Gyeongbokgung Palace was Zhao Heng’s favorite palace. He spent almost all his days of illness here. Everyone thought it was the most appropriate place to place a mourning hall. Zhao Miaoyuan and Zhao Zhen knelt in front of the huge coffin in silence, and watched in the breeze.

Under the blowing of the candlelight, it casts a distorted phantom on the spiritual throne.

People believe that a person should go home to visit within three days after death, so their children wait in the mourning hall, waiting for his soul to return. Relatives and friends stay with him every night until the body is buried in the coffin. No one is not afraid of such things as a wake.

After all, a dead person is lying in a coffin, and the living person is outside waiting for his soul to return.

Zhao Miaoyuan's body was trembling slightly, like a frightened kitten. Zhao Zhen looked at her and said helplessly: "If you're afraid, just go back. It's the same for me to wait here alone."

Zhao Miaoyuan quickly shook his head and said: "No! I also have to guard here."

Seeing her pretending to be firm, Zhao Zhen nodded and said, "That's right. If the official comes back and sees me here alone, I have no choice but to go to Changle Palace to look for you. It's better to stay here!"

"Ah~! How old are you, Sixth Brother, and you still want to scare me!" Zhao Miaoyuan was startled by Zhao Zhen's words, and stretched out his hand to give him a series of pink punches.

Zhao Zhen shrugged his shoulders: "I think you are afraid to adjust the atmosphere. There are only two of us in this hall, and it will be boring just sitting there?"

"Scare! How dare you say such words before my father's coffin?!"

"What's the point? Don't forget that my father likes us to be extravagant. He doesn't like being rigid and conservative!"

Seeing Zhao Zhen sitting cross-legged on the futon indifferently, Zhao Miaoyuan beat his sore knees and sat down too. Chen Lin slowly walked over from the side hall, "Guan family, eldest princess, here is the best red date and ginseng soup.

Have a drink to warm yourself up!"

Huh? Zhao Zhen looked at Chen Lin in surprise. This old guy never smiled. How could he be so considerate tonight?

Zhao Zhen and Zhao Miaoyuan took the ginseng soup that Chen Lin had "tasted" and drank it slowly. Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly. After becoming the emperor, all the meals were leftovers from others. Are there so many people who want to kill the emperor?

Not successful?

Red date and ginseng soup is the most suitable drink for repelling cold and nourishing on such a cold winter night. After drinking less than half of the bowl, Zhao Zhen felt warm and almost hiccupped. Zhao Miaoyuan on the side drank it all like a greedy cat, and Zhao Zhen drank it.

He handed the half bowl in his hand to her.

Chen Lin was tidying up the cage at the side, and after a while of clinking, she took out a bowl of mutton soup. There was actually a layer of oily mutton soup floating in it, and there were vegetables that were rare to see in winter floating in it.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help but move his fingers. In winter, a bowl of mutton soup is soothing. Chen Lin walked slowly with the mutton soup. In Zhao Zhen's expectant eyes, she placed the mutton soup in front of the memorial tablet and placed it respectfully.

He saluted and said: "Guan family, this old slave has brought you mutton soup!"

Zhao Zhen and Zhao Miaoyuan remained silent. What their father wanted to eat most when he was seriously ill was this bowl of mutton soup. However, Chen Tongzhi was discovered by the queen after feeding him only two spoons. Not only was Chen Tong demoted to the palace as a minister, but his father was also

He didn't even drink the mutton soup, which was probably his biggest regret!

"The official family will have an early rest, and the old slave has retired." Chen Lin, who usually had a straight back, stooped and walked out of the palace. Zhao Zhen watched him leave. His father's death was the biggest blow to him.

Zhao Miaoyuan whispered from the side: "Master Chen has aged a lot all of a sudden."

"That's right! His vitality is gone. A person must have an obsession while living. Chen Lin's obsession is her father. If her father is doing well, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her!"

Only the Zhao Zhen brother and sister were left in the hall. After drinking the ginseng soup, the two of them were inevitably sleepy. The empty hall seemed unusually quiet, with only the silver charcoal burning in the charcoal basin crackling and popping from time to time.

