The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

The emperor returned from the royal palace to the palace with the body of the emperor. After the two imperial orders, the first thing was to order the inner court guard to be in the Ming, and the royal guard to be in the dark. . Therefore, they dare not blink their eyes.

Ye Qingying dyed her thin lips into a line, silent for a moment, looking at Ye Tianyi, "What do you think?"

"It can't be Skyfire!" Ye Tianyi said in a deep voice.

Ye Qingran sneered, "Skyfire is there, but there must be enough heat and heat support to ignite the skyfire, there can be no spiritual hall in the Zhenwu Temple. Unless artificial."

"But it's raining outside!" Ye Tianyi said: "How do people do it? How do you explain it?"

"This rain just started to rain. Such a slight rain just borrowed the east wind." Ye Qingran said: "Others can't do it, it's incredible, but some people can do it, and it's seamless."

Ye Tianyi pursed her lips, looked outside the temple, and stopped talking.

"Emperor, do you extinguish the fire? If you don't extinguish it, you're all done." The head of the inner court guard said with a white face.

Ye Qingran's fists clenched, his forehead twitching, and he seemed to suppress the tumbling anger, and his voice became more calm.

"Yes!" The man responded quickly and left the Emperor's Dormitory.

"Imperishable to let the two emperor teachers' coffins work like this?" Ye Tianyi turned around and asked.

"Hundreds of people saw it in the rain, and suddenly it started to rain. They all thought it was skyfire. What could the emperor's identity be there? Can we do it without half of it?" Ye Qingran's face was frosted, "You can only let him do it!"

Ye Tianyi lip, no longer speak.

"Come here, tell me to go down and drive the Zhenwu Palace." Ye Qingran ordered to the outside world.

People outside quickly prepared.

Ye Qing dyed the bed, Yan Mo immediately came in and waited for him, and within a moment, he was lifted up to Yuyong, and he quickly went to the Zhenwu Temple.

Ye Qingran sat on the jade dragon, his face calm and abnormal. Yesterday he sent ten beauties in order to make them unhappy, and today the Zhenwu Temple caught fire. He looked at the smoky rain in front of him, and his eyes were covered with a layer of ice, okay, well!

Yuling came to the Zhenwu Temple, and everyone fell to his knees, and his voice trembled, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"The Emperor Master soared, although the fetal flesh and bones were abandoned, but they can no longer be contaminated by the dust and dirt. Now that Skyfire has collected the corpse for him, he is instructed by God and do not need to panic. Everyone retreats and sends the Emperor Master." Ye Qingran The voice is low.

From the moment when the night light came, the crowd saw his unusually calm and calm look, and immediately felt relieved. Now, listening to what he said, this explanation can't be more reasonable. They all shouted, "Give the Emperor Master!"

The Empress Dowager opened her mouth and tried not to say anything.

At this moment, suddenly a gust of wind blew, the drizzle was beaten, the wind entangled the fire, and rushed into the sky. It seemed that the night light dyed the sentence, and everyone retreated in horror.

I just watched the Lingtang being engulfed by fire.

"Emperor Master!" Ye Qingnuan woke up yesterday until he was comatose. As soon as he woke up, he got the news that the Lingtai was on fire. He hurriedly came and saw that the coffins were burning, and his face changed. Lingtai ran.

"Stop her!" Ye Qingran said with a deep voice.

Ye Qing warmed her body too fast, and the Yinwei couldn't stop her. Seeing that she was about to rush into the fire, Ye Tianyi dragged her quickly, and she was ten feet away from Lingtai in an instant.

"How could it catch fire, let me pass, the two emperors and masters are dead, and they can't even save the bones..." Ye Qingnuan coma, and the eyes that were hard to recover from day to night reddened again, and the tears came out, crying Struggling.

"Shut up!" Ye Qingran drank coldly, repeating what was just said, "Emperor Master soared, although the fetal bones and bones were abandoned, but they can no longer be contaminated by the dust and dirt. Now that Skyfire has collected his corpse, it is God's instructions, who If it is blocked, it is disrespectful to the Emperor Tianshen."

Ye Qing's body shivered, turning back to look at Ye Qing's cold face, "Brother!"

"Kneel down and give the Emperor the Master!" Ye Qingran ordered her.

Ye Qingnuan bit her lip and woke up to Ye Qingqing's cold eyes, waking up suddenly, "Pun Tong" knelt on the ground with a dumb throat and said, "Heart warmly sent to the emperor."

Ye Qingran stopped looking at her, and looked at the burning hall, Shen and Jing, cold and lingering.

Everyone in the Emperor's Dormitory was silent, only hearing the crackling sound of the burning coffin, and there was also a sizzling sound inside.

After an hour, the hall was burned to ashes, and the coffin was turned to ashes. What everyone saw was a pile of ashes.

The corpses and ashes of the two emperors were mixed in paper ash and wood ash, and they could not distinguish clearly.

"Since today is the emperor's choice to bury himself, then he doesn't have to wait for the 7th burial!" Ye Qingran said with a deep voice: "Come here, pack up the ashes of the emperor, and the officials of the military and martial arts will immediately leave the city with me and sprinkle the ashes into Yulong Mountain , Seeing off for the emperor's teacher, sheltering me forever.

