Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

Chapter 374: National Mourning

When everyone in Nangong Mansion heard the sad news, there was an uproar, especially Langyue, who was completely stunned and his face turned as pale as paper.

After a long while, he came back to his senses, grabbed Wei Xi who came to report the death, and said anxiously: "He was fine yesterday, how come he suddenly..."

Wei Yu held back his tears and shook his head, choking back, "I don't know what happened. The Emperor said a lot to me before he went to bed. He was very happy to emphasize that today is the Qixi Festival, the day to reunite with the Imperial Concubine... I didn't think much about it at the time... Who knew... At the hour of Yin, when I was covering the Emperor with a blanket... I discovered..."

She wiped away her tears and said, "Don't be too sad, my Lord and everyone else. The Emperor was very peaceful when he passed away, with a faint smile on his lips. I think he has no regrets in his heart."

When Lang Yue heard this, her eyes turned red and she tried hard not to let the tears fall.

Wei Wei spoke softly to comfort him, then left Nangong Mansion and went to the next place to report the death.

After everyone saw him off, Yao Jia turned around and looked at Lang Yue.

Those eyes were bloodshot, filled with unspeakable pain and sorrow.

Seeing her looking at him, he quickly turned his face away.

She slowly approached, gently stroked his jade-like face, and said softly: "Langyue, there is no one else here. If you want to cry, just cry."

The heads of the Nangong Mansion are all very smart people. Almost all of them know Langyue's background, but they just keep it to themselves.

Lang Yue's body trembled slightly, and then the defense line in his eyes seemed to be gently touched. Tears welled up in his eyes but did not fall.

Taking a deep breath, trying to calm her inner excitement, she said in a hoarse voice: "I can't cry. He is going to reunite with his mother. I should be happy."

Yao Jia felt even more sad.

At this time, the servants in the palace came hurriedly and reported: "Lord Lan Zheng, Lord Lang Yue Ce, the palace has sent someone again, saying that you two are requested to enter the palace immediately to preside over the funeral ceremony."

Yao Jia and Nangong Xiu Lan looked at each other.

Logically speaking, Nangong Xiu Lan could preside over the funeral ceremony by himself, so why did he let Lang Yue go?

Yao Jia frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, "I'm afraid that Your Majesty has already known Lang Yue's life experience."

"What should we do?" Bai Huahua grabbed Lang Yue and said, "You'd better not enter the palace."

After spending several years together, Bai Huahua had long regarded Lang Yue as a good brother, and was really afraid that he would be in danger if he entered the palace.

Huaichuan stepped forward and said, "If it doesn't work, I'll go too. We can take care of each other."

"Just pretend to be sick." Mingjue said as he took out a silver needle from his pocket, "I'll give you a few injections. I guarantee that you will be pale and weak all over. Even Master won't be able to tell."

As he said this, he pulled Langyue's sleeve.

Shuanghua stopped him, "Eunuch Wei just saw Langyue, and now he's sick. Who doesn't know what's going on?"

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. Are we going to let Langyue go and die?" Bai Huahua said unhappily.

Gu Xiyan sighed. In recent days, Xiao Fengyi often sent people to monitor the Nangong Mansion. Their concerns were not unreasonable, but they could not treat them as fools.

Ye Sinan walked over with his arms folded, put his arm around Lang Yue's shoulders, and said with a smile: "I have a good idea. I will disguise myself as you. Your mediocre Kung Fu is good for running, but forget about dodging arrows."

Gu Xiyan nodded, "This idea is feasible."

Seeing that he rarely stood up for himself, Ye Sinan turned around and raised an eyebrow at him.

Nangong Xiu Lan frowned slightly, his face looking gloomy.

"Stop giving me stupid ideas. I know your Majesty well. If he really wanted to harm Lang Yue, he wouldn't choose a time like this.

The whole country is mourning the death of the Supreme Emperor. As a subject, we should show due grief and responsibility at this time.

Lang Yue, as a disciple of Tianxing Pavilion, should go and assist in the funeral ceremony, not only for the emperor, but also for yourself, to prove your identity and position to everyone. "

Lang Yue was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

Some things cannot and should not be avoided.

Looking at Yao Jia, his eyes were full of complicated emotions, but in the end they only turned into one sentence: "Yao Yao, don't worry, I will be fine."

After seeing off Nangong Xiu Lan and Lang Yue, Yao Jia returned to her room, feeling confused and uneasy. The baby in her belly seemed to sense her mother's uneasiness and kicked gently.

Yao Jia stroked her slightly bulging belly, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her inner turmoil.

Mingjue came in with the prepared tonic medicine, his eyes full of concern: "You don't look well, drink the medicine and lie down for a while."

Yao Jia took the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The warm liquid slid down her throat, and it seemed that the uneasiness in her heart also dissipated a lot.

