What was even more horrifying was that King Yi once again ordered all the palace residents of Xuanning Palace and Qiuliao Palace to be buried with him. At dusk that day, the sound of crying in the palace was loud, and flocks of crows flew back and forth in the sky of the two palaces.

From time to time, he would hold his neck and let out a hoarse cry of "Gah——", which made people's hair stand on end. The chamberlain Jia carried out corpses wrapped in white cloth and put them into crude cypress coffins. The scene——

---It’s really hard to describe!

Suddenly, everyone inside and outside the palace, both above and below, was in danger, wishing they could hold their heads and crawl into the sand dunes to protect themselves. Of course, people were frightened and frightened by King Zhou Yi's violence. Only the prince

exception.

Ji Hu is already eleven years old and has learned a lot in the past few years. In addition, he has learned all the behind-the-scenes things from Zhao Bohu. He only has two words to say about this bloody storm in the palace -

So happy! In his opinion, his mother is the most innocent person, okay? These bitches, either to compete for favor, to vent their personal anger, or even to covet the position of queen, brutally murdered the Queen of Zhou, shouldn’t they?

Got retribution?

With red eyes, he knelt before the spirit every day, bowed and worshiped, cried and threw the basin into the spirit. He only slept for two hours every day, and his eye sockets were sunken. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and fainted in the mourning hall.

Zhao Bohu couldn't stand it anymore and said to King Zhou Yi: "Your Majesty, it's been almost a month and it's time for a big funeral. If this continues, you and the prince will not be able to stand it anymore. The past is gone, and the living ones are gone.

You have to take good care of yourself!"

Ji Xiemu nodded blankly, agreeing.

Tomorrow is the day of the official funeral, and Ji Hu feels both relieved and painfully reluctant to leave. Originally, he wanted to spend the last night for his mother, but Zhao Bohu and Wei He both persuaded him to go back to the East Palace to rest and wait until tomorrow.

Have the physical strength to bear it.

Walking on the corridor leading to the East Palace, Ji Hu felt top-heavy, and every foot seemed to be stepping on cotton. Wei He tried to help him, but he pushed him away, and he cursed in his heart: What a stubborn temper!

It was getting late, and the bright moon hung high above the head like a mirror, and the moonlight streamed down like silver. There was a candle burning in the corner of the side hall beside the main hall, and there was a faint sound of suppressed sobs, and a petite and graceful shadow appeared on the window paper, which seemed to be twitching.

Although it was just a shadow, Ji Hu recognized it as his younger sister Bo Ji at a glance.

Unconsciously, he turned on his heels and pushed the door open gently. Boji seemed to be frightened and stood up suddenly, like a frightened rabbit. There was nothing in the room except a little rabbit in the middle.

Inside the dark coffin, there was paper money burning in a copper bowl in front of the coffin. The gray-white embers were picked up by the wind when the door opened and floated in the air for a long time before falling.

"Boji, you------" Ji Hu felt sorry for her sister. She wanted to comfort her but didn't know how to say it. In the end, she had to say without any new ideas: "Don't be sad anymore. People die like lamps. It's better to grieve."

!”

Although Boji was only nine years old, she seemed to have grown up suddenly. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she slowly said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Boji and her mother Yiji are both despicable people. After death,

It’s not a pity. The prince’s status is precious, so he must not burden my mother and daughter!”

When Ji Hu heard this, he clenched his fists tightly. Anger gathered around his body, and the anger between his brows became more and more intense: "What do you mean by saying that? Didn't Yi Ji's death come from her own fault? My mother has allowed her to leave the cold palace, and she can still do so in the future.

I went to my husband's country with you, but she still came up with this vicious plan to assassinate my mother! Boji, even if you don't miss your mother's kindness in raising you, you should still know the right and wrong, right?"

Bo Ji bit her lips tightly, turned back to look at Yi Ji's coffin, with tears in her eyes: "I only have eyes for my biological mother who died in vain, and I can't hold anyone else in mind! Your Highness, although you lost your mother, you still have the love of your father."

Yi Zhong, I have my good friend Master around me, and my brothers and sisters are all relying on you, but besides my biological mother, who else can I rely on? Now that she is gone, the relationship between you and me as brother and sister has been severed. From now on, His Highness the Crown Prince will be with you.

I am only a king and a minister!"

Ji Hu angrily fluttered his sleeves and slammed the door out. Behind him came the sound of Bo Ji crying loudly. Wei He caught up with a lantern and persuaded: "Your Highness, Princess Bo Ji is still young. When she grows up, she will

Understood!"

"Impossible," Ji Hu's anger gradually subsided, and a burst of desolation filled his heart: "I feel the pain of losing my mother! That's all, don't force it!"

The sound of bells and drums rang, and the sound of clouds resounded through the sky. A hearse pulled by eight horses carried the queen's coffin, followed by an endless convoy of hundreds of vehicles pulling small coffins for burials. Groups of palace maids followed on both sides.

The servants, princes, grandsons and officials left the palace in a mighty manner. The motorcade was sent out of the city gate amidst the deafening cries of the people of Haojing and walked towards the wilderness to the west. There was the gathering place for the tombs of the Western Zhou royal family.

According to regulations, the queen was to be buried with the Zhou king and his wife, but Fan Ji died first, so she was destined to have a different burial site. What surprised the funeral procession, especially the princes of the Ji family, was that Zhou Yi King Ji Xie actually came to the funeral in person. Originally

The husband is the wife's guide, and the queen's burial only requires the presence of the prince and other princes. King Zhou Yi's move can be regarded as arrogance, but he has been very violent recently, and no one dares to say no.

After killing Tailao and three animals to offer sacrifices to heaven, it was time for the queen's coffin to be sent to the underground palace. Prince Ji Hu was already crying uncontrollably. Huang Ying and Meng Jiang were also leaning forward and backward. If it were not for the maid to support them, they would definitely not be able to stand. Unexpectedly, Ji Hu

Xie actually did something earth-shattering. He rushed forward and grabbed the thick wooden roller carrying the coffin, and shouted: "Aji, you wait here for Gu! Gu will come to accompany you soon,

Ahji------wuwuwu, Dalang won't let you wait alone in this dark place for long, don't worry------"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed. This was a very ominous statement! Duke Zhao of Zhou and his servant Jia dragged King Zhou Yi out of the underground palace.

Queen Fanji was finally laid to rest, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the dark clouds hanging over Haojing had finally dispersed. Unexpectedly, King Zhou Yi's performance gave people a blow.

On the second day after returning to the palace, King Zhou Yi, who was sitting on a creaking chariot in the long and narrow corridor, looked ashen-faced. The chamberlain Jia next to him was holding a dark tray, with a piece of snow-white silk satin inside.

The chamberlain Jia secretly thought: I thought the king would let Ji Jiang go and imprison her for life like E Ji. I didn’t want to think that the king would not even care about the face of the second prince. I really agreed to that.

As the old saying goes - it’s hard to predict your heart!

The decision to kill Concubine Ji Jiang was made by Ji Xie alone, and Zhao Bohu opposed it. There are two reasons: one is to preserve the face of the Zhou royal family and the second prince Ji Shangfu; the other is for Ji Guo, now

The Qi and Song Dynasties were at odds with the Zhou royal family. If Ji Hou was angered again, the Zhou royal family would lose another support in the Central Plains.
Chapter completed!