God-given peasant wife's good fortune

Chapter 769

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Anyway, the banquet was almost over. After hearing what Xiang Zirun and Zuo Jianming said, everyone left the restaurant one after another.

Besides, Concubine Tong Gui in the palace was stunned when she heard that her son's body had been brought back.

Huaibei is so far away from Shengjing City, she still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the message was wrong, after all, she secretly sent so many martial arts guards to her son, how could she let her son be pushed into the flood by the people Woolen cloth?

Furthermore, even if her son was really involved in the flood, she believed that those hidden guards would be able to rescue him.

But now that her son's body has been brought back, Concubine Tong Guifei finds it difficult to accept this fact for a while.

"Ma'am, please mourn." The nurse next to Concubine Tong felt sad and distressed when she saw her master's appearance.

My master has high hopes for the second prince, now that the second prince is dead, my master's sky is also falling, with no hope, the mother is very worried that my master will not be able to survive.

As soon as Mammy finished speaking, Concubine Tong Guifei's eyes turned cold, she raised her hand and slapped Nanny angrily, "Is it because the Second Prince doesn't know yet, why are you so sad?!"

The nanny fell to her knees with a "plop" and said, "Ma'am, please forgive me, it's the old slave who made a slip of the tongue, and the old slave slapped himself!"

Speaking of this, the nanny slapped her mouth vigorously, and the other maids and servants also knelt down in panic when they saw this.

After Concubine Tong regained her composure, she said in a deep voice, "Give me some makeup, I'm going to see the corpse!"

Hearing this, the nuns, maids and servants were even more panicked, but no one dared to speak out to stop them.

While the maid was dressing Concubine Tong Gui, Mammy gave a servant a wink, and the servant quietly left Changle Palace and went to the emperor's Ming Palace.

Concubine Tong Guifei changed her clothes and dressed and went to Qingling Hall where the second prince's coffin was stored, but she was stopped by the guards just as she walked to the gate of Qingling Hall: "My lady, the emperor has an order. Enter!"

"Presumptuous!" Tong Guifei was furious: "I am the concubine of the second prince, anyone who stops me will die!"

Concubine Tong was not afraid of the obstruction of the guards, and went straight in.

"Your Majesty, I've offended you!" the imperial guard said, drawing out his waist knife and blocking Concubine Tong.

Tong Guifei's complexion changed, and the bottom of her eyes was burning with raging anger.

At this moment, there was a sound of powerful footsteps behind her. Concubine Tong looked back and saw Ouyang Rui bringing a group of palace people over, her eyes turned red: "Your Majesty~~"

With a trace of pain in Ouyang Rui's deep eyes, he held Concubine Tong's hand and said softly, "Huiniang, let's go see Zhe'er together for the last time."

Ouyang Rui's words were undoubtedly the last straw that overwhelmed Concubine Tong Guifei, Concubine Tong's face was ashes, tears fell together: "Your Majesty, it is really Zhe'er..."

Concubine Tong's last hope was shattered by Ouyang Rui's words, how could the emperor's confirmation be false?

"Huiniang, you still have me." Ouyang Rui suppressed the pain in his heart and comforted him.

Concubine Tong Gui couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately fell into Ouyang Rui's arms crying.

When Ouyang Zhe was found, his whole body was already swollen with water. The road was covered with ice cubes, otherwise he would have rotted and stink. When the palace officials opened the coffin, Concubine Tong fainted from the shock of the unrecognizable corpse inside. past.

Ouyang Rui also only glanced into the coffin, and ordered the palace staff to cover the coffin.

Ouyang Zhe was pushed into the flood and drowned because of his neglect of duty. This is not an honorable thing, and the funeral was held in a very low-key manner, but there is still dignity that a prince should have. Ling'er changed slightly.

The Empress and Concubine Tong have always been at odds with each other. Concubine Tong cannot afford to be ill because of the death of her son. Ouyang Rui can only entrust the funeral of the second prince to Ji Linger.

At the same time, Ji Linger at the Kunning Palace complained to her son: "Bo'er, Tong Xinhui has hurt us so many times. It's disgusting enough for me to help her with the funeral. Why do you still ask me to do my best?" Do it for the better?"

Ji Linger really felt aggrieved, originally Ouyang Zhe's death was enough for her to be happy for half of her life, but the emperor asked her to help with Ouyang Zhe's funeral.

It's fine to arrange the funeral, but Ji Linger is really puzzled that her son asked her to take care of Ouyang Zhe's funeral.

"Mother, the second emperor's younger brother is Erchen's younger brother. The deceased is already dead. Mother, please don't worry about some small grievances from the past." Ouyang Bo's face was slightly sad.

Ouyang Bo sighed in his heart, ever since he was able to support himself, his mother has become more and more free-wheeling.

Once Ouyang Zhe died, his superficial threat was gone, but in fact it was even more detrimental to him.

Ouyang Bo knew that Ouyang Zhe had made so many mistakes before and his father didn't deal with him because his father wanted to use the second prince to contain him. Just because he knew his father's intentions, besides suppressing Ouyang Zhe, he would not let them His power grew, and he didn't do much else, but now that Ouyang Zhe died, his father might become suspicious of him.

Even if the father is not suspicious of him, he will always be on guard against him.

Hearing this, Ji Linger looked at her son suspiciously, and she realized that she really didn't understand her son more and more.

Ji Ling'er really couldn't understand, when did her son become so soft-hearted, that he would feel sad for his enemy?
Facing the confusion in his mother's eyes, Ouyang Bo worried that she didn't understand what he meant, paused, waved away the palace servants, and then reminded his mother in a low voice: "Mother, my son knows that you will give the second The imperial brother made you feel wronged by organizing the funeral, but think about it, now the father is sad because of the death of the second imperial brother, and he feels pity for Concubine Tong, why are you competing with Concubine Tong at this time?"

Ji Linger is not stupid, otherwise she would not be able to fight against Concubine Tong Gui for so many years and still sit firmly on the queen's position. After her son reminded her, she was enlightened.

Ji Linger's expression froze: "Bo'er, it's the queen mother who has been hindered."

She was almost tricked by Tong Xinhui again!

Tong Xinhui was probably pretending to be sick and deliberately left Ouyang Zhe's funeral to her. The emperor was saddened by Ouyang Zhe's death. If she didn't handle the funeral well, the emperor would definitely leave a knot in his heart.

That's right, with her temperament, it is impossible for her to devote herself to organizing the funeral for Ouyang Zhe, but Tong Xinhui probably never thought that her son would have seen through her plot long ago, right?
Thinking of this, Ji Linger felt relieved.

However, Ji Ling'er really doubted whether that Tong Xinhui was Ouyang Zhe's biological mother, and even used it to calculate her son's funeral?
Sure enough, as Ouyang Bo expected, on the second night after Ouyang Zhe's funeral, the emperor stayed in Kunning Palace, and the night lasted for several nights. something that never happened.

Tong Xinhui never thought that she would miscalculate again, filled with grief and indignation, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, scaring the palace people out of their wits...

(End of this chapter)