Red Mansion Rebirth: Ghost Phoenix

It was Changying who rushed in upon hearing the news. He glanced at Jingshun calmly, then stepped forward and advised in a sad voice:

"Your Majesty and Your Majesty, please accept my condolences!

"The Nan Mansion must be in chaos right now, and they are still waiting for Your Majesty and the Queen to take charge of the situation for the female family members."

Emperor Chongzhao immediately wiped his tears and stood up: "That's right!"

He immediately ordered Wang Xifeng: "I will go to the Purple Palace to change clothes first, and you should also change into a suitable outfit, and then we will go to the Southern Palace."

After saying that, he lifted his robe and strode out.

Wang Xifeng hurriedly reminded him: "Changying, the emperor was so sad that he was in a trance and fell off the couch, and his palm was bloody!

"In the middle of summer, injuries like this are the hardest to heal!

"Quickly call the imperial physician to bandage His Majesty's wounds!"

Chang Ying bowed and agreed. Seeing Jingshun foolishly following Emperor Chongzhao out, he sighed and called out to him:

"You run fast, why don't you go and ask the imperial physician to bring the golden medicine to the Purple Palace?"

Jingshun was shocked at this, and blinked as he looked at the wound on Emperor Chongzhao's hand that had stopped bleeding.

Uh? Bloody mess?

This injury is also called an injury! ?

Chang Ying couldn't help it and kicked him: "What are you looking at? His Majesty is sad and his dragon body is damaged. Can you make it better by just staring blankly?!"

Only then did Invesco react and ran away in a panic.

Emperor Chongzhao pointed at his back and cursed, "You are just like a piece of wood!"

Chang Ying did not respond to this, but stepped forward and carefully supported Emperor Chong Zhao's palm, muttering in a low voice: "Slow down! It will be bad if you get hurt!

"In this kind of weather, I am most afraid of such injuries. When I get back, I will ask them to prepare more ice..."

Emperor Chong Zhao nodded with satisfaction. The more he looked at Chang Ying, the more reluctant he became. But thinking that he could only be completely relieved if such a person was by his son's side, he gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth.

Wang Xifeng was watching from behind and couldn't help pursing her lips, trying hard to hold back her laughter.

Emperor Chongzhao got on the sedan chair and left quickly, and Wang Xifeng also wanted to go to the bedroom to change clothes.

Mei Shu stood alone in front of the couch in the inner room, feeling so embarrassed that he wished there was a crack in the ground that he could crawl into.

Fortunately, Aunt Meng came out at the right time, took her hand with a smile, pushed her out, and said softly:

"You can see that it's not that the emperor doesn't want to deal with Rong Fei, it's just that something big happened outside. The emperor and the imperial concubine are in a hurry to leave the palace.

"Go back. Tell Madam Duan and ask her to comfort Concubine Rong.

"In the hot summer, it is better to do less than more.

"If we really want to dig up the past, we don't know what we'll come up with... Why bother adding unnecessary details?"

When Aunt Meng said this, she had already pushed Mei Shu to the door of Yinyu Hall. Finally, she gently pushed her out of the door, smiled, waved, and said goodbye.

"Miss Mei Shu, please walk slowly. I have to help our queen change her clothes and get ready, so I won't see you off any further."

Mei Shu forced a smile with a stiff face, turned around, lowered his head and walked away quickly.

Aunt Meng looked at her from behind, still smiling, and turned back leisurely. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Wang Xifeng wearing a moon-white, chest-length skirt embroidered with silver silk Ruyi cloud patterns, and a pure white top. She nodded and said,

"This is a good one."

Then he saw that she was only wearing a pearl hairpin on her head, which he thought was a bit plain. He lowered his head and searched in her dressing box, and pulled out a light blue velvet flower. He compared it with her skirt and found that the color was just a shade darker, so he put it in Wang Xifeng's hair.

Wang Xifeng also thought it looked good, and it didn't look like she was wearing mourning clothes for those two people, so she nodded with satisfaction. She looked at herself in the dressing mirror, turned around and left the hall:

"Come on!"

