Chapter 366 Condolences
The Crown Prince's Consort Jiang Rongyue passed away.
The birth of the great-great-grandson was also somewhat sad, and the Crown Prince's Mansion was silent.
According to the palace regulations, the Crown Prince's Consort's funeral was held quite grandly. All officials in the capital personally led their families to pay their respects.
The emperor and Prince Yan, who were far away in the palace, also learned of the bad news soon.
The emperor, who was immersed in the pursuit of immortality, was quite regretful after hearing the news that his grandson's wife died of dystocia. However, since he was both the emperor and the elder, it was impossible for him to pay his respects in person. He only asked Eunuch Ding to go to the Crown Prince's Mansion on his behalf.
Prince Yan acted quite sad and regretful: "I really didn't expect the Crown Prince's Consort to die like this. Father, I want to go to the Crown Prince's Mansion to pay my respects, and I can also comfort the Crown Prince by meeting him."
The emperor nodded and agreed.
As soon as Prince Yan left, Consort Wei Xian also came.
"Your Majesty, I was shocked to hear the sad news of the death of the Crown Prince's Consort, and I am deeply saddened." Concubine Wei wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and said with red eyes: "I should have gone to the Prince's Mansion in person, but I was worried that there was no one to take care of Your Majesty. After thinking about it, I had to send the female official next to me to go there."
The Emperor sighed: "Okay, let the people around you go to mourn on your behalf, which is also a kind gesture."
Concubine Wei thanked her and left.
After returning to the palace, she ordered someone to call Ling Jingshu over: "A Shu, you will go back to the capital on my behalf and go to the Prince's Mansion to mourn. If you can't come back tonight, stay at Ling's Mansion for one night, and it won't be too late to come back tomorrow."
Ling Jingshu has been in a trance since she heard about Jiang Rongyue's death. She always felt that everything she heard seemed to be separated by a layer, and it was vague and unreal.
She nodded silently, and even forgot to thank her.
Concubine Wei Xian would not take this little thing to heart. Seeing Ling Jingshu's lingering look, she could not help but sigh: "Don't say you feel uncomfortable, even I still can't recover. Such a young and lovely girl, she is gone in the blink of an eye. It's really a pity."
Poor child, lost his mother at birth.
The crown prince will definitely marry someone else in the future. Once the new crown prince's wife gets married, she will inevitably have children. I don't know what the fate of Jiang Rongyue's son will be in the future.
Being born in the royal family is both lucky and the greatest misfortune in the world. Without the care of the biological mother, the road ahead will definitely be very difficult.
Thinking of this, Concubine Wei Xian felt sad.
Ling Jingshu was in a low mood and didn't want to talk. While listening to Concubine Wei Xian's chatter, Jiang Rongyue's face appeared in her mind.
When she first met, Jiang Rongyue's sweetness, tenderness and cuteness left a deep impression on her. After that, although the two did not interact much, they were also harmonious.
The last meeting was actually not very pleasant. However, from Jiang Rongyue's point of view, it is understandable to do so.
After several months of separation, what he heard was the bad news that Jiang Rongyue died of dystocia. While people are sad, they can't help but sigh for the short life of beauty.
The Crown Prince must be very sad at this time!
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Ling Jingshu deliberately wore a plain dress, no makeup, and only a white jade hairpin on her head.
The carriage rushed and arrived at the Prince's Mansion in the evening.
The servants of the Prince's Mansion were wearing mourning clothes and looked sad.
People who came to pay their respects have not stopped since morning. The steward who was standing at the door to greet guests had already tired his legs and his facial muscles were stiff.
When he saw the carriage with the palace mark, the steward did not dare to neglect it and came to greet it from a distance.
A beautiful girl in a plain dress got off the carriage.
The steward was stunned at first, but soon reacted and stepped forward to salute: "Your servant greets Lady Ling." Ling Jingshu had accompanied Ling Xiao to visit the palace several times, and most of the stewards in the Prince's Mansion knew her.
Ling Jingshu came this time in place of Concubine Wei, and her status was different from the past, so she had to put on the proper airs. She nodded slightly and said gently: "I am here to pay my respects on the orders of Concubine Xian, please take me to the mourning hall."
The steward's heart trembled, and he hurriedly responded and led Ling Jingshu into the Prince's Mansion.
The mourning hall was set up in the front hall of the Prince's Mansion.
Everything was white. There were many people coming and going, but no one was making noise. When people walked, they also deliberately or unintentionally lightened their steps, as if they were afraid that the heavy footsteps would disturb the person sleeping in the coffin.
When Ling Jingshu entered the mourning hall, the first thing she saw was the heavy coffin.
And the crown prince standing next to the coffin.
The young man who was full of vigor and brilliance in the past witnessed the death of his wife with his own eyes. The whole person was shrouded in silent sorrow, and his figure was desolate and lonely.
He didn't look at anyone, just stood beside the coffin, looking at the woman lying in the coffin.
Jiang Rongyue died of postpartum hemorrhage. Before entering the coffin, she had already been wiped clean and changed into clean clothes. At this time, she was lying quietly in the coffin, as if she was asleep, with a peaceful face.
Ling Jingshu felt heavy and bitter in her heart, and she felt indescribably uncomfortable and stuffy.
She took a deep breath, went forward to pay her respects, and should have left immediately. Looking at the look of the crown prince, who looked so sad that nothing could be greater than the death of his heart, she couldn't bear it in her heart. She walked to the crown prince and whispered: "The dead are gone, please condole with me, Your Highness."
The familiar voice reached the ears of the crown prince.
The crown prince, who had been standing still, finally had some reaction.
He raised his head slightly and glanced at Ling Jingshu.
He hadn't spoken all day, his throat was very dry, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You are here."
"Yes." Ling Jingshu, no matter how hard-hearted she was, could not put on a straight face in front of the Crown Prince at this moment, and replied softly: "I am here to offer condolences on behalf of the Concubine Xian. The dead cannot be resurrected, and if the Crown Princess knew about this, she would not want His Royal Highness to be depressed. I hope His Royal Highness will cheer up soon and not let the people around him and those who care about His Royal Highness worry."
In the past, the Crown Prince might have been moved by the phrase "people who care about His Royal Highness", but at this moment, he had no reaction at all, nodded, and stopped talking.
Ling Jingshu said no more, bowed, and turned to leave.
No matter how sad the Crown Prince was, it was not her turn to care and comfort him. If she showed too much concern, it would be bad if the Crown Prince misunderstood that she intended to replace Jiang Rongyue.
Ling Jingshu left too decisively.
When the Crown Prince cheered up a little, he found that Ling Jingshu had disappeared.
The Crown Prince's already cold heart became even more desolate. Ling Jingshu has always been like this, always knowing clearly what to do. She never softens her heart.
He turned his head silently, his eyes returning to Jiang Rongyue's face. It was not until this moment that he realized what he had lost.
He lost the woman who loved him the most in the world.
From now on, there will never be another woman who will love him like this!