After the indigenous heroine was reborn, she went crazy and reorganized the plot line

Chapter 247 Mourning

"He's in there?"

"Yes, His Majesty, he hasn't left the Imperial Study in a long time. It's always me who brings the court officials' memorials to His Majesty for his review."

"Doctor Gu, please advise the master. While Beizhou may seem stable, it is still plagued by internal and external troubles. Your Majesty cannot fall. Moreover, the court officials are already wailing."

Gu Yun listened to Xiao Hei's words and looked at the closed door of the imperial study in silence.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes were calm and silent, unable to see any emotion.

After a while, he slowly said, "Open the door."

Xiao Hei was originally worried that Gu Yun would be unwilling. After all, after entering the palace, he seemed to have been standing outside the hall for a long time and had no intention of going in, which made him very worried.

Now when he heard that he was going in, Xiao Hei immediately smiled and opened the door of the imperial study for Gu Yun, then whispered to Shen Peiqing inside:

"Your Majesty, Doctor Gu comes to see you."

After a long while, a hoarse and dark voice came from inside.

"Let him in."

Hearing that there was hope, Xiao Hei looked at Gu Yun with a smile and made a gesture of invitation to him.

Gu Yun paused for a moment, then stepped inside.

Gu Yun's gaze fell on Shen Peiqing, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he frowned.

Shen Peiqing sat at the desk, his figure looking particularly decadent and thin, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and there was a faint dark blue under his eyes, obviously caused by not sleeping for a long time.

The desk was piled high with memorials, some of which had already been reviewed, while others had not yet been flipped through and were scattered all over the floor.

Shen Peiqing's hands rested weakly on the edge of the desk, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he had even exhausted the strength to hold a pen.

The entire imperial study was filled with a depressing and heavy atmosphere, which made people feel heavy in their hearts.

Shen Peiqing didn't seem to care whether Gu Yunjin came in or not. He just had no intention of stopping and started reviewing the memorials, coughing all the time.

"Cough...cough..."

He looked like he was terminally ill and about to die, which was completely different from the high-spirited and majestic Shen Peiqing that Gu Yun had seen before.

It was as if he had returned to the beginning when he had lost his meridians, but the difference was that at that time he at least still had some stubbornness, but now he was just a wandering puppet.

Gu Yun didn't know why, but he felt angry at the other person for not fighting back. Perhaps he saw his former self, who had also been depressed and discouraged because he couldn't stand up.

He suffered a double blow at that time. On the one hand, he realized that Rong Su really had never liked him, and on the other hand, he became a disabled person.

To the extent that, during that period, he looked neither like a human nor a ghost. How could the current Shen Peiqing be similar to his former self?

Gu Yun suddenly walked over, snatched the pen from Shen Peiqing's hand, and smashed it to the ground, making a crisp sound that echoed throughout the imperial study.

"Are you worthy of the people of Beizhou by acting like this? Are you worthy of the health that Rong Su healed for you?"

Shen Peiqing's gesture of holding the pen did not change. He stayed there without moving, listening to Gu Yun's words as if he didn't hear them. Soon he started looking for a pen again.

Seeing him like this, Gu Yun's anger, which hadn't lasted a long time, flared up. He walked over, grabbed Shen Peiqing's collar with both hands, and loudly questioned him, "Shen Peiqing! Answer me! Who are you being worthy of?"

Shen Peiqing slowly raised his empty black eyes and looked at Gu Yun. At that moment, Gu Yun was stunned. He had never seen Shen Peiqing like this.

Soon, Shen Peiqing answered with a sad expression that was both crying and laughing. There was endless bitterness and despair hidden in that smile. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his eyes were red. Tears were rolling in his eyes, but they never fell.

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from far away: "Gu Yun, she is gone. She is gone. Mingming, if I had just been a step faster, I could have grabbed her hand, but I didn't. It's my fault, my fault!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes, and tears finally fell, dripping onto his clothes, silently, but as heavy as a thousand pounds.

When Gu Yun saw Shen Peiqing like this, he felt uncomfortable. In fact, Rong Su's death was also a pain for him. After all, his love for Rong Su did not decrease, he just buried it deep down.

However, Shen Peiqing is different from him. He can be decadent and forget himself to drink for three days and three nights to commemorate Rong Su, but Shen Peiqing cannot do that. He is the emperor of a continent and the support of the people of Beizhou.

"Shen Peiqing, half a month has passed. You should cheer up! Rong Su doesn't want to see you in this state, right? Think about it, if she were still alive, would she want to see you in this state?"

