The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 374: Planting and Wronging (1)
However, when King Jinyang returns to the capital, their major event will soon be completed. When the time comes, the world will change hands, and there will inevitably be chaos... She couldn't think of what kind of situation it was, but felt a faint feeling in her heart that she couldn't hold back The excitement is about to pop out of my heart.

After many years of darkness, the excitement of finally seeing the light of day.From now on, she will never find anyone to talk to when she is wronged, she will stand on the pinnacle of power, and trample all those who bullied her in the past one by one!It's a pity that the master she most wanted to share with has gone wandering around, what a pity.

Whether you are confused or excited, Baililuo is full of ambition after all. Since Han Ye doesn't care about Bailijing, it's best. After a few days, she will let the people all over the world come and see them. They are honorable and well-respected. What a pitiful and ridiculous appearance the beloved Princess Rongchang has!
On the second day, when Mo Wen went to the funeral, the mighty funeral procession was completely dismal and plain, which was completely opposite to the excitement when Baili Jing married Mo Wen, from fiery red to sad white, from joyful to white. From music to Xiao Ran's tune.The common people stood along the street, just like when they witnessed Princess Rongchang's wedding, they showed some sympathy or sighs when they saw her sending her deceased husband to the ground, but in fact it had nothing to do with them.

Although Mo Wen was a son-in-law with a relatively high standard of burial, it was impossible for him to enter the cemetery of the Baili royal family. The ceremonial officer selected a cemetery with excellent geomantic omen for him, and moved the coffins of his three wives who died before. Come and be buried with him.

The tomb has already been dug, and the coffin is waiting for the burial. Everyone is waiting for Baili Jing's order. Seeing that she has not moved, the ceremony officer reminded her aloud: "Princess Jing, the auspicious time has come, and the son-in-law should be buried. For safety, if it delays the time, I am afraid it will not be very good."

The understatement was just to make the relatives compromise. Sure enough, Bai Lijing gently held the hand on the coffin, and then slowly moved it away...

"Yeah," she said.

As soon as the ritual officer raised his hand to signal, someone immediately stepped forward to carry the coffin.

"Wait!" Baili Jing said suddenly.

Everyone looked at her, she was dressed in a white mourning dress with no makeup, her black satin hair was tied up in a bun with white silk flowers on it, which made her face pale, and her all-powerful face dimmed a bit. , so that those who see can not help but feel pity.

Bai Lijing stepped forward, the wind was strong, her temple hair was disheveled, her eyes narrowed slightly, she took out something from her sleeve, held it in her hand, hesitated and said: "Can I open the coffin, I want to Look at him one last time."

The coffin lid has been sealed, and opening it again would be disrespectful to the deceased, but no one objected, and the ceremony officer tacitly allowed them to go forward and pry the coffin nails. In the tomb, the relationship between husband and wife is completely exhausted.

The coffin nails were driven too deep, and it took some effort to pry them all off. Everyone worked together to remove the heavy coffin lid, revealing Mo Wen in a luxurious dress, lying quietly inside, his clothes covering his wounds, He looks intact.Although the weather in October has turned cold and the corpse has been lying there for seven days, it is inevitable that there will be a smell of corpses. Bai Lijing stood beside the coffin and watched the ashen-faced Mo Wen without moving, standing like dry grass on the wasteland .

After a while, Bailijing suddenly stretched out her hand towards the coffin, took Mo Wen's left hand in front of her body, then bent down slightly, and while everyone was stunned, she gently kissed the back of his blue-gray hand ...

Since the day Mo Wen died, Bai Lijing had never cried because of him, but at this moment, when she kissed the back of Mo Wen's hand, she couldn't hold back her tears.The cold hand, without a trace of warmth, without any feeling of Mo Wen, seemed to remind her that he had left her and would never come back.No matter how she remembered the moments when he kissed the back of her hand in the past, the gentle and polite touch, the cherished and cherished tenderness, all disappeared with his death.

Touch and go.She imitated him and never overstepped a step, just like him in the morning after the wedding.

Afterwards, she put the thing she had been clutching in the other hand into his palm, and let him hold it and fall asleep peacefully.

"Seal the coffin." She took a step back.

"Yes!"

Everyone rushed forward, and their gazes were almost unanimously cast on the dead man's hand. They saw something carved into a female doll. The color was very good, and it should be made of precious stones. They didn't recognize it. If they looked more carefully, it seemed that It is a delicate humanoid whistle.

With a sound of "Boom--", the conclusion of the coffin was closed, the coffin nails were knocked in again, and the lid was sealed. Except for all kinds of rare funerary objects, the person inside was actually holding a whistle, which is really heart-wrenching. Fear, does the living hope that the dead will blow the whistle again?

Carrying the coffin into the tomb, filling it with soil, the coffin was gradually buried under the loess, and nothing could be seen. Bailijing watched helplessly as the piled up loess was covered layer by layer and piled up high. As soon as it was soft, it fell to the side.

The seven-day vigil, no matter how tough the body is, can't stand it.When Bailijing woke up, she was already on the sedan chair returning from the cemetery in the suburbs. She lifted the curtain, and the female officer outside immediately asked her: "Princess Jing, Your Majesty asked if you would move back to live in the palace immediately?"

It was just because she got married in a hurry and didn't have time to build the princess mansion. After Mo Wen died, as a noble princess of the Baili royal family, she would not stay widowed in her husband's house like ordinary widows. Whether she remarried or not, she would be I want to go back to the palace.

However, these are not the most important things. Bai Lijing's eyes gradually turned cold. She restrained herself and waited for seven days until Mo Wen was buried in peace. Now, it's time for Mo Yu, who killed his brother in a frenzy, to pay the price!

"Go to the prison of the Criminal Ministry." Bailijing said in a deep voice.

Although the female officer was startled, she didn't dare to disobey her intentions, and ordered the bearers to carry her to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

Ever since this incident happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zuo Prime Minister Mo Song suddenly aged ten years. In order to save the remaining face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had no choice but to go to the Ministry of Punishment with Bai Lijing.

However, when he was asked in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the head of the prison said: "The prisoner committed suicide in fear of crime last night. The villain has already told His Majesty, and he also ordered people to report to the princess and the prime minister. I think it's busy today, and I haven't seen the two of you yet." Please forgive me, the princess and the Prime Minister!"

Mo Yu committed suicide in fear of crime?
Zuo Xiang was startled, but then thought, maybe this is the best way, as a father, he can't watch Mo Yu be sentenced to death no matter what.Then, he sneaked a peek at Baili Jing's expression. Only when the ancestor Princess Jing calmed down, could the whole matter be settled.

But Bailijing obviously refused to let it go: "He committed suicide in fear of crime? Where's the corpse?"

The head of the prison said: "Because it is a repeat offender, I have asked Wu Zuo to verify his integrity and drag him out. We can only deal with it after His Majesty's order."

Bailijing remained silent for a long time, as if the revenge she wanted to avenge all this time suddenly had nowhere to avenge, and the pain and regret accumulated in her heart began to eat back at herself...

(End of this chapter)