Who wouldn't find it ridiculous?

But what can he do?

He could only bury his head lower.

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In the mourning hall, Jiang Wang remained silent.

He found that he seemed to have arrived a little early. At this time, the mourning hall was almost filled with royal family members, and he was the only outsider, which made him feel particularly restrained and awkward.

Maybe I shouldn’t ridicule Chong Xuan for being fat. I deliberately took the first step without asking for anything...

It's really hard to watch the royal family here staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, saying that it's not good to say anything, and it's not good to say nothing.

When Jiang Wuhua walked in, he cast a look of relief.

The Crown Princess next to him, Song Ning'er, is an elegant-looking woman with a plain face and elegant demeanor. But her personality should not be rigid. Looking at Jiang Wang, this young and influential figure in Daqi, he looked in the eyes,

Very curious.

Jiang Wang was not curious about the Crown Princess. He just felt that there seemed to be some difference between the Crown Princess' plain noodles and Jiang Wuyou's plain noodles, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.

The Empress of Daqi walked forward expressionlessly, with a graceful demeanor and a majestic look in her phoenix eyes.

The accompanying maids and eunuchs all stayed outside the palace.

No one spoke in the hall, and there was no other sound.

This made the queen's light footsteps seem very heavy.

Jiang Wuyou silently gave up his seat next to the coffin. Without saying anything, he walked straight to Jiang Wang, but did not sit down immediately. He only glanced at the chair where He Zhen had sat.

Jiang Wang reacted, stood up quickly, and changed the position of this chair with the chair next to it.

Jiang Wuyou then brushed off his clothes and sat down, but still didn't speak.

The position where Jiang Wang is sitting is at the outermost edge of the mourning hall. From here, if you peek your head slightly, you can see Feng Gu sitting on his knees outside the hall... He is almost declining three times a day, and he is so old that people can't bear to look at him.

Jiang Wang couldn't stare at Feng Gu, nor could he talk to Jiang Wuyou. Of course, he couldn't stare at the Crown Princess, so he had to focus on the coffin in the palace.

No matter how brilliant the person is, no matter how gorgeous and exquisite the coffin is, there is no ripple in the eternal meaning of death.

The queen's hand rested on the edge of the coffin.

And her voice carried a touch of sadness: "Xiao Shiyi, you have suffered. You have been in poor health since you were a child, and it took a long time to reach this age, but... my mother failed to take good care of you. I really feel sorry for you.

ashamed."

Crown Princess Song Ning'er supported her and comforted her softly: "Mother, please express my condolences. My eleventh brother is alive in heaven, and I don't want you to be sad."

The prince walked alone on the other side of the coffin and walked to Jiang Wuyong's side.

Jiang Wuyong wanted to get up and get out of the way, but he reached out and held him down.

He knelt down directly next to Jiang Wuyong, put one hand on his shoulder, and held his hand with the other: "Wuyong, you have lost your loving brother, and I have lost my virtuous brother, let's..."

Her voice was choked with sobs and it was difficult to continue. She just held Jiang Wuyong's hand tightly and tightly.

Jiang Wuyong only called "brother" and burst into tears.

There were actually no futons or straw mats for kneeling on the ground, so they knelt directly on the cold ground.

And inside the coffin lies a person who will never hear cries or see tears.

Cao Jie, Xiu Yuan, and Chen Fu, three senior figures from Qi State, came together at this moment.

They didn't say much, and presented the gift to the queen according to the rules. The prince saw the gift and offered incense in front of the altar.

The queen asked them to sit down first, and they found their own seats and sat down.

Jiang Wuyou sat next to Jiang Wang, which had disrupted the order, so they sat very casually.

Chen Fu seemed to be a very intelligent man, with deep eyes and slightly frosted hair. After offering incense, he chose a seat behind the prince and sat down.

Xiu Yuan, who had both gentle and sharp temperaments, silently found a chair on Jiang Wang's side and sat down.

Among the senior military and political officials in Linzi, others could not come, but he had to come. After all, it was Jiang Wuqi who was lying in the coffin at this moment, who helped him clear his suspicions.

Cao Jize still had the same grim look on his face and sat silently next to Chen Fu.

Among these three people, Jiang Wang was only familiar with one Cao Jie. Chen Fu had met him several times, but this was the first time he met Xiu Yuan.

The three important figures all behaved kindly towards Jiang Wang's greetings. They all turned a blind eye to the undercurrent between the Queen of Daqi and the Palace Master Huaying.

"Born in winter, after death the city is covered with snow."

A chant-like voice sounded outside the hall.

Jiang Wuxie, the ninth prince of Da Qi, stepped into the mourning hall in such an atmosphere.

He looked at the coffin placed in the palace and sighed: "There is a real person buried with him, and the god is mourning and bleeding. How can he be worthy of you Jiang Wuqi?"

I saw Jiang Wuxie again today. He was wearing mourning clothes and his long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. His slightly evil and dissolute temperament suddenly became much restrained.

He walked slowly to the coffin, put a piece of drop-shaped white jade into the coffin, and placed it on the soles of Jiang Wuqi's feet.

Then he saluted the queen beside the coffin: "Mother, please express your condolences, and don't be overly upset."

"Wu Xie..." The queen looked at the prince with unusually outstanding appearance and said lovingly: "What did you give Wu Qi?"

"Requiem Jade." Jiang Wuxie said softly: "Although I know it is of no use... it is still a sustenance."

The requiem jade is a valuable treasure suitable for the cultivation of the soul. Jiang Wuxie didn't know where he found it, but he casually buried it with Jiang Wuqi. It couldn't be called unkind.

At this point, all the royal heirs from the Daqi royal family who are qualified to compete for the dragon have come here.
Chapter completed!