The sedan chair sped along and arrived in front of the Purple Palace. The carriage for the emperor to leave the palace was already prepared and Emperor Chongzhao had just got on and sat down.

Wang Xifeng climbed up again, and the first thing she did was to pull the emperor's hand to see.

Although it was not wrapped like Wu Jin, the entire palm was wrapped, leaving only five fingers exposed.

Wang Xifeng raised her head and looked at Emperor Chongzhao inquiringly: "Your Majesty, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Emperor Chongzhao nodded to her to indicate that it was indeed okay, and then he urged the chariot to start quickly.

After all, it was daytime. Although there were not many people on the street in the afternoon as everyone went to take a break to escape the heat, it was still much slower than the last time they traveled at night.

When they arrived at the gate of Nan Mansion, the grand scene that was previously bustling with guests was now extremely deserted with few carriages and horses.

A smile flashed in Emperor Chongzhao's eyes.

When the guards at the gate saw the imperial carriage approaching again, they were stunned for a moment, then hurriedly sent someone inside to pass the message, and a group of officials from the Ministry of Rites and relatives rushed out and knelt to receive him.

As usual, Emperor Chongzhao went down first, then turned around and reached out to take Wang Xifeng.

This time, Wang Xifeng did not get off the car by herself, but gently helped Emperor Chongzhao down by holding his hand.

Emperor Chongzhao hissed.

Wang Xifeng's eyes immediately turned red, and she held his hand and asked anxiously, "Your Majesty, it's all my fault for being careless and touching your wound!"

Emperor Chongzhao sighed and said dejectedly: "What does this little injury of mine mean? The wound in my heart has just been opened, and that is what really hurts!"

As he spoke, he shook his head, his eyes filled with tears.

When everyone saw this and thought about the tragedy in the Nan Mansion, they sighed and began to cry along with Emperor Chongzhao.

Naturally, someone led Wang Xifeng in and went straight to the mourning hall that had just been reopened, where two large coffins were parked.

The princess was wearing a Taoist robe and kneeling beside him, chanting with her eyes closed.

The Crown Prince's wife, wearing mourning clothes and with the illegitimate child, knelt in the middle and burned paper.

Wang Xifeng hurried in, looked inside, tears welling up in her eyes: "Princess, Crown Prince's Consort!"

They both opened their eyes and looked back, and when they saw that it was Wang Xifeng, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

The Crown Princess burst into tears immediately, staggered to her feet, and tried to kneel down to Wang Xifeng, but was stopped.

The two held hands, looked at each other, and burst into tears.

The princess was standing beside him, sobbing and lowering her head, tears falling like rain.

After crying for a long time, the ignorant distant relatives nearby finally came forward to persuade her. Only then did Wang Xifeng take the Crown Prince's Consort to sit next door to talk.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he looked up and saw the princess was still in a daze in the mourning hall. He pushed the prince's wife and said, "Please ask the princess to talk together."

"Mother-in-law, I'm disheartened." The Crown Princess declined politely.

Wang Xifeng shook her head: "Please ask her to come. She will like what I say next."

The Crown Prince's wife had no choice but to go over in person and persuade her in a low voice for a while before the princess reluctantly stood up and came over with her support.

When everyone saw this, they knew that the three men might have something important to say, so they hurriedly went out quietly.

"The Emperor intends to directly confer the title of King of the South on Lingsun." Wang Xifeng directly released the most important news.

Then, facing the shocked gazes of the two people, he explained in a gentle voice: “After all, Nanfu is a founding hero, the friendship of the Supreme Lord and the reliance of His Majesty are naturally unique.

"Prince Xiaonan had made outstanding military achievements and was a pillar of the country. It is truly a pity that he has passed away due to a minor case of heatstroke.

"A family of generals produces a tiger son, not to mention the careful instruction of the princess and the crown prince's wife.

"His Majesty ordered me to tell you two, please rest assured, within 30 years, as long as the child does not make any mistakes, no one will dare to touch the title of Nanfu!"