Shu Min pulled the needle out of the concubine's wrist, stood up and walked over with the medicine box, passed by Zhao Yan, and said, "There is still a quarter of an hour!"

Jieyou lowered his head and followed Shu Min out of the bedroom. He passed by Zhao Yan, looked over with his eyes, and looked extremely worried.

Only the grandparents and grandchildren were left in the room. Zhao Yan walked over and sat down beside the concubine. He reached out and hung a wisp of silver thread on the concubine's forehead behind his ears, and smiled and said softly, just as before: "Grandmother, grandson is back."

The concubine wanted to touch his face, but her arm was halfway through, but she was unable to lift it up again.

Zhao Yan held the concubine's hand on his face, and his face looked like a child who was eager to seek credit, but his eyes were filled with sadness, "Grandmother, the matter in the north has been resolved, we have no worries, grandmother, are the grandson powerful?"

"Awesome..." The concubine's face opened with a bright smile. She looked at Zhao Yan with relief. She suddenly smiled slightly and her brows frowned. She seemed to endure some pain, but she immediately continued to smile: "We... Brother Yan... the most amazing. Brother Yan has always been... the pride of grandmother... It's a pity that my grandmother... can't wait... Brother Yan gets married."

"If my grandmother likes me, I will bring her here now and show her to my grandmother." Zhao Yan's voice was as gentle as if he was afraid of the butterflies on the flower stamens.

The concubine laughed out loud and shook her head slightly, "It's too late... Grandma is leaving..."

She was so happy that she seemed to think death was a very pleasant thing.

"Grandmother is dead... your wedding date will be postponed..." She smiled and bent her eyes, "He must be very angry... He is very happy if he is angry!"

Zhao Yan touched the concubine's face and smiled so hard that tears fell in tears: "You are so stupid! Why do you have to delay time in this way? The grandson can deal with it. Even if it doesn't work, can't we deal with a weak woman when we get married back to the house?"

"No..." The concubine shook her head again, "God's will cannot be violated... three times, not three times..."

"The grandson doesn't believe in God's will, but he only believes in himself! Even if God really wants to destroy my Zhao family, we still have to make a profit. The worst result is that we will die together." Zhao Yan said with the thin hand of the concubine tightly.

"Grandmother's giving up...I can't bear it, I can't bear it..." The concubine rubbed Zhao Yan's face a few times, her eyes full of pity, and her lips trembled, "My grandson... Go to die, you are still young, just now... I have... my beloved girl, life is still... long... how can my grandmother willingly give up you to die..."

"Grandmother, you can't bear to die with your grandson. Are you willing to die with your grandson? How can you bear it!" Zhao Yan's voice was almost uncontrollable.

The concubine shook her head with difficulty, "Grandmother and Alin... have been... family affection weaving for years, to tie you up..."

The concubine raked twice in her throat, stretched her neck hard, and continued, "It's gone... grandmother... and Alin, Brother Yan can... the vast sky is wide, there is no need to bear it anymore... he..."

Zhao Yan's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he held the concubine's hand tightly and shook his head, "No... With you and Alin, the efforts of grandson are meaningful, otherwise, what's the point of living alone!"

The concubine opened her mouth and laughed happily, "Now... it's different... You have a girl Luo, she can accompany you!"

"Grandma... is tired... doesn't want to... suffer anymore..." The concubine frowned again, her cheeks twitched a few times, and said with difficulty: "Life is too hard... Grandma doesn't want to suffer anymore..."

Zhao Yan stared at the lifeless face of the concubine, stared at her for a moment, wiped away the tears from her face, and said with a forced smile: "Okay! Go, you don't have to suffer anymore after you go... Alin... Don't worry, grandson must take good care of him!"

"No...use!" The concubine's voice gradually became like a mosquito, "Let it go... Of course, he... lives... hard... not... like... early..."

Zhao Yan lowered his body, put his ears close to the concubine's lips, and waited for a long time, so long that his neck felt sore, but there was no more of the following.

He stiffened his neck, looked at the corner of his mouth with a smile, as peaceful as a sleeping concubine, lowered his body again, and his lips hit the forehead of the concubine, which was still warm.

After a long time, I stood up, wiped my hands on my face, and strode out of the door.

Outside the door, Madam Zhao brought a group of servants, each holding basins, shrouds and other things. When she saw Zhao Yan coming out, she looked at him with hope.

Zhao Yan's voice seemed to be fluctuating, and he ordered: "Go and change your grandmother and knock on the cloud board!"

Madam Zhao was stunned, and then she burst into tears. The people in the garden knelt down and cried.

Zhao Yan walked out, Shu Min followed and whispered: "The Concubine... calculated the date of his return and swallowed the gold."

Zhao Yan paused, suddenly covered his chest and clenched his teeth, and for a moment he straightened his back and walked out with big strides.

In the courtyard of Jinxuanhua Hall, the sound of cloud boards resounded through the clouds. As the four sounds ended, the sound of four cloud boards also sounded in the inner courtyard. Layers of crisp sounds seemed to contain endless sadness were transmitted from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard. Soon, the entire god knew the news of the death of the Concubine Shunyi.

Princess Leyang accidentally smashed a jade bowl to pieces. Luo Mingguang suddenly stood up and asked Chu Yun who reported the news in disbelief: "What did you say!"

"Your Highness, Miss, the Concubine Shunyi has just passed away!" Chu Yun repeated the original words again.

Princess Leyang looked at Luo Mingguang, who was also shocked, and then shed tears, "Auntie, she was in good spirits a few days ago, how could it be..."

Luo Mingguang's mind was buzzing, and the concubine actually passed away! The dates were so much ahead of schedule!

How should God arrange it? Since Brother Yan and Zhang Xianxian’s marriage cannot be escaped, why did the death of the concubine deviate from the established route?

Where is Brother Yan? Has he rushed back? How uncomfortable he would have been if he had not had time to send the concubine to the last journey!

She was full of confusion, sad and confused.

Princess Leyang didn't know what she was thinking, so she took her hand and said, "Let's go and see what can be helped."

The two of them changed into plain clothes and immediately set off for the Shunyi Palace.

At the gate, the manager was leading the subordinates to hang white gauze and white lanterns. Princess Leyang waved her hand to signal the manager to continue to work on her own. The two of them went straight into the mansion.

When I entered the gate, there were servants hanging white veil to change lanterns everywhere. The crying came from somewhere, uneven, and the silence of the yard was sad.

Princess Leyang couldn't help but burst into tears, and Luo Mingguang wiped the tears that were overflowing at some point. Her heart was sad and hurt for Zhao Yan again.
Chapter completed!