Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 167

I don't know why, this night, the stars are dim, the moon sets and the sun rises, and it's obviously just one night, but it seems that the stars are moving, and there is a century of loneliness.

Li Jingui always felt so bored in his heart that he was hugged by the fourth master behind him while he couldn't sleep.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yinzhen also had no sleep all night, so he stuck to her ear and whispered.

At this moment, there were bursts of mournful, weeping and complaining konghou sounds from Zhongcui Palace.

"It's my mother!"

The two quickly got up and dressed to find Tong Jiashi, who was sitting alone in the secluded grove.

Ruyu's bare hands slid across the strings of the harp lazily, and a mournful harp sound rose suddenly, fluttering like a glimpse of the sky, and curling like flying flowers.

Tonight, she swept her eyebrows lightly and tapped her red lips, her complexion looked rosier than usual.

But she was wearing a lotus-colored flag dress, which was slightly worn out, and it was not the clothes worn by a concubine.

"Girl, come here!"

Tong Jiashi smiled at Li Jingui, the smile reached his eyes, Li Jingui blessed his body, and was about to walk towards Tong Jiashi, but the fourth master grabbed his arm.

"Li Jingui, come here!"

How does she know?Xu Zhen subconsciously glanced around, and after confirming that there were only the three of them, he suppressed the shock in his heart.

"Is Erniang sick and confused? She is Li Jinsi, not Li Jingui."

"Heh, you can fool those ruthless people, but you can't fool Bengong. The way you look at her is exactly the same as when you looked at Li Jingui!"

"And Li Jingui is a court lady for a trial marriage that I personally selected for you. If I can even admit the wrong person I picked, then I don't care about those eyes!"

"Don't worry, I just want to see if there is a miracle. I have no regrets in this life, but they all think that I am a lunatic!"

"Li Jingui, prove it to those people for me, prove it to them! Cough cough cough cough."

At this time, Tong Jiashi staggered to the pear tree in the courtyard. It was early summer, and the pear blossoms all over the tree had already bloomed.

Those pale and lonely pear blossoms fell to death while she looked back and stared, and the hoarfrost on the ground was like paper money scattered on the ground during a funeral.

Watching her lonely figure gradually disappear in front of his eyes, Li Jingui couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

"The Imperial Concubine loves Long Live God very much..."

"No, she doesn't love Huang Ama!"

When he was very young, once he woke up from his sleep and saw Empress Xiao Yiren reprimanding Tong Jia, who was still a concubine at that time, in the palace.

It seemed that a man's name was always mentioned in the words, and that was the first and only time he saw the cowardly Tong Jiashi, angrily fighting with Empress Xiaoyiren.

"Emperor Noble Concubine!! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

From the hall came the mournful cries of the court ladies and eunuchs.

"The imperial concubine is dead!"

A young eunuch walked out of the Zhongcui Palace wiping away tears, and spread the sad news throughout the East and West Palaces.

"Imperial Concubine!"

At this time, Concubine De who came over after hearing the news wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

After fighting with her for half a lifetime, now that Tong Jiasuyuan has finally passed away, she felt sympathetic and sympathetic while she was happy.

Although these tears were more tears of joy.

Tong Jia's posthumous title is Emperor Huihui, as an adopted son, the fourth master and his concubine Ulanara Suxian naturally have to manage her funeral.

Tonight is the night of the first seven days of the imperial concubine. It stands to reason that the brothers and sisters of the imperial concubine should come to watch the night.

But it wasn't until Zishi passed that I saw Uncle Tong Guo in plain clothes, bringing a man with eyebrows and eyes similar to the imperial concubine into the mourning hall.

"Grandfather Ann, Uncle Longkodo Ann!"

　The difference between death, death, collapse, and death:
　　1. The objects used are different:
　　The object of death is generally the death of a child, the death of a disease, or the death of the common people.

　　Pawns are generally used by doctors.

　　Beng is generally used by the son of heaven, that is, the emperor.

　　The object of use of 薨 is generally princes, relatives or princes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)