Chapter 529 The villain is the queen (46)
The mournful Concubine Liang, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, was dumbfounded. Her whole body was limp and she was holding her head, her eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, her face was pale, her hair was slightly messy, and her whole body was trembling slightly.
"Your Majesty, everyone has seen it. It is Concubine Hui. It was Concubine Hui who harmed me, Hong'er! Your Majesty, that is your most beloved child. He is only seven years old, Your Majesty!"
The emperor, who was sitting in front of Concubine Liang, had his whole face covered by shadows. Under the majestic yellow robe, the man held the chair and his voice was colder and biting than the wind outside the window. He was inhumane and indifferent.
"So what if he is seven years old? How innocent are Concubine Yuan's children? If you don't discipline your children properly, you will have to taste the bitter consequences today alone!"
It was as if Concubine Liang had been struck by lightning. All her strength was drained from her body at this moment. Her body went limp and she fell backwards. Fortunately, she had some sense and was able to avoid fainting here.
The woman endured it and choked in pain.
She struggled between reason and emotion.
Although she knew Hong'er was wrong, that was the child she gave birth to in ten months of pregnancy. Full of love and hope, she learned to speak and now calls her mother and concubine sweetly by her side.
No matter how wrong he was, it was still her child, her favorite child!
Now that his most beloved son died in such pain and misery in front of him, His Majesty, whom he loved equally in the evening, was so cold and harsh, not even seeking justice for him, not even the treatment that a prince deserved.
When the ninth prince died, no funeral was held secretly. Not only could a mourning hall be set up, but he was also buried in a hurry because it was related to the fate of the country. In front of the country, what did the funeral of a prince mean?
Concubine Liang's heart was wrapped in endless pain, and she could hardly breathe. She was carried back by the palace people. As soon as she arrived at the palace, the woman screamed and broke everything in the palace, and then fell down on the bed. Weeping and choking.
"My Hong'er...my child, the mother is sorry for you, the mother is sorry for you..." It was useless for her to let such a small child die in grievance. The woman who killed him was not punished in any way. She died even after her death. There were no royal ceremonies, and he was transported back to the palace alone. In this cold winter, no one accompanied him on his last journey.
If she had more say in this palace, how could Concubine Hui dare to harm her child? !
If His Majesty favored her more, how could he turn a blind eye to Hong'er's death and allow him to suffer all kinds of injustice? !
In the end, she was useless. She could only watch Hong'er's body being put into a small coffin. No memorial ceremony was allowed. The coffins were just ordinary agarwood. Except for Concubine Liang and the prince, they were Personally, when the coffin was sealed, there was only a mourning hall secretly built by Concubine Liang in the entire backyard. It was extremely shabby, not even as good as ordinary people.
In the end, the emperor did not come to see him off for the last time.
Because the Ninth Prince died on New Year's Eve, the emperor was still very weak and was afraid of colliding with the dragon body, so only the chief eunuch came on behalf of the emperor. After briefly reading out the memorial edict, the chief eunuch also left in a hurry.
There was no way, who allowed the Ninth Prince to die on the 300th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. This year should be full of happy events, even if there are funerals, they have to be hidden.
The funeral procession left.
Concubine Liang wanted to leave with him, but once she left, she would have to burn incense and bathe for more than three months before she could approach the emperor.
(End of chapter)