"As the ruler of Beizhou, don't you know what responsibilities you bear? If you still abandon the people of Beizhou for your own selfish desires, then what was the point of you trying so hard to bring Shen Fengyu down?"

Gu Yun yelled at Shen Peiqing, his gentle face flushed slightly red, as if he was angry.

Shen Peiqing was grabbed by Gu Yun's collar, his dark eyes filled with sadness as he murmured softly, "Meaning. But she's gone, so where's the meaning?"

Seeing that Shen Peiqing was immersed in deep sorrow, Gu Yun clenched his fists. Unable to bear it any longer, he punched Shen Peiqing hard in the face.

With a "bang", Shen Peiqing was knocked to the ground by him, and blood instantly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Gu Yun roared at him, "If you continue like this, you will eventually become an emperor despised by the people of Beizhou. Rong Su, who is already married to you, will also be cursed as your queen, because the people will think that she is the one who caused their emperor to become so decadent and depressed."

At this point, Shen Peiqing's dark eyes seemed to waver a little, and he quietly denied: "No. They can't think that."

"Why not? If you fall, Beizhou will also face turmoil. When that happens, the people will suffer and wail. Who can they blame? They will vent their resentment on you, your queen. Do you want Rong Su to die and still be cursed by the people of Beizhou?"

Every word Gu Yun spoke was quite harsh, as if it was completely different from his usual gentlemanly and gentle image.

But it was because of his words that Shen Peiqing had become a little more sober. His dark eyes brightened, and although the sadness had never gone away, he was already looking straight at Gu Yun.

"I won't let them slander and curse Xiao Su like this!"

Seeing that Shen Peiqing seemed to be feeling better, Gu Yun softened his tone a little, but his expression remained cold.

"Then prove it with your actions. Otherwise, if I ever hear a single word cursing Ah Su in the future, even if I'm far away, I will definitely return to Beidu and settle the score with you. I won't care whether you are the Emperor of Beizhou or not."

Shen Peiqing was silent for a moment. He was not angry at Gu Yun's words. Seeing that Gu Yun was about to turn around and leave, he called out to Gu Yun in a low voice.

"Thank you."

Gu Yun paused, then left the imperial study without saying anything.

That night, Shen Peiqing thought a lot. He sat quietly in the chair, his thin face full of longing and sorrow.

He took out a piece of paper and wrote a lot of words on it, all of which expressed his love and longing for Rong Su.

Looking at the words filled with longing, he said softly: "Xiao Su. Wait for me. Wait for me for a few days, I will definitely come to find you..."

As he said this, he put the piece of cloth stained with her blood into an ebony box, and then put the paper he had written in it, followed by two sachets, one of which was given to him by Rong Su when he went to the border to fight, and the other one was newly made by her, probably something she wanted to give to him on their wedding night.

"Xiao Su. I miss you so much."

He hugged the two sachets tightly, his handsome face looked like broken porcelain jade, and sadness enveloped him.

Shen Peiqing closed his eyes, and crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the sachet and the cold ground.

After that night, news of the new queen's death spread from the Beizhou Palace, and the entire Beizhou officially held a funeral for the new queen for a whole month.

——Ningcheng Xiao Family——

A noble lady, she was wearing a white dress, holding a delicate little boy who was also wearing white clothes.

The little boy looked at his mother, who was staring at a painting. Suddenly, his eyes became red. He felt puzzled and asked in a baby voice, "Mom, why did you drop your pearls?"

After hearing this, Xiao Huan quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She hugged the little boy, pursed her lips, and smiled bitterly: "Xun'er. Mother is sad that your godmother has gone to a place far away."

Xiao Xun tilted his head, unable to understand, but he only knew that his mother was crying and he was very sad too. Then he stretched out his chubby little hands and tightly wrapped them around Xiao Huan's neck, rubbing his chubby cheeks against her, trying to comfort his mother in this way.

Xiao Huan felt relieved, but when she looked at the portrait of Rong Su, she still couldn't accept the news that Rong Su had passed away.

Sister Asu, I hope you can be happy and carefree in the other world.

——Lincheng Jiang Family——

Everyone in the Jiang family wore white clothes and white belts around their waists.

In the Jiang family ancestral hall, there is a tablet placed on a table.

The tablet was engraved with the words "Queen Rong Su of Beizhou".

Jiang Yanyu was six months pregnant and stood in front of the tablet. Her eyes were red and she seemed to have been crying for a long time.

