Reborn Daughter

Chapter 696 The Grand Finale (16)
The next day, the death knell sounded throughout the whole country. The emperor fell ill for three days and finally passed away. Prince Lan Qing became the prince of the East Palace again, and ascended the throne as emperor. The emperor's funeral was over, and it was the time for him to ascend the throne.Officials from all states and counties across the country must rush to the capital as soon as possible to attend the funeral and participate in the enthronement of the new emperor.

It was night, and a group of night riders rushed into the night.

"Huh!" The leader suddenly stopped by reining in the horse rope, and the followers behind rushed over one after another. Under the night light, the man riding in the first place stood out in purple clothes. His hair was not neatly tied up, but was casual The clothes were draped over his shoulders, and at this moment, he raised his head slightly, expressing endless splendor alone.

The man's frivolous lips slowly curled up: "It seems that there is something wrong with the Daqi Palace, has Lan Hai heard the death knell?"

On the right side of the man, a man in black rode up on a horse. Heizi lowered his head and replied, "Master, I heard it, national mourning!"

"Yeah, national mourning, I didn't expect them to move so fast, we were one step too late." Lan Yi smiled brightly, but his eyes looked extraordinarily deep against the night.

Lan Hai was silent for a while, and replied: "Master, the capital must be in chaos now, and it is time for Master to seize the opportunity to regain power."

Lan Yi narrowed his eyes: "You're right, it's time to regain power, but didn't this matter go too smoothly?"

Lan Hai was stunned for a moment, and said doubtfully: "What does the master mean, is there someone who wants to deal with the master? Probably not, the master acts so cautiously, and will never be caught or suspected."

Lan Yi looked back at Lan Hai and smiled, but this smile was three-point interesting and seven-point deep: "Then let me have a better look! Drive!" After speaking, Lan Yi suddenly flicked the whip, and the horse felt pain, " With a hiss, he rushed out immediately, and Lan Hai naturally led the cavalry team to follow, but he heard Lan Yi's words in his heart, and he was a little worried. If it was as the master thought, their plan for many years...

The night was as cool as water, and the shining white light came in through the window. Ding Zi looked at Lan Yuchu, who was already sleeping very sweetly, and put him in the arms of the nanny who had been waiting early. The nanny carefully carried Lan Yuchu. Yu Chu returned to the room to rest, but Ding Zi stood by the window in a daze.

The shoulders suddenly sank, Ding Zi didn't look back, a faint smell came, she knew who it was, and then her shoulders tightened slightly, a slightly heavier body pressed over, Lan Qingling's slightly heavy breath hit The strength of Ding Zi's neck is intertwined with the breeze at night, which only makes Ding Zi feel that his neck is cool and cool, which is very comfortable.

Ding Zi leaned back, closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

The white and tender face was suddenly caressed by a slightly rough hand. Lan Qingling looked at Ding Zi in her arms, squinting her eyes. She was as cute as a little woman. She couldn't help but think about the situation when they were in Anjiaying. It seems to have inexhaustible power, and it can always bring surprises to him and everyone.He looked at his wife, from being despised by others, being a nymphomaniac, to being loved by all the soldiers in the camp. This was by no means as easy as most people imagined, but his wife did all of this.

Sometimes Lan Qingling even wondered if he really married a woman. His wife's intelligence was sometimes even inferior to that of a man. How lucky he was to have such a woman.

Hearing Lan Qingling's sigh, Ding Zi blinked, and looked over with some doubts, Lan Qingling's chin lightly pressed Ding Zi's forehead: "Is the lady tired?"

Ding Zi turned her head, leaning on Lan Qingling's back, looking at the moon hanging high in the night sky and the twinkling stars in the distance, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up: "It's a lie to say you're not tired, and you're constantly falling into conspiracy In the middle, even if I ask myself to solve the trouble, but those unnecessary troubles, too many people feel too upset, I am tired."

Lan Qingling waved his hand suddenly, and Ding Zi's hair opened like a waterfall, raising a beautiful arc in the air. Lan Qingling's slender fingers picked up a strand of hair and put it on his nose, squinting his eyes: "Wait for the government After you settle down, how about my husband take you away from here, and have a good tour of the mountains and rivers."

Ding Zi couldn't help thinking seriously: "It's a good idea, but I'm afraid it will be delayed by other things."

Lan Qingling wrapped her arms around Ding Zi's neck, stretched out her nose and gently rubbed behind Ding Zi's ear: "No, I promise you my husband, and I will definitely do it."

Ding Zi raised his head, smiled lightly, and offered a kiss. This kiss was lingering and tender, without intense lust. Lan Qingling and Ding Zi had been thinking about tactics in the army. As soon as they won the battle, they rushed to the capital, followed by the emperor I'm not in the mood for the Queen's matter now, but this kind of kiss can express the feelings between each other. As long as they always have each other and think about each other, no matter how far apart they are, their hearts will be connected.

The kiss was very soft and gentle, and after kissing the two of them, she couldn't help laughing in a low voice. Ding Zi bent her eyes and said, "Master, I'm waiting for your promise."

Lan Qingling supported Ding Zi's head, pointed her nose lightly, and assured her with tenderness in her bright black eyes: "Yes, I promise you for my husband!"

Ding Zi put his hands on Lan Qingling's chest: "There will be a national funeral in the next two days, and then the crown prince will be enthroned. We will be busy next time, let's rest first."

As Concubine An and Princess Zhenguo, Ding Zi will also have to live in the palace permanently during this time, Lan Qingling caressed Ding Zi's face: "You only need to follow the emperor's grandmother in the palace. Follow along, if you help take care of the emperor's grandmother, she must be grateful, as for other things, if someone troubles you, don't bother, deal with it if it doesn't please you, don't let yourself be wronged."

Ding Zi thumped Lan Qingling's shoulder lightly: "You think I'm a soft persimmon, who can bully me."

"If you know it, you know it. My husband loves you." Lan Qingling helped Ding Zi to walk to the bed in the inner room.

Ding Zi let out a "puchi" laugh, raised her eyebrows and looked at Lan Qingling, but Lan Qingling did her best to take off Ding Zi's clothes. Holding Ding Zi in his side arms, Ding Zi leaned his head lightly on Lan Qingling's chest, with smiles on his brows and eyes.

When the emperor dies, it is a national mourning.

On that day, the whole capital city seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​white snow. Every house and every outdoor place put on white lanterns and pulled white cloths. All entertainment-related shops were closed for ten days. There were very few pedestrians on the street. Out of fear and died.

All the way to the direction of the imperial palace, there are all the ministers of the court. The originally luxuriously decorated carriages are all replaced with white cloth, and each one is more plain than the other.

Entering the palace, Ding Zi first went to the Changle Palace of the Empress Dowager. At this time, there were pieces of white long cloths in the palace, and the passers-by lowered their heads, drifting away like ghosts.

Today, Ding Zi did not bring Lan Yuchu into the palace, but sent people to guard inside and outside the mansion. Old An Wang and Lan Qingling went directly to the front hall, where a state funeral is usually held. Men and women are divided into two teams, but before the time comes, women are still not allowed to enter the hall. In ancient times, men were respected, and women would always be suspected of colliding when entering.

(End of this chapter)