Three days later, the imperial tomb in the eastern suburbs.

Because she was pregnant and weak, the prince and the queen also took care of Liu Qingyan, asking her to have a soft and gentle position to rest for a while, and she did not have to stand like other civil and military officials.

It was already autumn and the weather was slightly cold. When I went out in the morning, Dashuang carefully put a thick coat on Liu Qingyan. At that moment, Liu Qingyan was sitting on the soft slum, and her whole body was warm. Lu Yujian and Wang Zhaoyi stood by her side to protect her. Liu Qingyan felt a moment of emotion, maybe this was happiness, right?

But it always seems like something is missing, such as a person missing, Lu Siguan.

"Princess, it's the emperor's funeral, so you should also use some thoughts? Always distracted, what is that?" Nangong Hui sat opposite Liu Qingyan and spoke maliciously at this time.

Liu Qingyan was slightly stunned and looked at her.

All civil and military officials also looked at it one after another, and the prince and queen who were present were a little embarrassed. Seeing that the effect was good, Nangong Hui curled up the corners of her mouth and showed a sarcastic smile.

Liu Qingyan smiled and said, "Miss Nangong, the emperor trusted King Qi back then. King Qi and I have not married yet. We have saved the royal family and have had many conversations with the emperor. The Qi Palace has an extremely deep connection with the emperor, and for me, at this time, I miss the emperor very much. Just now, I was just recalling the emperor's past."

The queen sighed and also spoke back to protect Liu Qingyan: "The emperor also said back then that if he had been indulging in sorrow, it would always be bad. Before the emperor passed away, he held the hand of the palace and praised the achievements of the Qi Palace."

Liu Qingyan and the queen looked at each other, and some things that they knew were clearly visible to each other in their eyes.

"So that's the case." Nangong Hui sneered, still a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, Hui'er, don't say anything more." The prince glanced at Nangong Hui for a little displeasure.

This was a funeral he carefully prepared, so he naturally didn't want to be ruined by Nangong Hui. This is what the prince needs to use to prove his filial piety. If all civil and military officials came here this time, they would have come to see his joke. Then the throne ceremony in half a month will not go much smoothly.

Seeing the prince's expression, Nangong Hui naturally couldn't help but stumbling Liu Qingyan, so she obediently closed her mouth and stopped talking.

The funeral went very smoothly. According to the tradition of the Great Wei, the prince and the queen led all civil and military officials to worship the East. After the emperor's coffin was buried in the prepared imperial tomb, and then the concubines and palace servants were buried with the burials, and then the tomb was completely sealed. This is the tradition of the Great Wei.

After the emperor passed away and was buried in the imperial tomb, the whole country was silent and could not eat meat or play music within half a month. Naturally, the prince would not be able to stop wearing mourning and become the next emperor after half a month.

Most of the concubines were not favored and were still crying when they were taken to the imperial tomb to bury them. But there was nothing we could do about it.

Liu Qingyan sat not far away and looked at the scene there, frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"Princess," Nangong Hui appeared next to her at some point and smiled slightly, "Look, are they crying so sadly? Is it because of the emperor's death or because they are about to die?"

Liu Qingyan sighed, pretended to rub her eyes, and said, "Oh, it's because she is pregnant, and even her eyes are broken. She thought it was His Royal Highness, but she didn't expect that she was just a guard. It's all my fault. I've read it wrong. Please don't take it to heart."

Nangong Hui was so angry that she was about to attack her. The maid who was following her reached out and grabbed her arm, put her in her ear and whispered: "Miss, it's not worth being angry at this time. This is the emperor's funeral. If something happens, wouldn't it be a chance for the Empress to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Then I'm just holding it in this way?" Nangong Hui glared at the maid fiercely.

The maid smiled and shook her head: "Of course not. Miss, let's go first, there will be a chance later."

"There is really a chance?" Nangong Hui was not relieved, looked at her with some doubt, and then looked at Liu Qingyan, who was sitting on the collapse and looked tired.

"It's true, please believe me, Miss Nangong." The maid persuaded.

Nangong Hui received repeated promises and was willing to leave with the maid, while Liu Qingyan's eyes kept wrapping around the maid, with some inquiring eyes.

This maid must be the woman who was said by the guard in front of Nangong Hui a few days ago in the courtyard where the queen lived.

Liu Qingyan was thinking and knew that the maid would definitely do something. She frowned and sighed lightly.

Wang Zhao noticed that she was sighing and was a little surprised: "Princess, you seem to be in a bad mood. Are you worried about something?"

Liu Qingyan nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I'm very worried that Nangong Hui, who is about to become the crown princess, will retaliate against me. If this is the case, I really have no way to deal with her."

"If you were really scared, you wouldn't have said that at that time." Lu Yujian snorted.

"It's not because I'm not afraid of her that," Liu Qingyan frowned with a serious and serious look on her face. "I just don't want anyone to say the prince's bad things. He can return in triumph. I believe. Even Nangong Hui, I can't let her say the prince's bad things."

Lu Yujian was slightly stunned, and Wang Zhaoze smiled and said, "The princess is saying. If it is someone else, then you can't guarantee it, but if it is the prince, he can't succeed in triumphing, that's a strange thing."

Liu Qingyan nodded slightly, took her eyes back from the maid who had gone away, and said to Dashuang: "Dashuang, do you still remember what we heard in the Queen's Hall a few days ago?"

"About that maid?" Dashuang leaned over to Liu Qingyan and deliberately lowered his voice.

Liu Qingyan said "yes", lit her head and said, "Not bad."
Chapter completed!