After walking for a while, I heard someone calling her behind me.

"The Imperial Concubine."

Nan Yan looked back and saw that it was Zhu Chengxuan, the King of Wei who was dressed in white. He stood at the side door of Jiyan Hall and walked towards her quickly.

"King of Wei."

Nanyan also turned around.

The child was dressed in white, his face was as pale as his clothes, and his lips were not bloody. Nan Yan knew that it was not only because of the death of the queen that made him so sad. He had fought bloody battles all night before, but many of his injuries had not healed.

He came over and saluted Nanyan: "My son is here to pay homage to the concubine."

Nan Yan held the child's hand with some distress.

His hands had clear joints, probably because of their growth, and it seemed to be a little taller than before. His fingers were long and powerful, but they looked very cool.

Nan Yan said, "Look at you, your face is so pale. Didn't you sleep last night?"

The eyes were blue.

The King of Wei lowered his head and said softly: "Of course, the sons cannot slacken in the funeral of the mother."

Nan Yan sighed lightly and said, "Everyone knows your filial piety, but you should also pay attention to your body. I have someone to prepare a bed in the side hall next to the Kiofang Hall. If you can't hold on, remember to go and take a break. I will talk about your father's place."

"Xie Niangniang."

When talking about these three words, Zhu Chengxuan's voice was a bit hoarse.

This concern comes from the tenderness of the elders.

He has experienced very little since he was a child, and now the person who cares about him the most has gone.

He lay in the cold coffin behind Jiyan Hall, where he stood, putting paper money into the brazier one by one, and the flames burned very high, and could not warm him a little.

On the contrary, the imperial concubine's words made him sour.

Seeing him like this, Nan Yan knew that he must be sad.

She was also a little sour, so she could only bear it and said softly: "You have grown up, and I don't have to teach you a lot of things. Do what I should do well. All the civil and military officials in the court are watching with your father."

"My son knows."

Nan Yan patted his shoulder.

Then he asked again: "By the way, you call me, is there anything wrong?"

Zhu Chengxuan sniffed and then said softly: "There is one thing. I want to trouble the empress."

"What trouble is it? What's the matter?"

"It's like that. My mother had told me before... before that if she was gone, some of her things would be sent to the imperial tomb, but there were some old things that she wanted to send back home."

“…”

Hearing this sentence, Nan Yan's breathing paused slightly.

But her face remained silent and said, "Oh? What the Queen said?"

"Yes, just after the Wu family rebelled, my son went to Yonghe Palace to serve, and my mother gave it to me."

“…”

"She probably knew herself, and she knew that she... was almost out of reach, so she asked Sister Chun'er and the others to pack up some things in advance. She said that when she married into the Yan Prince's Mansion, her family gave her some small items, so she didn't have to be buried with her, so she might as well send them home."

“…”

This is naturally common.

There are also examples in the palace. Some elderly concubines, or the queen mother and concubine, will pack up some close-fitting items and send them back to their parents' home after the big business. If their parents' relatives get it, it is considered a kind of glory and a kind of grace.

You can also see things and think of others and express your grief.

But, if it's the queen's thing...

Seeing the imperial concubine frowned inexplicably, as if she was in deep thought, Zhu Chengxuan looked at her with some confusion and said softly: "Empress, is that okay?"

"Ah, oh."

Nan Yan came to his senses and immediately smiled and said, "Of course."

"That's great."

"But, where is the Queen's stuff?"

"Sister Chun'er and the others have packed it up and they are all kept in Yonghe Palace, just waiting for a chance to hand it over to their family."

“…”

"I heard that my aunt and the others were crying in Sishan's Sect, so I wanted to find a chance."

Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "But as the legitimate son, it is hard for you to leave the Taiyuan of Jiyan Hall and go to the place of Sishanmen."

Zhu Chengxuan hurriedly said, "My son knows."

“…”

"That's why I want to trouble the Empress."

"This is not a problem."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Just go back and wait for this palace to find time to go to Yonghe Palace, get the Empress's things, and then hand them over to your uncle or aunt."

Zhu Chengxuan hurriedly saluted and said, "Thank you, Empress."

"Okay, don't have so much politeness."

Nan Yan patted his shoulder and said, "Go back quickly. Remember, if you are tired, go to the side hall to rest."

"I know, I'm back."

Zhu Chengxuan bent over and saluted again, then turned around and ran back.

When his back disappeared from the side door of the Qiyan Hall, Nan Yan slowly turned around and Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her.

Neither master nor servant spoke immediately.

After walking a few steps, Ran Xiaoyu turned her head, looked at Nan Yan's eyebrows slightly frowned, and said softly, "Empress, do you want to investigate that matter?"

"Um?"

"The matter of sending a child to Guanyin."

“…”

"Are they the Queen's family..."

Nanyan was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"No hurry."

"Why?"

"It's important, you can't act hastily. If you reveal something and get discovered by the other party, you're afraid that the truth will always sink into the sea."

Ran Xiaoyu nodded after hearing this.

Too.

The idea of ​​hiding musk beads into the queen, which was used by Princess Yan to send her son to Guanyin, was definitely not as simple as the calculations between concubines in the harem today.

Nan Yan said again: "Besides, we haven't figured out whether it was the queen's family who put the things in, or the Wu family who put the things in the first place."

Ran Xiaoyu said: "But Wu is dead."

"She is dead, and her 'military advisor' is still there."

“…”

Ran Xiaoyu was stunned and immediately understood: "Empress Dowager wants to see Gao?"

Nan Yan walked forward slowly and said softly: "Gao has had many ideas around Wu over the years. If it weren't for her, Wu would have been the target of public criticism even if he relied on Duke Cheng to defeat his power."

“…”

"She has participated in a lot of Wu's affairs."

“…”

"This thing is so hidden, I haven't noticed it for so many years. If it was really Wu's work, I'm afraid it would be unrelated to her."

"That empress wants it"

Nan Yan said: "Search for time to tell the emperor. I want to meet Gao. Ask her first."

“…”

"If it was really done by Wu, then it would naturally have nothing to do with the Queen's family. But if..."

Speaking of this, she paused herself.

This result is not only something she is unwilling to face, but even this result is also something she is difficult for her to face.
Chapter completed!