Farmer Girl Becomes a Pheonix - Chapter 655

Xia Xiaochan saw the body of aoxingyu three days later.

His body was barely gathered together and covered with a beautiful suit, but the tragedy of his death could be seen on his face.

Most of his face had been gnawed by wild animals, and his face had been disfigured, leaving only two bloody skeleton eyes and white lips.

His face looked terrible. If it was someone else, she would be afraid to look more. She looked at him again and again. When she saw the moles and scars on his shoulder and left thigh, her body couldn’t help falling to the ground.

At this time, she did not know whether she was relieved or sad.

It was a very sad mood.

If he is alive, then she and her children can’t fall for anything. It is estimated that there is only one word “death”.

And when he really died, she was not necessarily happy.

She looked at him quietly for a long time before she turned and left.

Xia Xiaochan thought that since she has reached the present stage, she must continue to move forward. Who can’t live without her?

Peng run looked at her and said, “madam, I’m sorry for the change. The little master still needs your protection.”

Xia Xiaochan nodded, “I know.” he paused and said to Peng run, “he… Did he say anything when he was dying?”

After hearing this, Peng run stiffened and said for a moment, “before your Majesty’s death, the imperial concubine was with you. When your majesty died, there was no one around.”

After hearing this, Xia Xiaochan nodded, “OK, I know. Please bother you about your Majesty’s funeral.”

“Mother, this is what slaves should do.”

“Brother Peng Runge, in the future, if there are no outsiders, you can call me by name. Don’t be so… So… Alienated from me.”

“Little Cicada!”

She forced out a smile at him and walked towards her bedroom.

She didn’t know what kind of mood aoxingyu was before the temporary, and she didn’t want to know. If he didn’t know her plan before, he must know at the last moment of his life. After all, he was so smart.

What kind of mood would he feel when he guessed that the person behind his murder was her?

She didn’t dare think much.

Also… There is no need to think more!

When Xia Xiaochan returned to her bedroom, xiaotuanzi and Xiaoyuanzi, who were recently banned from the princess’s house, finally came to the palace.

When xiaotuanzi saw his mother, her face was surprised and uncertain. After asking the servant to step down, she said to Xia Xiaochan, “Mom, are you… Are you… Has your father really died?”

Xia Xiaochan nodded, “your father has indeed died. I have seen him for the last time just now.”

After hearing this, Xiaotuan Zi stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.

Although her father was like a different person some time ago, at this moment, when she really knew that her biological father had died, the taste was heartache and there was a feeling that the sky had fallen.

Xiaotuanzi looked at Xia Xiaochan. At this time, it was extremely complex. They were all a family and smart people. How could xiaotuanzi have no doubt?

After a pause, she didn’t ask that question.

She bowed her head and said, “have you arranged the future affairs of mother and father?”

Xia Xiaochan nodded, “it has been handed over to the people of the etiquette department to handle this matter. With Mr. Zhuang watching, everything will be smooth.”

The little Tuanzi paused and said, “Mom, I want to send my father the last journey. I’d better leave the matter behind my father to my daughter.”

Xia Xiaochan looked up at xiaotuanzi. In xiaotuanzi’s eyes similar to aoxingyu, she seemed to see through everything. She hung her head and didn’t dare to look at such a pair of eyes again. She just nodded to xiaotuanzi.

In the next few days, the emperor’s funeral was carried out in an orderly manner. Mr. Zhuang arranged people to cry in the palace every day. The palace was miserable, ghosts crying and wolves howling. The funeral was very decent.

Xia Xiaochan doesn’t show up most of the time. She only goes to the mourning hall when the Minister of mourning day waits for worship.

But even so, she was very tired and the whole person became thinner and thinner.

In the next few days, she fell ill and the whole person lay in the hospital bed in a daze until the mourning and music of the emperor’s funeral rang out and she struggled to get up. The whole person didn’t come back.

At this time, a certain reality told her that he was dead.

He’s really dead!

Disappear into the world!

No matter how much she loves and hates this man, at this moment, her heart, which has not been angry for a long time, ripples again because of him.

What is the bitterest bitterness in the world? Nature is unspeakable suffering. This is the most bitter suffering.

She felt thousands of bitterness in her heart, but she knew she couldn’t fall down. Therefore, she reluctantly supported herself.

Outside, Mr. Zhuang, general Qin and others are waiting at the side.

Mr. Zhuang said, “madam, the time has come. You should take your Majesty on the last journey.”

As the queen and the only hostess of the harem, she must attend this ceremony. As long as she insists on this ceremony, her task will be completed. Next, Xinjun will ascend the throne. As empress dowager, Xia Xiaochan, because Xinjun is too small, naturally wants to listen to politics.

When Xia Xiaochan came out wearing clothes, Mr. Zhuang and general Qin, who had been waiting, looked up. The next moment, their eyes were in a trance.

She was too thin. The beauty with rich and even bones had already become a sharp chin, and the bones of her body could be blown away in a gust of wind.

However, because of her weight loss, her eyes become larger and larger. A pair of eyes are dark and deep. People can’t forget such a pair of eyes if they only look at them.

Mr. Zhuang and general Qin hung their heads and dared not look more.

“Madam, your body may be able to endure? Really not, and… There’s no way.”

It’s just that this method is inevitably bloody, and it’s too notorious and inappropriate.

Xia Xiaochan shook her head, “I can. Let’s go.”

She is wearing a queen’s dress today. Except that her clothes are white, she is wearing a phoenix crown.

Because the crown was made of gold and inlaid with a variety of rare gems, it became more and more heavy on her slender neck.

While she was walking, her figure was under her broad robe, vaguely carrying a weak willow wind, which made her more soft and pitiable.

Several times, general Qin couldn’t help looking at her and worried that she couldn’t bear the weight of the Phoenix crown.

On one step, her steps were a little unstable. The Phoenix crown and pearl jade collided. General Qin was quick eyed and quick in hand. He grabbed her arm hard, so that she could avoid the tragedy of falling down the steps.

His hands are like cold jade and cold incense. They gather but don’t disperse. General Qin’s body is like lost incense. For a moment, he forgot his dignity and inferiority.

Fortunately, she was in a trance and stretched back her soft, white and tender hand. The whole person also walked into the crowd with the palace people.

The beauty is in the bone, not in the skin. For a while, even if she went far, general Qin felt that the faint fragrance of his palm had already invaded his heart.

The emperor’s mourning hall is located in the palace not far from the emperor’s bedroom. When the queen arrives, the civil and military ministers in the mourning hall can’t help looking at the queen not far away.