I Am This Type of Woman

The long princess looked at the son who was running towards her. Her face was ruddy like a girl, and her face was more and more gentle.

"Revisiting the line, and leaving with Junsheng. Going to more than a thousand miles, each in the sky...Shen is old, the time is too late...Abandon donation, don't repeat, try to add meals..." The princess put his hand in the hands of Ban Huai who finally came over and muttered, "Try to add... meal..."

She seemed to suddenly come to the spirit, her eyes bright like the stars in the sky.

"The water is clear," she smiled at her son. "We are looking for Xiaolang Jun, who is very handsome. When I go back, I will tell your father."

"Yeah." Ban Huai snorted.

Suddenly, the princess's hand hangs down weakly, and the bright eyes are slowly closed. She laughs and sleeps, but she will never wake up again.

Ban Huai opened his mouth and twitched, but he couldn't make a sound. Even a tear could not fall off. It was like a fish jumping out of the pool. He tried to open his mouth, but he didn't know where it was redemption.

"His Royal Dean Princess Long...Go."

"Hou Ye." Yin held Bao Huai into his arms and patted his back gently, one after another. Finally, Ban Huai cried out, like losing his mother's milk swallow, a cry than a desperate sound.

Sitting on the ground in the class, whispering something, like losing his reason. Rong Rong grabbed her clenched hand and opened her finger little by little, only to find that her palm was already bloody, I don't know when it was broken by her nails, and the flesh was sticky and shocking.

"I didn't use it..."

Rong Rong listened to what Ban said again. He held her cold palm and said with a firm voice: "Do not blame you, this is not your fault." He looked back and looked at the royal doctor who was kneeling outside. "Counter The hand was hurt."

Yun Qingdi reacted and waved the doctor to come over. "Be careful, don't hurt the county owner."

The royal doctor saw the life of the class and died, and when the heart was really mixed, when he heard the order of the emperor, he suddenly returned to God: "Yes." When he saw who was holding the main wrist of Fule County, he was surprised. I looked at Rong Rong and looked down at the wound from the palm of my hand.

"Your Majesty," after the treatment of the wounds of the class, Rong Rong went to the front of Yunqing Emperor and bowed down. "We are now in front of many people, ruining the famous festival of the county, and the ministers are willing to marry the county. Take the name of the whole county."

Yunqing Emperor and the Queen heard a glimpse of it, and suddenly remembered that the room was carrying the class of the sergeant, and also said that he was the prince of the class. This is a matter of expediency. It is not true, but today there is a female **** of the Imperial Medical Palace. If it is transmitted, it is really unhelpful to the reputation of the class.

"Jun Po, I know that you are a gentleman, can't bear to ruin the women's festival, just..." Yun Qingdi looked at the family members who were in grief. "Marriage is a big thing, you don't have to grieve yourself."

He Rongrong knows how much he is admired by his daughter's family in the capital. It is not difficult for such a child to want to marry a woman with a unique character. A woman like Banyan is afraid that he is not like him. of.

Because of the fear of the woman's famous festival, I asked for it. Such a man is indeed a rare gentleman.

"The county is kind and lovely, and the minister of the magistrate is the master of the county. It is the fortune of the minister." Rong Rong Chao Yun Qing emperor took a bowing ceremony. "Please kneel down with the goddess to make this big media for the micro-community." ”

Yun Qingdi secretly feels in his heart, the gentleman is like a room, this kind of speech is the face of the woman, so that people can't pick the slightest mistake, even though he and the queen know that Rong Rong does not like it, right now. I can’t say anything.

"You wait, wait for the princess..."

Yun Qing’s throat was moving, and he couldn’t speak with red eyes. He has the heart to find a wishful prince for Banyan, but at this moment, he can't open this mouth, and the class is afraid of not talking about marriage.

The people of the Ministry of Rites came and went. It seems that there are other people coming and going. The classmates will only listen to the instructions of the emperor, even the emperor said, let the Princess of the Great Princess set up in the palace, funeral etiquette. When the regulation was only a little lower than the regulations of the Queen Mother, the class members did not show much joy on their faces. They are like children who are not only a matter of fact, Yun Qingdi said what is what, no doubt.

The more they are like this, the more Yunqing Emperor is, the aunt is for his death. If the aunt does not come forward, then the person lying in the hall is him, not the aunt.

The more he thought about it, the more he was given the funeral ceremony that Dachanggong hosted. According to the funeral etiquette of the Queen Mother, it is generally necessary to stop the spirit for twenty-seven days, be overcrowded, and the country must keep filial piety for six months. Yun Qingdi wants to follow the rules of the Queen Mother, but there is no precedent to follow. In desperation, he can only do it according to the highest regulations on the funeral ceremony of the princess.

For twenty-four days of stopping the spirit, the official of the city of the city, whoever has more than three products, will come to the Princess of the Great Princess to cry. The whole country will keep the filial piety for three months. Don’t drink alcohol and have fun. If there is a person who is out of the way, he must be severely punished.

The whole great cause knows that the Princess of the Great Princess died in order to save the car, so no one has long eyes to make a remark in front of the emperor. There are also some talented scholars who gave the book to the Princess of the Great Princess. Some people praised her for being loyal, some praised her righteousness, and all kinds of beautiful praises were placed on the Princess.

