The atmosphere in Qingzhou was solemn, and Chu Ling, who was far away in Pingjing, was even more uncomfortable. Although she did not make the court chaotic because of the lack of heads in the crowd of dragons, Emperor Yongjia's death still made people feel a little fluctuating.

Although Emperor Yongjia usually doesn't care about the officials in the court most of the time, even when he is in good health, he can't compete with the officials in the court. However, once he is really gone, many people find that they feel uncomfortable as if they suddenly lack a Dinghai needle.

The existence of Emperor Yongjia itself represents a kind of stability and balance. Now that this person is gone, it will naturally make many people panic.

Chu Ling sat in the study and reviewed the notes in front of him. No matter what major events happened, the huge court would not stop. Emperor Yongjia's coffin was still in Fengxian Hall. According to Emperor Yongjia's instructions during his lifetime, Emperor Yongjia's coffin would not be buried in Pingjing. Instead, it would be temporarily placed in Fengxian Hall. When Tianqi returned to Shangjing in the future, he would then send Emperor Yongjia's coffin back to Shangjing and buried in Shangjing's imperial tomb.

Of course, it is also possible that the worst result is that generations of people will never return to the capital, but that is what later generations need to consider. Since the late emperor is so confident in the Shenyou Princess and his own affairs, the court officials naturally cannot disobey the last emperor's wishes. On the other hand, the news that the late emperor's last wishes will be buried in the imperial tomb of the capital is still somewhat able to inspire the people of the Tianqi people and soldiers to expel the tribes and recover the old capital.

Although there is no need to send the coffin into the imperial tomb, the funeral is still not missing at all. Therefore, during this period, the entire Pingjing still has a pale and solemn atmosphere. Chu Ling has to attend various ceremonies every day and handle various affairs inside and outside the court. Even if Duke Xiangguo suppressed her to rest, he still lost a lot of weight.

"Sister A Ling." Changsheng walked in from outside and called softly.

Chu Ling raised his head and put down the pen in his hand and said softly, "Changsheng, but what's the matter?"

Changsheng shook his head, walked to Chu Ling and said, "Listen to the guards, you didn't rest all night last night?" Chu Ling said, "It's okay, I slept in the study for a while." Changsheng frowned and looked at her face and said, "Duke Xiangguo said, if Sister Ah Ling refuses to rest well, I will send someone to tell him."

Chu Ling was helpless and sighed softly and said, "It's really okay, but you've been there these few days..."

Although Changsheng is still young, Chu Ling cannot do some things on his behalf. Therefore, the various rituals that Changsheng needs to attend in the past few days are several times as big as hers. Her little face, which had already had some flesh, has lost weight.

Changsheng said, "I am in good health now, Sister Ah Ling, don't worry. But... the Duke said that you have just suffered serious injuries and have not healed."

Chu Ling said, "My uncle has done too much. I don't have much time to stay in Pingjing. These things have to be handled."

Hearing the words, Changsheng was stunned and reached out to pinch Chu Ling's sleeve, "Sister Ah Ling, are you... still leaving?" Chu Ling raised his hand and gently cleaned his hair, saying, "There is still a war in the north, so I will go."

Changsheng frowned and was reluctant to leave, "But... isn't my brother-in-law also in the north? Can't he let him go to war? Sister Aling, you... don't leave, don't leave Changsheng."

Looking at Changsheng's appearance, Chu Ling was slightly stunned and said softly, "I will not leave Changsheng behind."

Changsheng looked at Chu Ling with a hurried eyes, "But, if something happens to Sister A Ling... I..." Looking at the red eyes of the young man in front of him, Chu Ling sighed and stretched out his hand to pull him closer to his arms. Changsheng finally couldn't help it, grabbed Chu Ling and cried out.

Changsheng is not a crying child. Since he ascended the throne, he has tried hard to look like a written expression. Chu Ling was shocked by crying like this. He quickly looked down at him, but he saw Changsheng's crying face flushed and his body was trembling slightly. Chu Ling swallowed the words he had originally said.

During this period, no one has paid attention to how scared Changsheng was. She disappeared, and Emperor Yongjia was seriously ill again. What would happen if a Changsheng who could not control the government was left? When everyone was paying attention to Emperor Yongjia's condition, Changsheng, who was usually well-behaved and calm, was easily overlooked. Even people like Mr. Shangguan Chengyi, who were his teachers, may not know the fear in Changsheng's heart.

"Sorry, Changsheng." Chu Ling patted his back and said softly.

Changsheng raised his head, looked at Chu Ling with red eyes, with a few lines of tears hanging on his face, "Sister Ah Ling?"

Chu Ling whispered, "Don't be afraid, Sister Ah Ling will be fine. We can go back to Shangjing together after the war is over. Changsheng hasn't been to Shangjing yet, right?" Changsheng nodded and said, "Father and several teachers have said that Shangjing is our home, and we will go back one day."

Chu Ling nodded and said, "Yes, we will go back one day. So, don't be afraid. Even if Sister Ah Ling goes to the north, there will still be someone taking care of you, as well as uncles, Lord Shangguan and Princess Ning are there, right?"

Changsheng nodded. He was not an ignorant child either. But there was too much fear accumulated during this period, and he had nowhere to talk about it, so he couldn't help crying in front of Chu Ling. Although his grandfather and grandmother also loved him very much, he was now apart from the ruler and his subjects, and he no longer had the freedom to get along with him. Changsheng has been following Chu Ling in recent years. At this time, he relied on the most. Of course, the sister Chu Ling is the one he relies on.

"Sister A Ling, I understand. Changsheng will wait for you to come back, but... you must come back safely. Don't... The father is gone, only Changsheng is left..."

Chu Ling nodded and said, "Sister knows, don't worry, my sister will be back soon."

Changsheng blinked, "Sister Ah Ling, are you leaving soon?"

Chu Ling said, "I don't know yet, I have to wait for my father's funeral to end."

Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and his expression became more and more relaxed.

"Report to Princess, Qingzhou is urgently reported!" Outside the door, the guards came the voice of a guard. Chu Ling was stunned. Qingzhou had been taken down by Jun Wuhuan. What urgent report could there be at this time?

"Come in."

Seeing that she had something serious, Changsheng immediately took his leave obediently. Chu Ling grabbed him and patted his shoulder to signal him to sit down aside. Although Changsheng was not yet old to rule, it was no longer young for the royal children, and there was no need to hide some things from him everywhere. Such protection sometimes made him feel uneasy.

Changsheng blinked his eyes, but he still sat down obediently.

A moment later, a man in black, dusty black walked in and said, "I've seen the princess."

Chu Ling nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"

The man in black did not speak, but presented a letter. Chu Ling took it in his hand, but the notes on the envelope were from Huan Yu, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He opened the envelope and glanced at the contents inside. Chu Ling suddenly felt that the sky was spinning for a moment, as if he couldn't even hold the thin piece of letter paper.

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