Woo~! A cry of cold wind blew the candlelight to the side, and the icy chill invaded and poured into the back of his neck. Zhao Miaoyuan was so frightened that he hid in Zhao Zhen's arms and shivered.

"The queen is here, come in quickly, the cold wind outside is freezing!" Zhao Zhen said without raising his head. Zhao Miaoyuan in his arms looked up in surprise. At this time, the queen should be resting in the palace.

Why do you come to the mourning hall at night after you have worked so hard during the day?

"Yi'er knows that I'm here?" Liu E strolled forward and knelt in front of Zhao Heng's memorial tablet. When she stood up and saw the bowl of mutton soup, she sighed slightly: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have stopped the officials.

This bowl of mutton soup was his favorite food, and he didn't let the officials eat it whole before leaving."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "This is sent by Chen Daguan. If the official comes back, maybe he can eat some."

His words made the atmosphere in the hall become more and more strange. Zhao Miaoyuan looked at Zhao Zhen and then turned to Liu E. She vaguely felt that there was an ulterior secret between the two.

Liu E turned around and sat down on the futon beside her. She looked at Zhao Miaoyuan's delicate little face and smiled slightly: "Miaoyuan is getting more and more beautiful. I don't know which lucky boy will be able to marry you in the future. Oh! I remember it.

Is that the little fat guy named Cai Boqi?"

Zhao Miaoyuan twisted the corner of her clothes. This was the first time she was teased by the queen. She was nervous and shy, but she still nodded: "Ms. Qi, Miaoyuan and Cai Boyi have promised each other for life..."

"Nonsense!" The queen's scolding made Zhao Miaoyuan's heart rise to her throat, but what she said next left her dumbfounded, "You have to ask the officials to handle this kind of thing for you. How can a woman decide her whole life privately? Your father

Daxing, your eldest brother is your father! If you like the boy from the Cai family, just ask the officials to send someone to take care of it."

"Has your Majesty agreed?!" Zhao Miaoyuan asked tentatively.

"Of course! I'm not afraid of your jokes. I have experienced much more with the officials than you, and I know the difficulties. In order to avoid Taizong's expulsion, I hid everywhere, and the officials also spent a lot of time on me..."

Liu E's eyes became blurred, as if she had returned to the passionate years.

Zhao Miaoyuan asked curiously: "What happened next?!"

"Later?" Liu E showed a sweet smile and turned to look at Zhao Zhen, "Later, lovers will eventually get married! Your father's favorite sentence is this: lovers will eventually get married! Yi'er told the empress this

What’s the whole sentence like?”

Zhao Zhen nodded: "The original sentence is: There will be no separation forever, and we will always be together forever. I hope that all the lovers in the world will become married. Another way to say it is, I lament that it is difficult for real men and women in the world to be close friends, and I hope that all lovers in the world will eventually get married.

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Liu E was moved by the poems in Romance of the West Chamber. After thinking about it for a long time, she sighed: "I like the first sentence, but the second sentence is too sad. It's hard for a real man and woman to be close friends... There is nothing more tragic than this in the world!"

As expected, it was Liu E who was highly educated in literature. He could understand the meaning in just two sentences. Zhao Zhen nodded, "Have you already made your decision to come here?"

Liu E smiled slightly: "Of course! Your father pities me so much, how can I let his good intentions go down the drain? What's more, the officials are so helpful!"

Zhao Zhen shook his head: "I don't want to help you. It would be better for me if you left, wouldn't it?"

"Geez! Don't pretend to be a stone-hearted official. I know who you are better than anyone else! You are a kind person, but you have to put on the coat of a fox and put on the claws of a dragon.

Listen to my advice, the aristocratic families cannot be touched, the foundation of the Song Dynasty lies with them!"

Zhao Zhen took out a small red medicine bottle from his arms and handed it to Liu E and said, "Don't worry, I have my own way!"

Zhao Miaoyuan asked curiously: "What is this?"

"This is a medicine to relieve depression!" Liu E looked at the small red medicine bottle with blurred eyes. The porcelain glaze turned bright red under the candlelight. She turned to Zhao Zhen and smiled: "Are you really not going to compromise?"

"Of course! The Song Dynasty will never compromise, and neither will the officials!"
Chapter completed!