My Princess Has Been Reborn

The next month passed very quickly, and I don’t know how time passed during the busy time.

The matter of the emperor's reign as the grandson went very smoothly. Although the kings and officials were a little unbelievable, the emperor had already reached a consensus with the emperor. After that, if someone raises an objection, there is no need for the emperor to say anything. They have their own prime minister to help.

However, in three days, the Ministry of Rites hurriedly prepared the ceremony, Taisun was still wearing mourning clothes, and he was pushed to the top of his ignorance. Many people didn't even see the appearance of Xinjun until this moment. Although he couldn't see the talent when he was young, the shadow of the first prince still loomed on Xinjun, which made many ministers place high hopes on him.

After the new emperor became king, the king of Chu was re-evaluated and became the first object of grace for the little emperor.

I don’t know if the King of Chu was grateful to the little emperor, but King Qi and King Wei were really angry these days. As the prince, how could they have no ambitions about the throne, even when the emperor and the prince were both assassinated. There is a unique opportunity. However, the ups and downs lasted only a day, but they turned their heads and bowed their heads to their young nephew.

Convinced? how is this possible! They did not think that the grandson had any other advantages besides being the son of the prince. Even he himself is just like them. It is not his turn to talk about the elders and the wise, how can it be convincing!

The old emperor was right to meditate ahead of time, otherwise he closed his eyes and these unconvinced uncles would immediately cause trouble.

Fortunately, the process of the Zen position went smoothly, and Wang Qi and others didn't dare to make any disturbance at this juncture. The old emperor didn't die immediately after his Zen throne. He took the last breath and sent his grandson to the upper position, and he had to support him.

It wasn't until a month later that the position of the new emperor gradually stabilized, and the old emperor who had been unwilling to swallow his last breath also let go.

Before the spring blossoms, Liang Guo ushered in the national funeral.

Everyone was prepared for this, but when this day really came, the weepers still didn't know where they were. The few days of crying and mourning may be adulterated, but the initial tears and sorrows are true.

At the public office, the old emperor and his ministers met each other for decades. In private, he has always been the confidence of many princes and princesses. For the people of the world, he has created the peaceful and prosperous age of Liang. His death was a blow to anyone, and as the news of the emperor's death spread all over the world, the tragedy will be heard everywhere.

Qi Yang sent away his elder brother and father one after another. He couldn't bear his grief anymore and cried bitterly before the spirit of the old emperor. She hadn't been absent from the Shouling for several days, and she hadn't even returned to the princess mansion once, and she looked haggard and thin.

King Lu looked at Qi Yang, who was crying sincerely, and then at the few princes and princes who were still doing various small movements in front of the mourning hall. He tried to persuade Qi Yang twice to no avail, and turned his head and complained about the bad guys. Dao usually looks at her cleverly, and she is also very affectionate with Qi Yang. Why does she not know how to persuade the princess when it is a critical time?

Lu Qipei smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and did not explain anything, bowed his head and let King Lu blame.

What can she say? Qi Yang was feeling uncomfortable now, and he didn't want to see her anymore. She appeared in front of her just to obstruct the other party's eyes.

Fortunately, the funeral of the first emperor was also done quickly, and even if the little emperor in charge was still lacking, even if the little emperor in charge was still lacking, it still proceeded in an orderly manner. When the Emperor's Catalpa Palace entered the mountain tomb, this grueling funeral also passed.

It was just that Lu Qipei waited for two days in the princess mansion, but did not wait for anyone back.

Qi Yang stayed in Jingchen Palace temporarily, because the other busy had already followed. Although the little emperor had been on the throne for more than a month, the first emperor had taken care of him before, and now the first emperor has also gone. Coming over.

The prime minister is very capable, but guard against his monopoly. King Lu is very prestigious, but he has not asked political affairs for many years. Not to mention General Zhen Guo. He is a martial artist in his bones. He can lead soldiers in battle, but he really can't manage them. So at the end of the matter, it fell on Qi Yang, a man who had no name as an auxiliary, but was left alone by the first prince.

When Qi Yang finished dealing with the backlog of government affairs during the funeral management, he felt haggard again.

Lu Qipei was heartbroken, but he didn't know what to do. Because Qi Yang turned away Lu Qipei on the first day he returned to the mansion, she coldly said to her: "I have to be filial to my father."

In ancient times, filial piety for his parents was three years, or more accurately twenty-seven months. During this period, no drinking, no fun, no marriage, no banquet, and couples having **** with each other are of course not allowed. Qi Yang's reason is irrefutable, and Lu Qipei has no choice but to agree to share the couch.

Lu Qipei's things were quickly moved to the study, and the bedroom that originally belonged to the two people was suddenly much empty.

At night, Lu Qipei stood in front of the bedroom and hesitated for a long time. Qi Yang lay on the couch obviously exhausted, but could not sleep for a long time-she didn't fall asleep tonight. In fact, she had some insomnia recently.

