nucmednet Chapter 140 Meeting her
Chapter 140 Meeting her
“Your Majesty, almost all the people present at the time were silenced, but I heard that Mu Zixin was also present, and when questioned, he spoke nonsense.
It is said that the deceased imperial concubine came back to life and killed the late emperor with her own hands."
Gu Mujun was about to say it was ridiculous, but when he thought about the details carefully, he discovered with some fear that it might be true.
When the late emperor was buried, an unknown coffin was buried with him.
At that time, he thought that the person was asked by the late emperor to be buried with him. He had too many things to do and did not pay attention to it.
Now that I think about it, it is very likely that it was really the former imperial concubine.
But is it really possible for the dead to be resurrected?
An impulse surged in his heart, but what if it was true? If it was true, then wouldn't he be able to revive others as well?
"Send someone to get all the names that my father wanted buried with the dead."
"Yes!"
Soon all the names of the burial objects were delivered to Gu Mujun's desk.
Among them was an introduction to the former imperial concubine, but her body was buried on the same day as his father.
The imperial concubine has been dead for so many years. According to etiquette, she should have been buried long ago. The inexplicable disappearance of the late queen remains a mystery.
So it's impossible that the Empress was written about, and the Imperial Concubine was really resurrected? But why did she die again?
While Gu Mujun felt creepy, he also began to feel immense anticipation.
If the former imperial concubine can come back to life, then Nuannuan can do it too.
He anxiously took his men out of the city secretly, went to the imperial mausoleum, and dug out the previously buried bones.
The bastard Kongxu was indeed keeping something from him. He even dared to hide such a thing from him.
How many things had he hidden from him in the past? He even dared not tell him such things, allowing him to be pushed onto the throne in a confused state.
The body had been delayed for so many days and had begun to rot, but Gu Mujun didn't care about that and immediately sent people to dig out the body and send it to the border.
The bitterly cold borderland is in winter all year round, with level four freezing, making it the perfect place to store corpses.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to go to so much trouble. There is a dark room in the imperial palace that is always frozen."
"How come I don't know this?"
The guard was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and apologized:
"Your Majesty, the late emperor should have informed you of this, but he was in a hurry and probably didn't have time to tell you."
Gu Mujun's face darkened, and his already cold face became even colder, making people inexplicably afraid.
"Who else knows?"
"Your Majesty, only the secret guards left behind by the late emperor know this. I am one of them."
"Which other secret guards are there from the past?"
"Your Majesty, I am alone."
Gu Mujun looked at him deeply and slowly helped him up.
"When you return, tell me what happened before. Inform the rest of the people and send more people to find Taoist Master Xukong!"
"Yes!"
After Gu Mujun returned, he was still a little worried, so he ordered people to look for talented people and make sure to find some useful people.
He was always a little worried about Taoist Master Xukong.
"Your Majesty, the princess is crying again and no matter how hard we try to comfort her, she won't stop crying!"
The nanny in charge of serving came to report anxiously. Gu Mujun felt inexplicably irritated, feeling that this child was really too weak.
He cries during the day and at night, and nothing can stop him.
He just doesn't like this child. No wonder Nuannuan doesn't like her either and wants to send her away.
If the nanny hadn't come to report it, he would have almost forgotten about the child.
This shouldn't be the case. This is Nuannuan's child, but why doesn't this child have any similarities with him and Nuannuan?
Could it be that they found the wrong person? Speaking of which, finding this child was a bit too easy.
"Go find the imperial physician to see what's wrong. You must serve the princess with all your heart. If anything happens to the princess, I will ask you to investigate."
No matter what, let someone raise the child first and investigate the rest later.
"Yes, Your Majesty, but the imperial physicians said that the little princess was born with a defect and needs to be nourished with the finest medicinal herbs and food."
"Can't I afford it? Just ask the imperial physician to get whatever you need!"
Seeing that Gu Mujun was angry, the nanny knelt down quickly in fear:
"Yes!"
After getting the answer she wanted, the nanny quickly retreated, otherwise the imperial physician would not dare to use the medicine.
After finally being able to enjoy a moment of peace, Gu Mujun let himself lie down on the dragon throne.
Gu Mujun stroked his forehead gently, recalling the past and wondering how it had become like this.
"Your Majesty, what should we do with the Empress?"
As soon as the chief eunuch asked this question, he found that the emperor was staring at him intently, and the look in his eyes was not friendly at all.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. The Prime Minister has sent someone to the palace to fetch the Empress, saying that she is their daughter. If Your Majesty doesn't like her, they can take her back and send her to become a nun, so that she won't waste her life in the cold palace."
Gu Mujun thought of the folk rumors during this period and felt extremely annoyed.
He knew very well that the prime minister was forcing him to express his opinion.
But he still had to get up and walk towards the cold palace. He remembered that there was a guest in the prime minister's family who was proficient in medicine.
I'll ask him for it back and ask him if he can bring the dead back to life.
In the cold palace, a woman was wearing a moon-white silk long dress, the hem of her skirt fluttering in the wind, as if surrounded by mist.
An ice-blue ribbon cinched her waist, slender enough to hold in one hand, accentuating her graceful figure. Her long, black hair flowed down like ink, only slightly gathered with a jade hairpin, the rest scattering casually over her shoulders, exuding a sense of laziness and casualness.
When Gu Mujun came closer, he could see more clearly. His face was whiter than snow, his eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, and his slightly upturned eyes showed a hint of innate stubbornness and coldness.
His eyes are narrow and deep, just like the twinkling cold stars. The dim light seems to hide the thousand-year-old glaciers and endless stories. Just a glance can make people fall deeply in love with them, but they dare not approach easily because of the bone-chilling coldness.
Her nose was straight and slender, like a mountain range, adding a touch of nobility and refinement to her face. Her lips were like cherries, vermilion without any makeup, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, as if she was smiling but not smiling, with a hint of mystery that made it hard to fathom.
She was standing by the pond, hooking a lotus leaf, her figure graceful, like a fairy who had come down to earth from the isolation of the world.
The biting cold wind whistled past, blowing up her hair and clothes, but failed to leave any trace on her face. Only the icy breath became stronger and stronger, as if she was a spirit in this world of ice and snow, blending into this severe cold, never to dissipate.
Gu Mujun suddenly felt a little guilty. He had already found out that Song Nuannuan's death had nothing to do with anyone, but this woman did enter the palace because of him.
If you see him throwing her into the cold palace and ignoring her, it is really inappropriate.
If it weren't for him, the status of the prime minister's daughter would be enough for him to live a good life.