The funeral of the elegant lady did not work as hard as that of the young lady.
On that day, linglie couple and adoring couple came to the scene, and the national funeral with the characteristics of the northern moon was held step by step.
Throughout the funeral, Changsheng, dressed in royal robes, held a girl's hand tightly.
At first glance, the girl is not a natural beauty, but she has a white snow like sanctity and pride, with a pure and beautiful temperament.
It wasn't until the ashes of emperor Qingya were packed in boxes, and Changsheng was holding the ashes of her mother's casket in both hands, but she still let the girl hold his arm all the time, and they were like a shadow.
This is Xuanxin Changsheng's words just came out. Linglie and adoration understood.
The child is afraid that after Qingya left, the rest of Qinglan's life is too sad, so he wants to find something for Qinglan to do, so that Qinglan has a spiritual sustenance.
I'm afraid that my father will never recover!
To understand this, linglie looked at the blue white hair: "well, I think Dudu's words are very reasonable. He just fell in love with Xuanxin, and most need time to care for this love.
If he succeeds to the throne and becomes entangled in government affairs, he will never have time to get along with Xuanxin.
If there is any change in this relationship in the future, it's too late to regret. "