Crying for the prince and having his mind read, I am the most favored harem!

Chapter 1: My fiancé is crazy
  In the sixth hundred and forty-seventh year of Tianyuan, an urgent news came from the border gate: the prince died.

After galloping all the way, Prince Xiao Heng's coffin arrived at the East Palace seven days later.

At this moment, the East Palace was filled with sadness. The main hall was completely covered in white silk. There was a heavy coffin in the middle, with a big word "Dian" written on it on a silk handkerchief.

The entire coffin is made of precious golden nanmu. It is flat from head to tail, with the head at the top. The coffin lid bulges upwards. There is a wooden gourd at the front end. Bright yellow silk and satin are tied into flowers and tied to the lid of the coffin.

The hall was filled with the smoke of incense candles. There were more than fifty people kneeling in the hall, both men and women. They were lying on the ground and weeping loudly. They looked like they were mourning in mourning.

As for whether it is sincere or false, I am afraid only they themselves know clearly.

When the prince passed away, the whole country mourned. More than 90% of the people in the palace came to mourn the prince's grave, and they also had to recite scriptures and burn incense.

Nine pairs of elegiac couplets hang on both sides of the main hall, and the sound of mourning music and chanting lingers in the hall.

Suddenly, there was movement outside the palace.

"Brother Prince, why did you go like that? This is not true, it is not true, I don't believe it, wuwuwu!"

A shrill and harsh sound suddenly sounded at the door, and then a petite figure in plain white almost rolled and crawled into the hall from the door.

The person who came was a woman, with a pale face and tears all over her face. On her head was a Xiaopa folded half wide. Her eyes were bloodshot, her lips were cracked, and the hair on the back of the Xiaopa was extremely messy. The plain white dress on her body was also covered with mud on her knees and elbows.

The woman staggered every step, as if just a breeze would blow her haggard and frail body down.

Hearing this sound, everyone else in the hall subconsciously raised their heads and stared blankly at the slender figure, probably shocked to the spot by the cry.

The people in the hall cast their eyes on the woman, and when they noticed the visitor, they all showed unbearable expressions. They knelt and moved unconsciously to clear an aisle for the woman.

This person is Lin Qingran, the unmarried fiancée of Prince Xiao Heng, and she also looks good.

From this aspect alone, Lin Qingran and the prince can be regarded as a golden couple.

Lin Qingran is Taishi Lin's direct granddaughter. She has been deeply loved by Taishi Lin since she was a child. She was previously granted marriage to the prince by the emperor, and the wedding will be completed on the sixth day of March next year.

It was supposed to be a happy event, but Xiao Heng actually died at the border. It was said that he was assassinated after getting off the battlefield. The murderer is still at large.

Lin Qingran killed her husband before he even got married. This kind of thing was ominous in the entire Tianyuan Kingdom, but because of Lin Qingran's identity, she didn't dare to say it.

However, although Lin Qingran does not have to die for His Highness the Crown Prince, the road ahead may be difficult.

After all, she had a marriage contract with the prince, so she had to become a sister-in-law. From then on, she would always accompany the ancient Buddha with green lanterns, reciting sutras and worshiping Buddha for His Highness the prince.

Either that or he can protect himself for His Highness the Crown Prince and never marry again.

Lin Qingran's tear-filled eyes could no longer see the people around her. Her pupils were only the coffin in the main hall. Two streams of clear water flowed from her eyes, and tears fell from her face without stopping.

People around him stopped crying, and everyone's eyes fell on Lin Qingran.

Lin Qingran bit her lip hard, and blood gushed out from her split lip again. She staggered and knelt on the table in the middle of the mourning hall, stretched out her right hand tremblingly, and gently reached out to the things placed on the table. That scroll.

The man in the painting has three-dimensional facial features as handsome as a knife. He is sitting upright on a chair, with his hands on his knees, his eyes looking straight ahead with deep eyes, and his whole person exudes a kingly aura that shocks the world.

Lin Qingran stretched out her hand and gently touched the person in the painting, tears fell freely, and she suddenly yelled heartbreakingly.

"Ah!" Immediately afterwards, Lin Qingran lowered her head, and the cry came again. She covered her face with her hands, and tears flowed from the gaps between her fingers.

The cries echoing in the hall became louder and louder, like a mountain falling apart, shaking the earth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Perhaps out of breath, Lin Qingran's coughs became more and more rapid, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. It took a long time to calm down, but the tears still did not stop.

Seeing this scene, everyone understood that Lin Qingran's feelings for Xiao Heng had penetrated deep into her bones, which was why she was so distressed after his death that she vomited blood.

The hall began to become noisy, and subtle sounds reached Lin Qingran's ears.

"Miss Lin is so passionate about His Highness the Crown Prince that she even coughed up blood without thinking."

"No, tell me in a low voice. His Highness has gone too far. After all, Miss Lin is a woman, and she still loves him so deeply. She should treat Miss Lin well while she is alive."

"Poor Miss Lin, it will be so painful for her to never see His Highness the Crown Prince again!"

At this time, Lin Qingran moved again.

Since the day of burial had not yet come and the remains had not yet been visited, the coffin was not completely sealed, but only half-closed.

The man in the coffin was dressed in a bright yellow four-clawed golden dragon python robe, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen. His face was slightly pale, and his whole body looked clean and tidy.

If you look carefully, you will only feel that this person is asleep and not a corpse.

Lin Qingran crawled towards the heavy coffin, placing her scarred hands on the edge of the coffin. She closed her eyes tightly, leaned on the coffin, faced the person in the coffin, and let her tears drip down.

Fortunately, she no longer coughed, and her crying stopped, and she turned to speaking in a choked whisper.

"Brother Prince, we are going to get married next year. Ranran wants to be your bride all the time and be with you for the rest of our lives. I know that you think I am ignorant and don't like that I always love to pester you, but I am willing to change it for you. ah."

The hall was silent, Lin Qingran's tone was sad and gentle.

It seems to be full of friendship, lingering and pathos, and the voice is very small, but it can be heard by the people in the palace.

In everyone's eyes, Lin Qingran was staring at Xiao Heng's remains, but in fact she did not open her eyes at all, and the tightly clenched edge of the coffin told the owner's nervousness.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that she still has a trace of fear, but you can't tell it from her voice.

"Brother Prince's appearance remains the same. You must have fallen asleep, but Brother Prince is not a sleepy person and should get up. If you wake up, it doesn't matter even if you don't want to marry me. Please, Brother Prince, you Can you open your eyes and look at me?"

As soon as the words fell, there were sobs again.

Unexpectedly, the index finger of the right hand of the man in the coffin moved inaudibly.

[My dear mother, please don’t open your eyes. Lang Lang Qiankun is not interested in cheating. I’m panicking! 】

【What a bitter life! My princely fiancé is so dumb? But he shouldn't have died so early! 】

(End of this chapter)