"Father, Xiyan, and Lord Gu and his wife have all gone to the palace to mourn. They specifically told you not to worry and to rest well in the mansion."

Mingjue took the bowl and placed it on the low table as he spoke, then sat down next to Yaojia and kept her company quietly.

Yao Jia nodded and gently stroked her belly. She was pregnant now and it was not suitable for her to attend the funeral. With Father Lin and Marquis Qi around, Lang Yue would be fine.

He sighed, leaned back on the cushion, and looked through the window at the gray sky.

"This is the beginning of autumn, and it starts to rain more."

"Yeah, the weather should be cooler."

As the two were talking, there was a sound of brisk footsteps outside the door, followed by Ye Sinan pushing the door open with a "bang".

"Crazy girl, those secret people who were watching us outside the mansion have already left."

There was a relaxed smile on his face, as if all the frustration he had felt in the past few days had been swept away.

Yao Jia suddenly jumped up from the cushion, with a look of surprise and joy on her face: "Really? Those people have withdrawn?"

As if he thought of something, his face fell and he looked at Ye Sinan seriously, "You didn't beat them away, did you?"

"Tell me that again if you dare!" Ye Sinan glared at her fiercely, pushed Ming Jue aside and sat next to her, "No matter how reckless I am, I will never mess around with the safety of the entire Nangong Mansion."

Since he came back, he discovered the existence of those people and wanted to kill them all, but Yao Jia stopped him.

It is said that the court is not like the underworld, and everything should be based on the overall situation. What's more, those people were sent by Xiao Fengyi. Killing them is easy, but it would also be a break with him.

Although he was unwilling, he had to suppress it and secretly observe the movements of those people.

Fortunately, the boy was sensible and withdrew his people as soon as the emperor died.

This girl actually dared to doubt him.

Yao Jia suddenly felt a chill all over her body, thinking that she had stepped on the black cat's tail again.

I immediately stroked his fur, smiled, and called him my darling.

But Ye Sinan didn't even smile. Yao Jia had no patience to begin with, so seeing him like this, she snorted and ignored him.

"Mingjue, help me go out for a walk."

Mingjue was about to stand up to help her when Ye Sinan got there first.

"You go take care of your pharmacy business. I'm free. I'll just accompany the crazy girl."

As he spoke, he had already nimbly moved to the other side of Yao Jia and naturally stretched out his arm, ready to help her up.

Yao Jia raised the corner of her lips slightly and took his hand.

The autumn rain is continuous, and the rain drops hit the lotus leaves, making a rustling sound.

The two stood in the pavilion, looking at the pretty lotus flowers blooming in the rain, and Yao Jia couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing her finally showing a long-lost smile, Ye Sinan couldn't help but feel relieved and said to himself, "Why? Are you thinking about the embarrassing situation of the Japanese palace master?"

"Yeah." Yao Jia raised an eyebrow and sat on the bench, "You deserved it for betraying me!"

That day, Ye Sinan was really soaked in the lotus pond for more than an hour, and afterwards he begged Yao Jia to take back her order every day.

But Yaojia was determined and never agreed to let him sleep with her.

When Ye Sinan saw her mention the old days, a helpless and doting smile appeared on his face, and he squatted in front of Yao Jia.

I begged, "Good Yaoyao, I really know I was wrong. Please stop ignoring me, okay? You know, I lie alone at night, tossing and turning, with my heart and mind filled with thoughts and longings for you."

He has always been arrogant, but when facing Yao Jia, he always changes his appearance, puts down his face and becomes proud.

There was a hint of coquettishness and seriousness in her words, which made Yao Jia couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“You’re really talking nonsense…” Yao Jia poked his forehead.

"You forced me to do it." Ye Sinan rubbed his forehead that was poked, pretending to be aggrieved, and looked at her with an obsessed expression.

Somehow, after this girl became pregnant, her figure became more plump than before, and her skin always had a faint milky fragrance, which made him want to get closer to her even more.

Thinking of this, he suddenly leaned forward, kissed her rosy lips, and his hands wandered around her body, grabbing her nipples.

Yao Jia was startled by his unexpected action. When she reacted, she pushed him away and scolded him, "How can you be so careless? We are outside. What if someone sees us?"

Ye Sinan could tell that she was not unwilling, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes: "Then let's go somewhere else, okay?"

"No, I have to wait for Xiu Lan and Lang Yue to come back." Yao Jia turned her face away and didn't look at him.

Ye Sinan continued to seduce, "The funeral ceremony must be completed in three days. Where are you waiting? Isn't that waiting?"

"During the period of national mourning, please be careful and behave yourself." Yao Jia said seriously.

The light in Ye Sinan's eyes gradually dimmed, "It's not your father who died, why should you be careful about your behavior?"

Yao Jia: “…………”

"Just stay in the empty room alone."

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