Luoyang Brocade

Tai Sun Yi Jiang Rong Yue Xiang Xiao Yu.

The birth of Emperor Xuan Sun also brought a bit of sadness, and the Prince’s House was quiet.

According to the regulations in the palace, the funeral of Tai Sunjun was quite grand. All officials in the capital personally led the family to squat.

The emperor and Yan Wang, who were far away from the palace, quickly learned of this bad news.

I was immersed in the emperor who asked the longevity, and after listening to the news that Sun Hao was dying of dying, he was quite a bit sorry. However, he is both a child and an elder, and he has not personally swayed the door. I only told Ding Gong’s generation to go to the Prince’s House.

Yan Wang was quite sad and sorry: "I didn't expect Tai Sun to go. The father, the minister wants to go to the Prince's House to condolence, and see the grandson can comfort him."

The emperor nodded and answered.

Yan Wang just left, Wei Xianzhen also came.

"The emperor, the courtiers stunned the loss of Sun Sui's death, and the heart was sorrowful." Wei Xianyu wiped his eyes with a scorpion, his eyes red and said: "Chen Chen should have personally traveled to the Prince's House, and he was worried about the emperor. No one cares. When I think about it, I have to send the female officer around me to go."

The emperor sighed: "Alright, let the people around you go to hang on your behalf, but also counted your heart."

Wei Xian thanked him for his retreat.

After returning to the palace, he ordered Ling Jing to come over: "Auntie, you will return to the capital city on my behalf, and go to the Prince's House to mourn. I can't catch up tonight, I will stay in Lingfu for one night, and I will not return tomorrow." late."

Ling Jingyi has been stunned since the death of Jiang Rongyue. I always feel that everything I hear in my ears seems to be separated by a layer, and I can’t really hear it.

She nodded silently and even forgot her thanks.

Wei Xianzhen will not put this little thing in his heart. Seeing Ling Jing’s unsettled look, he couldn’t help but sigh: “Don’t say that you feel uncomfortable, that is, I’ve been slowing down now. A young girl who is so cute is gone in a blink of an eye. It is really embarrassing."

Poor children, when they are born, they have no mother.

In the future, the Emperor Sun will definitely be another. When the new Taisun is over the door, it is rare to have children. The son left by Jiang Rongyue will not know what fate will be in the future.

Born in the royal family, it is both fortunate and the greatest misfortune under the sun. Without the care of the mother, the road ahead will be very difficult.

With this in mind, Wei Xian’s heart was awkward.

Ling Jing’s mood is low and he has no heart to talk. While listening to Wei Xian's groaning, Jiang Rongyue's face emerged from his mind.

When she first saw it, Jiang Rongyue’s sweet and lovely, left a deep impression on her. After that, although there were not many people coming and going, they were also harmonious.

The last time I met, it was actually not very pleasant. However, standing in the position of Jiang Rongyue, it is understandable to do so.

For a few months, what I heard was the sad news of Jiang Rongyue’s dying. At the same time that people are sad, they can not help but give birth to the shackles of redness and thinness.

At this time, the Emperor Sun, my heart must be very sad!

Ling Jingyi deliberately wore a plain dress, no fat powder, and only a white jade on his head.

The carriage galloped and arrived at the Prince's House in the evening.

The next person in Prince Edward House is dressed in mourning and looks sad.

The people who came to the condolences did not stop from the beginning of the morning. The guards who stood at the door greeted the tired legs and the muscles on their faces were stiff.

When I saw the carriage with the mark in the palace, I didn’t dare to neglect it, and I greeted it from afar.

A beautiful girl in a plain dress got out of the carriage.

The tube was in advance, and it quickly reacted. Going forward: "The slave has seen the female officer." Ling Jingyi once accompanied Ling Xiao several times, and most of the governors in the Prince’s house knew her.

Ling Jingwei came here to replace Wei Xianyu. The identity is different. The shelf is to be put out. Slightly nodded, Wen Yan said: "I came to the condolences of the sages of the sages, please take me to the mourning hall."

In the heart of the matter, he rushed and led Ling Jing into the Prince’s House.

The mourning hall is located in the front hall of the Prince's House.

It is white when it comes to the eye. There are so many people coming and going, but no one is jealous. When everyone walks, they also intentionally or unconsciously put their footsteps on their feet, as if they were afraid of heavy footsteps and disturbed the people who sleep peacefully in the coffin.

Ling Jing broke into the hall, the first thing I saw was the heavy coffin.

Also, the empress grandson standing on the edge of the coffin.

In the past, the glamorous teenager, who witnessed the temperament of the temperament, witnessed the death of his wife. The whole person was shrouded in silence and sorrow, and the figure was desolate.

He didn't look at anyone, just stood by the coffin and looked at the woman lying in the coffin.

Jiang Rongyue died of postpartum blood collapse. Before entering the coffin, it had already been wiped clean and replaced with clean clothing. At this time, lying quietly in the coffin, just like sleeping, the face is serene.

Ling Jing’s heart is so heavy that he can’t tell the uncomfortable feelings.

She took a deep breath and should have left immediately after hanging up. Looking at the appearance of the emperor's mourning is greater than the death of the heart, and I can't bear it in my heart. I walked to the emperor's grandson and whispered: "The deceased has been paralyzed, and please ask the grandson of the grandson."

The familiar voice was introduced into the ear of the Emperor Sun.

The emperor, who has been standing still, finally got some reaction.

He looked up slightly and looked at Ling Jing with a glance.

I haven’t said anything all day, his nephew is very dry and his voice is low and dumb: "You are here."

"Yes." Ling Jing 姝 铁 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石 石I don’t want His Holiness to be depressed. I hope that His Royal Highness will cheer up as soon as possible, and don’t let the people around him and those who care about His Highness worry."

In the past, Huang Taisun may sway for the "hearted person" to float. At this moment, there is no reaction, nod and no longer speak.

Ling Jingyi did not say much, and after a trip, he turned and left.

The empress of the emperor was sad again, and she could not turn her back to care for comfort. If she is too concerned about her performance, it would be awkward to ask the emperor to misunderstand her position to replace Jiang Rongyue.

Ling Jingyu left too much.

When Emperor Sun was a little cheered up, it was discovered that Ling Jingyi had disappeared.

The emperor Sun’s already cold heart is getting more and more desolate. Ling Jing has always been like this, always knowing exactly what to do. Never heart.

He turned his head silently and his eyes returned to the face of Jiang Rongyue. It was not until this moment that he was surprised that he had lost something.

What he lost is the woman who loves him the most in the world.

In the future, there will be no second woman who loves him like this! To be continued.