sad, which was really funny.

Why bother her about Feng Yanzhi?She had to think about her plan now, but she didn't have time to waste on Feng Yanzhi's affairs.

Shen Yanliu said lightly: "Just let him make the decision on this matter. You don't need to ask the Ai family. The Ai family will follow his arrangements."

Mammy looked at her in shock, thinking she had heard wrongly.

Didn’t the Queen Mother personally take care of the late Emperor’s affairs?Why did the Queen Mother directly let Her Majesty decide on such an important matter of choosing a cemetery?
Her surprised eyes made Wen Yufu notice that her face changed slightly, and she also realized that Shen Yanliu would not be perfunctory about Feng Yanzhi's funeral.

What Shen Yanliu cares about most in his life is Feng Yanzhi.

She placed the wooden comb on the table, her voice low and sad.

"The Ai family doesn't want to bear the pain of losing the emperor's son again. Let him make all the decisions about the funeral. The Ai family often dreams about the emperor's son recently. They just want to eat fast and chant Buddha, rest in peace, and let him have nothing to do. Home meditation.”

Auntie was still a little surprised. She felt that what the Queen Mother said was correct, but everything seemed to be wrong.

She conveyed Wen Yufu's words to Feng Wuming.

Feng Wuming nodded and left Cining Palace, frowning.

He also felt something was wrong. Why was Shen Yanliu unwilling to intervene in Yanzhi's funeral?
Too much grief?

Feng Wuming's eyes were deep. After choosing the cemetery, he quickly ordered the matter and asked the Ministry of Rites and others to hurry up and take care of it.

When the late emperor passed away, the whole country mourned together.

On the day of Feng Yanzhi's funeral, Feng Wuming was dressed in mourning clothes, and all civil and military officials, including princes and princesses from various fiefdoms, were wearing mourning clothes to see him off.

Everyone knelt down and worshiped Feng Yanzhi's coffin. Feng Wuming walked in front and saw him off to the cemetery.

After coming out of the palace to the market, I couldn't see anything festive. The palace maids and guards were all dressed in plain clothes and knelt on the ground to bid farewell to Feng Yanzhi.

In the street market, the common people looked at the coffin made of the most precious wood in the world, smelling the faint fragrance of wood. They were all dressed in plain clothes. They knew that the late emperor was lying in the coffin. When they heard the sound, they knelt down. The adults pulled the children. Kneel down. Even though the child doesn’t understand why, he doesn’t dare to make a mistake when he sees everyone kneeling.

Kneeling all the way, Feng Wuming walked in front, and the civil and military officials took off their black gauze hats and followed behind.

When we arrived at the cemetery, we were surrounded by mountains and there was a stream next to it. We could hear the gurgling sound of the stream, which was pleasant to the ear.

It is surrounded by mountains, but the view here is good, the sun is not blocked by trees, and there are wild flowers around. Butterflies landed on the flowers. For some reason, after the coffin fell, the butterflies flew to the coffin one after another, and returned after a while. Here come the birds and geese.

They made sad chirping sounds, as if they were sad for Feng Yanzhi.

Xiao Qingrang, dressed in white, looked at the coffin and smiled: "Your Majesty, I hope you will like the residence Wei Chen has chosen for you."

"He will like it." Feng Wuming's voice was low and deep.

"All things send each other, and all things accompany you." Xiao Qingrang whispered.

Feng Wuming looked at the coffin, waiting for the birds and butterflies to fly away before he went to the coffin with a serious look and saluted to the coffin.

All civil and military officials knelt down and followed him to salute. (End of chapter)