As Shangguan Yu guessed, after the old emperor discovered the abnormality in his body, he immediately sent a message to his confidant, the imperial doctor.

When he learned that his body was like a burnt lamp, the old emperor was so angry that he almost killed the beauty.

If the beauty hadn't spoken her mother tongue out of desperation, she would have become a ghost.

After the old emperor calmed down, he ordered the imperial doctor not to reveal the news to the outside world, otherwise the imperial doctor and his family would be killed.

"The loyal king must be the loyal king!" The old emperor smashed everything in the beauty's room and left with anger.

The news spread throughout the harem that night.

Everyone only knew that the beauty from Fanbang made Emperor Longyan furious after serving the emperor, but no one knew the specific reason.

Even if the queen wanted to find Beauty for questioning, there was no chance. The Emperor imprisoned Beauty under an imperial edict.

"I didn't expect that the emperor would doubt Prince Zhong, but it saved us a lot of trouble." Bai Ling was filled with emotion.

Shangguan Yu's eyes flashed. He didn't want to talk to Bai Ling before confirming some things, lest Bai Ling worry again.

The next day, Shangguan Yu escorted the coffin of the King of Han to leave the capital.

The prince was ordered to lead all the princes and ministers to see the King of Han off on his last journey.

The people in the capital also spontaneously saw off the King of Han.

Perhaps the people in the capital rarely have access to the Han Palace, but everyone has great respect for the soldiers who protect their homes and country.

Especially in the north, there are often wars. If the kings of Han Dynasty hadn't led the Zixiao Army to guard the border, the imperial city might have fallen long ago, and how could they have lived a good life?

Since there were kings with different surnames, many generations of Han kings died in battle, and the Han Palace has always won the respect of the people.

Shangguan Yu made an agreement with Bai Ling that after the coffin was buried, he would stay vigil for three days and then go to marry Bai Ling.

This time the wedding was in a hurry. Although the preparations were almost the same before, Bai Ling was still neglected in terms of etiquette. Naturally, Shangguan Yu wanted to consult Bai Ling's opinion.

Although she knew that the King of Han might still be alive, Bai Ling also understood through this incident that there would be many surprises in life, and she didn't want to regret that she didn't have time to be Shangguan Yu's bride one day.

Bai Ling didn't care whether people would say that getting married with hot filial piety was a sign of happiness.

Only when they get married can Bai Ling legitimately follow Shangguan Yu and protect his safety.

Halfway through, the two parted ways. Bai Ling still used the space to return to the vicinity of Nanshan Village, and then took his mount out of the space.

"How could it happen... The King of Han's martial arts is very high, he can survive hundreds of battles, and there is no war on the border of Nanwan Kingdom..." Bai Sanshu said, feeling that the truth had been revealed to him.

He hurriedly raised his head to look at Bai Ling, but didn't dare to finish his sentence.

"Dad, this is a matter for the court to investigate, so let's leave it alone. Now that the imperial edict has been issued, the Shangguan will come to marry him at the beginning of February at the latest, and the family should prepare in advance." Bai Ling said apologetically: "It's such a big event.

I didn't discuss it with my parents in advance, which is really unfilial. I ask my parents to forgive me."

Bai Ling's apology mostly came from the fact that it was only at this moment that he remembered that he should consult his parents on this matter.

As for the truth about King Han's life and death, Bai Ling didn't plan to tell his family. If one less person knew about it, King Han's safety would be greater, and his family would have less trouble, at least they wouldn't have to worry about it.

"Silly girl, what are the kind words from my family? My parents are looking forward to your getting married soon, but they just don't want to rush you. If it weren't for the King of Han... my mother would have wanted to set off a few firecrackers to celebrate, and finally

The second daughter of our family has been married off." Bai Liu didn't think much about it, but she didn't know whether she should smile or not.

"Although it's not a happy funeral, you can't skip the rules when you get married in a warm and loving relationship. During this time, your parents will have to work hard. They will prepare for the wedding before the new year, but they won't have time to spare." Bai Ling said about the wedding, not even a little bit.

There's no fuss either.

We were already engaged, and Bai Ling was not a housebound woman in this era, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with talking about marriage.

With the news that Bai Ling was about to get married, he naturally wanted to inform his close friends in the village.

Moreover, the woman also has a banquet, but she cannot confirm the specific date, so it is difficult to send out wedding invitations.

However, everything that should be prepared for the wedding must be inventoried, especially the things that Bai Ling will wear, and the size must be re-tried every few days to avoid changing the size if she gains weight or loses weight.

There are also dishes for banquets, such as meat, which can be slaughtered in advance and stored in winter.

Here in the North, civilization will not begin until the beginning of the third month of the lunar calendar, which is equivalent to leaving a large natural refrigerator for the people.

Of course, after mid-February, if you don’t have an ice cellar at home, the frozen food will dry out and the taste will not be as good.

Considering that Bai Ling was celebrating the New Year at home for the last time, but his in-laws were doing white things, the Bai family's New Year was not very lively. It was just a big family gathering together, talking or playing cards, so it was not boring.

Bai Sanshu was enlightened this time, and sent Mr. Meng to the North to offer incense to the King of Han and deliver a condolence gift as a relative.

Let's talk about Shangguan Yu and his party, because it was difficult to travel in the snow in winter, so they spent a lot of time on the road.

I don't know whether it was because of the reputation of the Han Palace, or because people behind the scenes didn't dare to take action at this time, but the journey was smooth.

Because someone among the advancing troops spread the news that the King of Han had passed away, people from all over the place took the initiative to help clear the road, otherwise they would only be delayed longer on the road.

Officials from all over the country, as well as wealthy gentry, also waited early at the place where the coffin passed, just to toast a glass of wine and send a condolence gift.

As for how many people were sincere and how many were just putting on a show, Shangguan Yu had no time to find out, nor did he have the inclination to do so, so he accepted them all for the first time.

"Welcome the King of Han back to the city!"

When Shangguan Yu led his team back to Zixiao City, soldiers shouted loudly above the city gate.

Then mournful music played, the heavy city gates opened, and a group of soldiers came out of the city to greet him, lining up to wait with military salutes.

In the city, the people knelt on the ground, and many people cried, but they refrained from crying so as not to disturb the sleep of the great hero in their hearts.

Shangguan Yu dismounted his horse and looked up at the white lanterns above the city gate, as well as the elegiac couplets at the gate and the white cloth hanging on the ground. His heart felt like a big stone was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Welcome, Marshal, enter the city!" Shangguan Yu shouted, turning sideways to make way for the team.

The soldiers who were opening the way in front were divided into two teams, holding spears and kneeling on one knee.

The carriage carrying the coffin moved forward slowly. The wheels of the carriage pressed against the snow, making a squeaking sound, which made the person feel much more uncomfortable than the sorrow and joy.

Holding the reins of the horse, Shangguan Yu followed slowly behind, his eyes gradually turning red.
Chapter completed!