In the past, the quiet Jingting Houfu, these days seem to have been silenced, no matter what the rumors spread outside, nor did they say a word.

"Counter," Chang Hao made three big gifts to the class. "The old slaves are under the command of the Highness, and they are served by the county owner."

“Normally,” Ban Yi personally picked up Chang Hao, and his eyes were red and swollen. “Grandma, her old man, have you said anything?”

Chang Hao looked at the county owner who had lost a lot of money in front of him. He smiled gratifiedly: "Your Highness said that you are the most like her. She hopes that you will live as if she were young, free and happy."

Banyan walked to the window and looked at the white paper lanterns hanging outside the yard. His voice was hoarse and hoarse: "When grandmother is young, she must be very beautiful."

"Yeah," Chang Hao picked up a cloak and put it on the shoulders of Banyan. "The slaves heard that before His Highness was not married, he was the most beautiful person in the great cause. He wanted to ask her to be a family member. Arranged to the west of the city."

Banyan’s lips trembled: “I am not as good as my grandmother.”

"No, you are very good." Chang Yi Cihe looked at the class, "as good as His Royal Highness."

The class looked at the window, and after a long time, said: "It's snowing again."

Chang Hao looked at the white courtyard, silently standing next to the class, not making a statement.

Shortly after New Year's Eve, Princess Dachang was buried and sent to the funeral road, which was filled with the road sacrifices made by the capitals.

The Princess Mausoleum was built long ago. After her death, she finally lie with her favorite Hummer.

When you are different, you die in the same hole. May the two be loved and lingering in the world, never separated.

Banyan bowed to the mausoleum with three prayers and nine ceremonies. Every one of her heads was very heavy. The dull sound was like her longing for her grandmother. Even if she refused, she could only look at the gorgeous but buried. In the middle of the unpopular mausoleum.

"Closed!"

At the moment when the gate of the mausoleum was closed, the organs in countless tombs made a creaking sound, and the class looked at everything in front of them, letting the snow fall to the top.

"Cousin, please mourn." After wearing the plain-served Prince, he walked behind the class, and he let the **** behind him hold an umbrella for the class, covering her with the snow floating above her head. "My grandmother is in the spirit of heaven, I hope you will live. Ok, not for her sadness."

"Prince cousin," Ban Yi looked back at the Prince, and he took a long while, "Thank you."

The prince knew that she had not listened to her words at all, and had to say to her, "The snow is getting bigger and bigger, go back."

The class slammed his mouth and strode to the tombstone. He wiped the snow on the tombstone with his hand and whispered: "Grandma, I will often come to see you and my grandfather in the future. You are living in the underground, waiting... When you find you later the next day, don’t be disgusted."

"His Royal Highness," Rong Rong walked over to the Prince with an umbrella. After a ritual to the Prince, he walked toward the class.

Ban Yi was wearing filial clothes, and the face was not applied. Even the hair was fixed with a silver plaque into a hair bun, and there were no other ornaments. Rong Rong put the umbrella on the ground, took off the plain white cloak and put it on the Banyan, and then picked up the umbrella on the ground to support the top of the Banyan: "Counter."

“Rong Bo,” Ban Yi rubbed his eyes. “How come you?”

"See the county owner wearing a thin standing in the snow, Rongmou will come over and see," Rong Rong paused. "Your family is waiting for you there."

The class returned and saw the father and mother who were standing not far away, and the younger brother. The original cold heart gradually warmed up. She blessed her for her blessing. "Thank you for your grandfather."

She walked out of the umbrella and flew away towards the class.

Rong Rong quietly watched her leave, then got under her mother's umbrella, and looked back at the tombstone with a thin layer of snow, and reached out and gently licked the layer of snow, back. One step, put down the umbrella and bowed to the tombstone.

"Sister, what are you looking at?" Ban Heng noticed that Banyan stopped and worried that she was still sad and reached out and held her sleeve. "You are careful."

Banyan looked at the man who was yelling at the grandmother in the snow, taking back his gaze and whispering: "Well, we must be careful."

His Royal Highness Princess is dead. For many people, this is not a big deal, but for some people, it is a happy thing.

Because there is no big princess, the class has lost their reliance. People who have been subjected to classwork are beginning to move around. However, on the third day after the burial of the Princess Dachang, there was a will in the palace. The Jinfeng class Huai was a quiet pavilion and enjoyed the county king.

After the Princess Dachang went, the emperor was saddened to go to the third day, even on the day when the Princess Dachang was buried, she could not stand. The talents who wanted to retaliate against the class were awakened. The Princess of the Great Princess died for the sake of the present. As long as the Jiang family wants to face, as long as the class members do not commit the sin of the Nine, then the emperor and the next generation of emperors must be kind to the family.

The assassination case ended in the death of the big princess, but the behind-the-scenes ambassador of the assassination case has not yet been found. His wrath is furious, and his life must be strictly investigated. At the same time, the garrison commander and deputy commander are severely rigorous. Punish.

“Is it detected?” Yun Qingdi thought that the people who were waiting around could even kill himself. He couldn’t sleep well. After checking the harem several times, he still didn’t feel relieved until the behind-the-scenes of the assassination. The person was taken out of the water.