With the support of three or five maids, Princess Taiping, who was dressed up in a plain manner, walked to pay her condolences. This was understandable. Her family was only a few walls away from the Qiao Prince's Mansion, so she would not even come by carriage.

But she saw her red eyes and as soon as she entered the door, she headed straight towards Li Chongfu's coffin. Her tears fell, and she cried so hard that she was so sad that she was covered in rain.

She stood in front of the coffin, staring at Qiao Wang Huibai's face, saying that she was not afraid of it at all. Last night, she was afraid that King Qiao would become a ghost and seek his life. She held the magic weapon all night to barely calm her mind. Until it was dawn, she fell asleep in a daze.

But now, she has quickly adjusted her mindset and looked heartbroken in front of this face that once made her disgusted.

Fu'er shouted in her mouth, "Heart, flesh, and liver," as if she was so sad."

This performance stunned everyone present.

Many of them were witnesses of the court struggle that day, and everyone still didn't forget the peaceful and aggressive appearance that day.

If it weren't for her smuggling, King Qiao wouldn't have been forced into a dead end. Now that she is dead, she still crying, which can't help but be hypocritical.

Fortunately, Taiping has a noble status, and even if they have complaints, they dare not blame her in person. And she is not the kind of person who listens to others' criticisms.

Under this delicate balance, Taiping completed her full performance. When Li Jun saw her wipe her tears, he also came over.

Even if he thought that Taiping was not kind, he was an elder after all, and he could not turn a blind eye to her.

"Jun'er, this court will depend on you from now on. You said, why did Fu'er go on this road?" As she said that, tears came up again. Li Jun hurriedly stepped forward to support her and sighed: "Auntie, don't be too sad, it's important to take care of your health."

"My aunt knows, but she's still sad. I live next door, but I don't notice any signs. If I had discovered it earlier, maybe Fu'er could be saved!"

She cried again, and the maids around her kept comforting her. Li Jun couldn't help but say a few words of advice. With everyone's consolation, Taiping finally stopped crying and slowly returned to his house.

After her visit, everyone held their breath and was waiting for the next great god to come, the emperor and the empress.

King Qiao assassinated himself. According to today's arrangement, Li Xian did not deprive him of his funeral treatment as the king. Since that is the case, he would definitely go to the royal palace to pay his respects. It was just a matter of time.

After seeing off Taiping, Li Jun was patrolling the yard for a while. He was observing and waiting. Until now, Wu Sansi has not come to pay tribute. Perhaps he is a little self-aware and knows that he has no shame to come to see Li Chongfu.

As for the emperor and the empress, Li Xian will definitely see it as his biological father. The change is that Wei Shi. She was not his biological mother at first, and she hated him so much that she hated him. Li Jun probably wouldn't come here.

With waves of guests coming and going, Li Xian's imperial carriage finally appeared at the door.

Sun Fulu helped Li Xian get out of the car, and Li Xian changed into a plain dress with stone blue clothes, which was almost mourning. Of course, he did not have the obligation to mourn his son, but he still put on plain clothes. It seems that Li Chongfu's death made him extremely sad.

Li Jun expressed his satisfaction when he didn't see Wei's figure. It seemed that she didn't want to face such an embarrassing scene.

In order to make it reasonable for him to stay here, he also found an errand for himself. After all, he is the brother of King Qiao. At this time of the funeral, more and more guests came to pay tribute. There must be someone who can hold on to the formation and be the master, guarding here.

Li Chongfu was not married, and it was impossible for him to have a wife and children, so he volunteered to take on this responsibility.

When he saw Li Xian, he felt that he seemed to have become ten years old in an instant, and his gentle and peaceful expression was gone, and replaced by an indelible sorrow.

"Father!"

"Jun'er, just be here. Take good care of Fu'er. Just tell Sun Fulu what you lack, and don't let your brother Ai Rong suffer."

"It's the father and the sons will do it. Everything is done according to the rules, don't worry, father."

In one sentence, Li Chongfu's identity was positioned as the king, and even Li Jun's younger brother. This is also a warning to Li Jun, as the prince, don't treat your own brother too harshly, and you must prepare everything you should enjoy.

There was no need for Li Xian to remind these things again. Li Jun is not a kind person, nor does he have a chick intestine, so how could he be slutty with dead people?

With his support, Li Xian gradually approached the coffin, and in just a few dozen steps, he walked extremely difficult.

Once again, he had to face the painful scene of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man. He had sent several children away in his life. He would never experience such a thing again.

The fair skin seemed to have elasticity, and the heroic eyebrows and eyes were still vibrant yesterday, but now it has cooled down and become a corpse.

How could the old father accept such facts? After awakening last night, Li Xian could no longer close his eyes. He wanted to come and see King Qiao immediately. The queen would not allow him no matter what. He was weak in body and weak in energy, and could not stand the cold night wind, so he had to give up in the end.

It was not until this time that when he really saw the cold body lying in the coffin, he had to admit this fact that Fu'er was really leaving.

He couldn't understand why. When he was young, he had never suffered any kind of suffering in the palace, nor any kind of sins, and countless hardships did not make him feel discouraged and passed away, but Fu'er abandoned his life so easily.

He asked himself, and he was indeed a little cold to him, but that was a reason. Moreover, his treatment was hundreds of times better than when he was younger, so why did he choose this path?

"Father, I'm sorry."

Li Xian's eyes fell on Li Chongfu's face. For a long time, Li Jun was afraid that he would be unable to think about anything, so he called out.

Li Xian raised his hand and took out a gold-patterned ebony comb from his sleeve bag. He used the exquisite comb to symbolically combed Li Chongfu's neatly tied hair.

Then, he put the combed back next to Li Chongfu.

Judging from the fine workmanship and tiny shape of the comb back, Li Jun guessed that this should not be ideal for daily use.

Who will it be?

Queen Wei?

As soon as this idea came out, he immediately denied it. Ideal is not ignoring the grudge between Wei and Li Chongfu. How could he put the comb she used in his comb? Wasn't that asking Wei to be bad?

Could it be...

He suddenly looked up and faced Li Xian's complicated eyes.

You Niang's relics?
Chapter completed!