The death of her father and brother was on one side, and the heavy thoughts were on the other, and the most important thing was the lack of familiar temperature and breath around her, which made her feel uneasy. Even if I fell asleep, I always wake up in nightmares. Sometimes dreamed of not being able to ask for it in previous lives, and sometimes dreamed of being found out about the assassination, which affected Lu Qipeixiao's first public announcement...

The nightmares these days have come down, and Qi Yang is almost in a daze, no wonder she is so haggard.

Now it's hard to return home. The moment Qi Yang saw Lu Qipei, Qi Yang actually wanted to plunge into her arms and love her temperature. But when the incident came, I thought of the tragic death of the prince and emperor, and was stabbed in my heart inexplicably.

The assassination was not about Lu Qipei's business, but the human heart was so complicated, and there was no reason to provoke him.

Qi Yang couldn't sleep, raised his hand to cover his slightly sore eyes, and for the first time in his heart felt that he was despicable-there is no reason for others' anger, but her anger was justified, because of a guilty conscience and annoyance.

One month is enough time for her to understand many things. She can think of Lu Qipei's innocence in this matter, and naturally can also think of her inaction in this matter. After all, Lu Qipei hadn't concealed anything from her. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zibert invited Lu Qipei to meet. Both of them noticed the anomaly, but neither of them really took the matter seriously.

When Qi Yang recalled now, he felt that it was a sign. If she was more concerned at that time, would the result be different?

This thought Lu Qipei had also arisen. She was annoyed, and Qi Yang was regretful. But people always have some inferiority, that is, they don't want to admit their mistakes, and want to attribute all the mistakes to her.

Qi Yang is not a saint, so she chose to provoke her anger. But at the same time, she knew in her heart that this was unfair to Lu Qipei. She stayed in the palace to be busy and to escape, until she saw the person again today, and finally had to admit her own despicability.

Tears slipped down the corners of the eyes, and the covered eyes were sore and painful...

Qi Yang whimpered silently, not knowing how to face Lu Qipei and how to face himself.

Lu Qipei hesitated outside the door several times to knock on the door, but in the end he gave up. She dropped her hand in frustration, looked at the door of the room and sighed deeply, and finally turned and walked toward the study in a frustrated manner.

The bedroom was completely dark, but there were lights shining down the corridor, clearly reflecting her shadow on the window.

Qi Yang had covered his eyes and wept, but at the moment he seemed to feel something. She sat up, put down her hand covering her eyes, and looked at the fading shadow through her dim tears, and her heart was even more mixed.

She didn't chase after Lu Qipei who had left, but was sitting on the bed and buried her head deeply-wait a few days, and in a few days she will tell Ngapei all these things. Just like she never hides anything from herself, she shouldn't hide it from her.

Qi Yang made up his mind, and finally gradually fell asleep in the environment filled with Lu Qipei's breath.

The night was not stable, but there were no nightmares to disturb.

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Yang got up to call people, but it was not Zhi Ting or the maid who entered, but Lu Qipei who was carrying something to wash. She looked a little cautious, looked at Qi Yang's dazed appearance, and called out timidly, "A Ning."

Qi Yang blinked and retracted his gaze. For a while, he didn't know what posture he should face Lu Qipei with, so he only gave a soft "um".

Lu Qipei was relieved to see that she was not repelling, and when he put down the items in his hand, he peeked at Qi Yang again, and soon found that the other's eyes were slightly red and swollen. She thought that Qi Yang was still sad for the emperor's death. She wanted to persuade and felt that she had no position. In the end, she had to twist the veil and hand it over carefully: "Aning, don't be too sad. Your Majesty doesn't want to see you like this."

Qi Yang didn't say anything when he heard the words. He just raised his eyes to look at her. The red and swollen eyes were no longer the old style, but people couldn't help but feel distressed.

When Lu Qipei saw her not picking up her veil, his eyes turned slightly uncomfortable. However, thinking of the cold and alienation between the two in the past month, she was a little flustered, so she was cruel, and took the veil and gently applied it to Qi Yang's eyes.

When it was warm and cold in early spring, hot water was naturally used for washing in the morning, but wringing out the kerchief for a while, but it quickly cooled down. When Lu Qipei put it on his eyes, it became cold, which relieved the soreness and discomfort of Qi Yang's eyes a lot.

Qi Yang raised his hand and pressed Lu Qipei's hand covering her eyes.

Lu Qipei's heartbeat was two minutes fast, and there was a trance that was the same as when the two first met. But it was only a moment, and she quickly returned to reality, realizing that there was still a gap between the two that she didn't know how to break.

The heart that raised it sank again. Lu Qipei thought that Qi Yang still didn't want to get close to him, so he pursed his lips and planned to withdraw his hand. It turned out that the hand that was pressing oneself was quite powerful, and whether it was pressed or not, the meaning was obviously different.

Lu Qipei was surprised, and was a little surprised by the sudden thought, and then called out in a slightly raised tone: "A Ning?"

Qi Yang did not move, she put her hands on her eyes, and gradually felt calm in this brief darkness.