Yuan Shen walked to Jiang Yanyu, raised his hand and gently put it around her shoulders. Jiang Yanyu couldn't help it again and leaned on Yuan Shen's chest, crying.

Yuan Shen's expression was also filled with sadness, and he gently patted Jiang Yanyu's shoulder to comfort her.

"Your Highness is such a kind and friendly person. I believe she will be peaceful and happy in the other world."

Jiang Yanyu pursed her lips and said softly, with a tearful tone, "Yes. Sister Rong is such a good person."

The two of them snuggled together and paid tribute to Rong Su's tablet for a long time.

——Mining City Yanfu——

Yan Liang stood in the hall. There was a tablet on the big table in the hall, with the name of his adopted sister Rong Su written on it.

He poured a glass of wine and fell to the ground in front of the tablet. His voice was heavy and choked with sadness.

"Third sister. Farewell."

Zhou Di actually came as well, but he just stood aside, silently with his head down. But if you looked closely, you could see that the corners of his eyes were red.

Yan Liang suppressed the pain in his throat and glanced at Zhou Di: "Second brother, come over and say goodbye to third sister."

Zhou Di did not move. Maybe it was not because he did not want to move, but because he could not move. He was unable to move because he was afraid that if he really said anything else, she would really leave this world completely.

Seeing Zhou Di like this, Yan Liang understood him. He never thought that Rong Su would leave them like this. He had to endure the pain of losing a loved one again.

He felt guilty towards Sister Lian for failing to protect her daughter.

"Brother, let's not go to Beizhou's memorial service." Zhou Di seemed to have struggled for a long time before opening his mouth, his voice so hoarse that he couldn't form any words.

Yan Liang lowered his eyes and said gravely, "Second brother, if you don't go, then I will. One of us must say goodbye to Third Sister formally."

Zhou Di fell silent again. He closed his eyes, clenched his fists, held back the tears that were about to fall from his eyes, and then turned and left.

Yan Liang looked at Zhou Di's lonely and sad back, and he sighed heavily. Zhou Di's inner pain might be understandable to ordinary people. He had experienced the pain of Xu Biao's death before, and now he was facing such a thing again.

Although he himself was also very sad, he was the eldest brother after all and should have the toughness of a eldest brother.

Looking at the tablet again, Yan Liang said calmly, "Third sister, I hope you can be free from pain and only happy in the other world."

——Hundred Gates——

"Master." Asoyi returned to Baitiaomen, but within a few days she received such news. She was completely plunged into grief.

When Asoyi saw Rong Su's tablet placed in front of the door, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Anaan received a pigeon message from Rongsu long before Asoyi returned and before Rongsu was about to get married, and knew that Shen Ying did not kill Asoyi.

He saw Asoyi's eyes were red from crying, and then he looked at the tablet, his eyes also red in silence.

Aku has been kneeling in front of Rongsu's tablet since last night, without moving a muscle.

Anaan couldn't bear to watch it, so he walked over and said, "Brother Aku, if you keep kneeling like this, your legs will be broken."

Aku didn't say anything and knelt stubbornly, but his face had turned pale.

Asoyi also walked over and helped Anan to persuade Aku: "Brother Aku, the Sect Master doesn't want to see you like this. Otherwise, the Sect Master will be sad."

Aku's eyes moved slightly, and he strained his throat, as if playing a broken erhu, and made a hoarse sound.

"If I hadn't listened to the Sect Master and attended her wedding banquet in person, this wouldn't have happened. It's my fault."

Upon hearing this, Anaan frowned and retorted, "Brother Aku, this isn't your fault. The fault lies with Shen Fengyu! He was the one who killed the Sect Master!"

Asoyi agreed and echoed: "Yes! Shen Fengyu is the culprit! Brother Aku, don't blame yourself."

Aku lowered his head, his eyes closed, tears welling in them.

His hands were shaking, and he could hardly suppress the grief in his heart.

If he doesn't blame himself, how can he live with his conscience!

Sect Master, Aku is useless and cannot protect you!

"Brother Aku, what the Sect Master cares about most is Bai Tiao Sect. As long as you help the Sect Master to strengthen Bai Tiao Sect, the Sect Master will be happy watching from heaven." Anaan saw Aku so sad, he tried to find a way to comfort him, he seemed not to want to see Brother Aku like this.

Aku was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes: "That's right, as long as I strengthen the Hundred Sects, the Sect Master will come back one day."

Anaan frowned and wanted to say something in rebuttal, but Asoyi held his hand. He looked over and saw Asoyi shaking his head, telling him to stop talking. He had no choice but to shut up and stop talking.