Two days later, the second prince was placed in a small vermilion coffin. He was hastily buried in Huanghua Mountain without any funeral or wake.

Yixiu did not go, and not only her, but the three princesses in the backyard did not go. Only the two masters of the Fourth Prince's Mansion were present to see the Second Prince off for the last time.

Honghui actually wanted to go, but his father stopped him. As his father said, he was afraid of bringing bad luck.

How could there be so much evil spirit? Besides, would he be afraid of this so-called evil spirit? What a joke! He had been a ghost for three hundred years, and was once haunted by resentment. Now that he was reborn, he had merits and virtues, so he was not afraid of any evil spirit.

But he couldn't persuade his father, so he could only study as usual and was not even allowed to take leave.

In fact, he wanted to see where he was buried. It should be not far from where his second brother was buried! Now he knew that the emperor's grandson who died young could not have a grave or trees planted on him. He would not leave any trace in the world.

So, mother, is this the pain you have experienced?

Thinking of his mother's unusual silence over the past two days, Honghui couldn't help but hug her, "Mother!"

Yixiu was very confused. Was she wronged somewhere? "Honghui, what's wrong? Don't hug my mother. She smells like sandalwood, which is not nice."

Honghui muttered, "No, I want to hug my mother. She smells so good!"

Seeing her son's rare childishness, Yixiu couldn't help but love him. "Okay, okay, hold him! As long as you don't mind the smell of your mother, you can hold him as long as you want."

Honghui uttered a vague "hmm" and stayed on his mother for a quarter of an hour. When he had had enough of her, he sat upright on the couch again.

"Mother, did you burn incense for my second brother?" Otherwise there wouldn't be such a strong scent of sandalwood!

My mother doesn't like spices at all. What she likes most is the fresh smell of fruits and vegetables, so she usually doesn't have any smell on her body.

Yixiu nodded: "The second prince died young, and as his aunt, mother must do her best to care for him. Mother also copied a volume of the Sutra of Rebirth and placed it in the small Buddhist temple in the mansion, hoping that the Buddha will bless the second prince to be reborn as soon as possible!" It was the eldest sister who harmed her son that day, not the second prince who had no say in the matter. Now that he has passed away early, she will just offer a volume of the Sutra of Rebirth to show her care.

Honghui said in his heart with certainty, yes, his second brother will definitely have a chance to reincarnate again. But I hope he can choose the right person next time he reincarnates, and not meet such an unreliable mother again!

"Hehe, mother is still the best!"

"You have such a sweet little mouth. Let me see if there is honey on it."

The mother and son laughed and played together, and the day passed quickly.

The years in Haitangyuan are as peaceful as ever!

……

Yinzhen has been in a bad mood since the day the second prince died. Rouze fainted from crying on Huanghua Mountain yesterday. As a biological mother, she can show obvious sadness, but as a biological father, she still has to try her best to hold on.

It never rains but it pours! After the second prince was buried, Fu Jin fell ill and could not get up. The imperial doctors said it was a heart disease and she could only rest and recuperate.

Looking at Rouze lying on the bed with a dead heart, Yinzhen felt pity for her and put aside all the grudges from the past.

"Rouzhe, stop crying. You are still sick. Crying too much will hurt your body. The Second Prince has passed away. We as parents must also look forward. There is still a long way to go in life!"

"Rouzhe, you must take good care of yourself, so that the Second Prince will not die with regrets in his grave."

"Rouzhe, don't be like this. I'm worried. These days, you refuse to talk or take medicine. What do you want to do?"

For seven or eight consecutive days, Yinzhen took time out every day to go to the main courtyard to comfort her and said a lot of words of persuasion, but it didn't work from beginning to end.

Rouze just shed tears silently, and the redness and swelling on her eyes were clearly visible. She had heard everything Silang said, but whenever she thought about the fact that her second prince was gone, but Miao's child was still alive and well, she couldn't help but feel resentful.

Maybe if it weren't for Gan and Miao's schemes, her second prince would have had a chance to survive!

Since the second prince was buried, the guilt of killing her own son made her become radical. Rouze brainwashed herself again and again in her heart that the death of the second prince had nothing to do with her, it was all caused by Gan and Miao, and it was Silang's woman who killed her son.

With an idea in mind, he blurted out: "My son is gone, but Miao's child is still alive and well. Silang, you have to avenge our son!"

Yinzhen looked at Rouze in surprise, but he didn't care because he thought she was too hurt to say anything. "You are talking nonsense. Miao has been confined to her house. She will die after giving birth to the child. She has learned her lesson!" Do you want me, the biological father, to kill your own child?

Rouze burst into tears: "Silang, I only have this one son, but you have so many sons born to you by so many women. The Second Prince was buried in a shabby little coffin. After a long time, will you still remember him? No, I'm afraid not. You now value the First Prince more and have long forgotten our son!"

Yinzhen suppressed his displeasure. What was Rouze saying? Was she confused?

"How to bury the grandson who died young is a rule set by the Emperor, and no one is allowed to interfere! I have already decided to bury the Second Prince with many gold, silver and jade articles, what else do you want me to do?" This is already a violation of the rules!

"Also, you are the wife, and all the children born in the mansion have to call you the legitimate mother. The eldest prince is even your nephew. How dare you be jealous of a child like him? Rouze, Rouze, the second prince is gone. We who are still alive must learn to let go. You are well-read, you must understand this truth!"

Rouze realized that she had said something wrong and quickly explained: "Silang, please listen to my explanation. I don't know what happened recently. I always have wild thoughts. I was not like this before. Really, please believe me..."

Yinzhen remembered what the imperial physician had said, "Fujin seems to be a little depressed." It seems that this is the reason.

Rouze's health was the most important thing. Although he was extremely reluctant, he still spoke: "Otherwise, I'll ask your mother to come to the house to see you. You haven't seen her for a few months, right?" A heart disease needs to be cured with a heart medicine. If he couldn't persuade Rouze, then he could only let someone who could persuade her do it!

The next morning, Jueluo came into the mansion with her luggage and stayed there for half a day.

No one knew what she said or what method she used, but from then on, Rouze began to cheer up, took medicine, and ate normally. Her entire mental state was completely different from before.

Everyone in the mansion could see that Fu Jin had the fighting spirit in her heart.

It's good to have fighting spirit! It's better to have a wife who can't give birth to take care of things, which is better than having a young and fertile concubine! Several princesses in the backyard thought so.

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