Chapter 550

Mu Xue makes Ning Shu abandon her, but she just retreats to make progress. Another minister puts pressure on Ning Shu.

Ning Shu looked at these people and said sarcastically, "it's my daughter who died. You people don't have back pain when you stand talking. Mu Xue, your sister died because of you. Isn't it guilt?"

Mu xuetou kowtows to the ground, and the voice of the urn is snuffled, "the son minister has never thought of killing the four Royal sisters. The son minister is not worthy of being a reserve prince, and asks the mother emperor to abandon the son minister."

"Your Majesty, think twice." The minister called at once.

Ning Shu looked tired, and finally waved and said, "Empress Dowager has thought about it behind closed doors. You can't go out of Dowager's mansion without my will."

"My son thanked the mother and the emperor." Bathe the snow head to knock on the ground.

Ning Shu looked at muyao on the stretcher and said, "prepare the coffin for the fourth daughter of the emperor."

Ning Shu is tottering when he walks. If she is not supported by the autumn official, Ning Shu is afraid that she will be planted on the ground.

Mu Xue looks at Ning Shu's back with deep eyes.

When I returned to the dormitory, I didn't have any strength to fall on my couch. After a long time, I said, "I buried the fourth daughter with the fastest speed."

Autumn female official answered yes.

Because there was no ready-made coffin, Ning Shu gave the emperor's coffin of Mu nishang to Mu Yao. The minister wanted to say that it was not in line with the etiquette, but seeing Ning Shu with red eyes, his eyes were full of coldness and violence, and he dared not say anything more.

This was originally the fault of the Empress Dowager. She was only forbidden, but the four daughters died.

Now it is very dangerous for them to speak for Empress Dowager. They dare not provoke Ning Shu any more.

The body of the fourth daughter of the emperor was put into the coffin at the fastest speed and was ready to be buried the next day.

The outside world just said that her majesty couldn't accept the death of the four Royal daughters. She just wanted to be buried quickly. Another intention was to protect her majesty.

In the middle of the night, there are white sails hanging in the main hall, with weak oil lamps, and occasionally the big bean fire beats.

The gorgeous coffin was placed in the middle, which had a kind of gloomy feeling. Ningshu walked into the hall, pushed the coffin away, stretched out his hand and patted muyao's face, saying, "Hey, wake up."

Muyao was pale, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and lay motionless in the coffin. Ningshu pinched muyao's nose. At first, muyao could not help but open her mouth and inhale.

"Oh, my head." Muyao struggled to get up from the coffin and felt the back of her head. "The mother emperor, the son minister's head hurts so much, why don't you bandage the son Minister?"

"What do you have to do to die?" Ning Shu waved, and the dark guard came in, holding a stone in his hand, and put it into the coffin.

"Nailed the coffin to death." Ning Shu and the two dark guards gave an order.

Ning Shu leaned against the pillars of the hall, looked at muyao who kept touching the back of her head and said, "I'll live a good life with Yuan Jun in the future."

"He told me that he would go to the royal mausoleum to guard your tomb." Ning Shu thinks that the current Prince is not the same as the one in the plot. Because of his dishonor, he has been criticized a lot. He has to face other people's different eyes everywhere. He has no more ambition in his heart.

Moreover, Ning Shu can see that muyao's death is a blow to the emperor. After all, muyao really treats him. When the emperor's life is in despair, muyao will never leave him.

I plan to spend the rest of my life in the desolate Mausoleum as a tomb keeper.

"Thank you, my son." Muyao said with a smile, "thank you for everything your mother has done for your children."

"Now my son is going out to have fun and travel around the world." Muyao said, "my son is following the emperor, and my son's true love. We travel around the world together."

Nima, it's a good life. She's jealous. She's so hard. She's dying soon. She has to worry about it every day.

"I'll go out with the funeral procession tomorrow. I'll send someone to protect you." Ning Shu asked, "don't let people perceive you, can you do it?"

"My son can do it." Muyao patted her heart and assured her that she would not make trouble for her mother

Ning Shu saw that dark Wei had nailed the coffin to death, patted Mu Yao on the shoulder, and turned around and left the hall.

The next day, Ning Shu watched the long funeral procession leave the palace. Muyao was in the funeral procession. Muyao looked back at Ning Shu, who was standing at a high place. She wanted to wave goodbye, but considering this situation, she had to follow the procession.

Seeing muyao out of the palace, Ning took a sigh of relief and went back to the palace on the chariot.

For several days, Ning Shu didn't go to the court. Ning Shu didn't want to go to the court. Now he finds a reason. It's too sad to lose her daughter. She doesn't want to go to the court. Who let me go to the court and kill.

Let Ning Shu rest for a while.

To Ning Shu's disappointment, this time's incident failed to remove the position of the empress dowager, which is obviously not enough.

Moreover, the minister is so strongly against it because muyao is dead. There is no need to build a living person for a dead person. The dead person has no value. Moreover, the living muyao is not as valuable as muxue.Muxue is forbidden by Ningshu for an indefinite period. Liu Changqing doesn't say anything. He still delivers tonic soup to Ningshu. Then he holds Ningshu's ugly hand and instructs her: "Your Majesty, you need to recuperate your body."

Ning Shu:

Anyway, Ning Shu doesn't know what Liu Changqing means.

In the dead of night, Ning Shu catches Mu Qing, who has been airing for a long time, and Mu Qing still wears clothes with ordinary fabrics that are not very good.

Seeing Ning Shu, Mu Qing's face, with vigilance and suspicion, asked, "what do you want me to do?"

MuQing has been very careful in this period. She really doesn't know what her mother in name wants to do. She has left her aside. Now she is very careful in the cold palace. She always feels uneasy and kind-hearted.

Ning Shu looks at Mu Qing, just like the hedgehog who is full of fried thorns, and asks, "how are you recently?"

MuQing:

Mu Qing's mood can only be described by ten thousand heads of grass and mud horses. She is also asked if she has a good life. It's obviously satire. It's irony.

Play like this. Play with people.

MuQing bares her teeth. "It's been a good, very good life."

Ning Shu nodded and took a memorial. "Come and read it."

Mu Qing grabs her head impatiently, picks up the memorial and reads it. After reading it, Ning Shu asks her how to solve it. Mu Qing directly says she doesn't know.

Ning Shu took a look at her and asked her to read a memorial. After Mu Qing finished reading it, Ning Shu asked, "if it's you, how do you deal with this matter? What's the mind of the minister who played on it?"

"I don't know." MuQing said directly.

Ning Shu took out another copy of the memorial. "Read it again."

MuQing can see that if she doesn't come up with a solution tonight, she will always read the memorial.

Old witch.