"Yes!" Someone quickly went to collect the ash pile in the wooden box.

The funeral ceremony that had been prepared in the palace had been waiting for seven days, but now they are all ready now.

At one hour, Ye Qingran sat on the jade dragon, leading the civil and military officials to Yulong Mountain. The attendant was holding a wooden box, filled with ash, and pulled out a mile long to send the funeral team.

The people in Beijing and China had long been informed that Tianhuo had collected the dead and everyone had been talking strangely, and all ran from the house to the street to watch.

On this day, the capital was very lively, and the ashes of the Emperor Yeshi were scattered on the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Of course, it is also doped with wood ash paper ash, which can no longer be distinguished.

On this day, no one went to Rongwang Mansion to disturb. Ye Qingran did not send people to Rongwang Mansion.

The drizzle was uninterrupted and the ground was wet. In the early spring of the resurgence of all things, all kinds of scenes were gently scrubbed.

Yun Qianyue heard in the room that Ye Qingran did not tell people to extinguish the fire, but let the fire burn, and watched the hall ashes, and immediately sent the emperor's burial, and the ashes were sprinkled on Yulong Mountain. And I feel that from now on, it will really be inseparable, and never die.

Ye Qingran clearly knew that Rong Jing did it, even if there was no evidence, but she knew it for many years.

Rong Jing also knew that although his shot was seamless, Ye Qingran would know that he had never planned to pretend he didn't know.

The royal family and the royal palace, the night is lightly dyed and the scenery is beautiful. It's already unacceptable.

Yun Qianyue stood in front of the window and looked out of the window. The purple bamboo forest looked very delicate in the vicissitudes because of the thin rain. She thought that there was no such place in the world except the Rongwang Mansion. Just watching it made people happy.

She didn't know how long she stood, only to see a white figure coming out of the study, but he didn't go immediately, but stood at the door of the study and looked at the thin rain curtain in front of her, the picturesque face was completely clear Magnificent.

Yun Qiangyue's gaze turned from the purple bamboo forest to the entrance of the study. The man was a scenery. From where he was, the scenery was the best background in the world in his eyes.

Rong Jing stood at the door of the study for a moment, and seemed to perceive Yun Qiangyue's sight and looked towards the room.

The window was open, the gauze fluttered, the drapery was shaken, and the face that woke up was in the drizzle, with a kind of cold tenderness.

Rong Jing paused, suddenly reaching for his forehead and whispered: "Today we should know the word "outstanding beauty."

Yun Qianyue looked at him, and suddenly the corner of his mouth ticked.

Rong Jing walked into the room and came to the window. Yun Qianyue turned back to look at him. He flicked his coolness, hugged her from behind, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Yun Qianyue didn't expect that the first sentence he just came in was to ask this, his face was red, and he was annoyed: "It's not the first time, what hurts?"

Rong Jing pressed her neck and blamed herself a little, "You finally passed out..."

Yun Qianyue's brain buzzed, and nothing could make her feel like a fire. She stared at him with beautiful eyes, "I don't blame you..."

"Yes, blame me." Rong Jing sighed, "You are my curse."

"Let the woman read the joke!" Yun Qianyue said annoyedly: "When you see her again, you must laugh at me, I don't know how long she will be teased."

"Relax, you won't make fun of it. You must have experienced such a thing. After all, Dad is not a vegetarian." Rong Jingdao said.

Yun Qianyue glared at him, "You can tell." The words fell, and he looked at him amusedly, "How does it feel to be feverish?"

"I didn't feel hot, but I felt very cheerful." Rong Jing murmured lowly, kissing her neck, seeing Ruxue's neck covered with fine kiss marks, his eyes deepened.

Yun Qianyue pushed him away, "Do you still want to get fever?"

Rong Jing let go of her and said softly, "Let's eat! Let's go to the soil after dinner, don't you want to plant peonies?"

"Good!" Yun Qingyue nodded, peonies are naturally to be planted.

Qing Shang put on a meal, and Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue took the meal. After the meal, the two went out.

Qingshang, Linglian, Yixue, Qingquan, etc. had long been informed that Shizi and Shizi were going to plant peonies, so they started early and removed the jasper and precious things in the yard and cleaned them up extremely cleanly , Only a few picks and shovel left.

Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue went together and started to loosen the soil.

Qingshang and others knew that the two wanted to plant by themselves, and they didn't help. They only watched aside, and occasionally beat them.

Yun Qianyue looked at Ling Lian and Yi Xue and asked, "How are Hualuo and Canglan?"

"The injury was too heavy. I just woke up yesterday and couldn't get out of bed." Ling Lian said, "but it's not a big deal. Both of these days, Yao Lao personally took medicine to treat their injuries."

"It's good to stay there!" Yun Qingyue nodded, thinking of the messy Cangting from Tianling Mountain in the southwest of Beijing, and asked, "Where is Cangting now? Is there any new trend in Tianling Mountain in the southwest?"