Chapter 874

On the tower, white cloth hung high, at the gate, the emperor with civil and military officials, wearing plain clothes to meet, the people on both sides are also full of pain.

Qi'er takes the lead to kneel down, and all the soldiers behind her kneel down.

"Feng Aiqing!"

The emperor looked sad. He quickly walked to the carriage and patted the coffin. "You're going to love me to death!"

Civil and military officials advised, "emperor, you should take care of the dragon body. If Lord Zhan is alive, he will not want to see you like this."

Xia Xi stood at the back of the team, looking coldly.

The emperor pretended to wipe his tears. "It's said that I'm determined to fight for the death of the Lord. The whole country is sad. I won't be happy in three months."

Civil and military officials should say, "yes!"

Mr. Zhang helped him to the Dragon chariot at the gate of the city and came all the way to Prince Zhan's residence.

All the people in Prince Zhan's mansion were white, kneeling at the gate of the mansion.

Fengqin is also dressed in white. Her body is shaking. Since she got the news of Fengche's death, she hasn't touched any rice these days. She has lost a lot of weight. When she saw the coffin coming, she stumbled to this side.

Fubo led the family to follow.

Fengqin directly bypassed the emperor's chariot and reached the coffin. He couldn't stand crying, "che'er, che'er..."

Marquis Qin came up to help her, tears can not stop with the flow, eyes have been red and swollen can not see.

Fubo fainted when he cried. One of the boys pinched others. He woke up with a hoarse cry. "Lord, how can you leave like this? How can you let the slave explain to the Lord?"

He cried miserably, and the onlookers wept when they heard him.

Xia Xi came to him, "Fu Bo, don't cry. Feng Che has gone home. He has been out for so long. He must be homesick."

When he said this, Fubo almost fainted in tears again. He reluctantly supported himself and asked the family to carefully lift the coffin down and send it to the mourning hall.

After they left, Fubo arranged the Lingtang. There was a good coffin in the Lingtang. After the servants carried Fengche in, they changed people into the prepared coffin.

When all this is done well, the people in the house are crying.

The emperor also came forward and looked at Fengche's face. He cried a little. Under the persuasion of civil and military officials, he just managed to stop.

"Princess Zhan, if there are any difficulties in the mansion, I will solve them for you."

"Emperor Xie, please take care of the dragon."

The emperor waved his hand, "Feng Aiqing is my confidant. Now that he has gone, my heart has been dug."

"It's Fengche's destiny to die for his country. He died in a proper place. The emperor doesn't have to be too sad. I believe Fengche will smile under the spring."

Thinking of Fengche's appearance under the nine springs, the emperor was so scared that he was excited. Duke Zhang quickly came forward and held him, "emperor, take care of the dragon body. You'd better go back to the palace earlier."

When the emperor left, civil and military officials began to express their condolence.

When it was dark, the crowd dispersed. Xia Xi was about to ask someone to help Fu Bo to have a rest. A rush of footsteps came. Luo Feng appeared at the door. He was so dusty that he seemed to have driven a long way.

After entering the mourning hall, he stared at the coffin and did not dare to move.

"Here we are."

Xia Xi's voice is calm, "come and have a look at him."

Luofeng seems to be awakened, step by step.

In the coffin, Fengche lay quietly, just like sleeping.

"Fengche, Fengche..."

Luo Feng called, "get up, get up."

Fubo cried hoarsely, and Marquis Qin also shed tears.

Luo Feng starts to pull wind Che, "went out a trip, how did you become lazy, get up quickly, my mother came to see you."

"Master Luo."

Fubo cried and came forward to stop, "our Lord is dead. Please let him rest in peace."

Luo Feng's big tears fell down, "how can, how can, that year he was so seriously injured, even the imperial doctor said he couldn't live for several years, didn't he also live? He'll be alive this time, fauber. You get him up, get him up. "

Phoebe couldn't help crying.

Another step came. Aunt Jing and Lord Luo appeared at the door. Aunt Jing seemed to be many years old and had a lot of white hair on her head. Lord Luo helped her up and saw the wind in the coffin. Aunt Jing didn't say a word and fainted.

Lord Luo quickly hugged her, "madam!"

Xia Xi grabs her hand and releases her pulse. "Aunt Jing is too sad. Uncle Luo helps her to have a rest in the room."

"Child, you..."

Lord Luo wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.

"Uncle Luo, don't worry. I'm fine. I can't fall down. All this in the house is waiting for me to manage."

"If you need any help, just say it."

"Thank you, uncle Luo."

He called someone and helped Lord Luo to help aunt Jing to rest in the room where she had been injured before.

Luo Feng is still trying to wake up Feng Che. Xia Xi knocks him unconscious with a knife and says, "brother-in-law, help him to have a rest. By the way, you can have a rest. I'll find you later."

Feng Qin cried and fainted for many times. He had already been helped to the house. If he left again, Xia Xi would be left in the hall. He shook his head and said, "I'm ok. Let the servant help him in."

Xia Xi can't refuse, "you go to rest, let's alternate at night."

Marquis Qin helped Luo Feng to have a rest.

As soon as they left, someone came to Liancheng. Now he is a common man. He should not show his face when all the civil and military officials are here. When he saw the people leaving, he came in to express his condolence.

Condolence finished, comfort Xia Xi, "war princess, good luck."

Xia Xi nodded, "there will be some chaos in my house these days. Can you let old lady Lian lead two ladies to help me tomorrow?"

When Fengche died, the Warlord's house collapsed. At this time, many people were afraid to avoid it, so they didn't move forward.

Even the city wanted to also don't want of should, "I go back and they said, tomorrow morning let them come."

"Thank you very much."

Liancheng was pedantic, but he could see it clearly and sighed deeply, "Princess Zhan, you should take care. If there is anything else we need for father and son, just say it."

Xia Xi once again thanks, personally send him out, come back, let Qi Er also go to rest, "the next few days will be more tired, if you can't endure to mother said."

Qi'er hugs her. Qi'er has never done this action since she knows about her and Fengche. Now he looks up at Xia Xi, "mother, you and me."

Xia Xi touched his head, "Niang knows, don't worry, Niang will be OK."

"Qi'er will practice martial arts well. When she grows up, she will inherit my father's mantle and avenge him."

Xia Xi nodded, "go and have a rest."

Kiel nodded and went to rest.

Xia Xi goes to the coffin and looks down at Feng Che quietly. For a long time, she reaches out her hand to touch his skull.

There are footsteps outside the hall.