858: Funeral

Funeral

"Just prepare for the funeral," Zhao Yiqiu said with no expression on his face.1

The King gazed at Zhao Yiqiu. He looked devastated and furious. He shouted at Zhao Yiqiu. "Jiang Shuang is gone, so why are you not shedding tears, why are you still so calm?"

What was wrong with Zhao Yiqiu? He never showed any emotion whenever he ran into anything. He was never sad, but he, as the King, was trapped within these emotions.

Zhao Yiqiu liked Jiang Shuang too, didn't he? Why was he not shedding tears?

Zhao Yiqiu looked at the King expressionlessly, "Jiang Shuang is your Queen, why should I shed tears over her death? I am just a doctor and I have seen the world. Why should I be sad about anything?"

The King looked at Zhao Yiqiu and laughed ironically.

He leaned over the Queen and shouted desperately, "Jiang Shuang, just get up now, get up and frame me, set me up! The old soldiers from the Jiang Family are still active, how can you be gone? I have made use of you before, why did you never take revenge? You always take revenge, don't you?"

The King kept repeating those words until he became exhausted too.

He stood up in sadness and said, "I am taking her back to the court."

"The Queen has already passed away. She hated to travel when she was alive, why do you have to make her travel when she is dead?" Gu Chaoyan added.

The King was startled for a long while.

For some reason, he subconsciously hoped that she could return to the court, where they spent more than twenty years together. It seemed that the court was where they truly belonged.

The town was not. They had no memories in the town, nor was there any rose garden that was built later.

The King looked confused. He was drifting away.

Having said these words… he mumbled. "Then… then I will go back to the court and bring the roses here. Jiang Shuang loved them. I wonder if the roses will bloom this year. And the funeral… yes we need to plan the funeral. Those from the Ministry of Rites are still in the Imperial Study, I need to have a discussion with them, yes, a discussion with them…"

Having said this, the King did not move, he just stood there transfixed. He was motionless for a very long time.

Only now did he suddenly think of something. "Where is De Fu?"

"King." De Fu shedded his tears and answered in grief. "What can I do for you?"

He had been working for the King for approximately 30 years. When he first started to work for him, the King was still a prince, and at that time, he already had a plan for his future. He always had solutions for emergencies.

The King had never lost himself. At least not for real, but this time… the King had. He was totally distracted by what happened to the Queen.

The King did care about the Queen.

"De Fu, what did I just say?" The King asked.

"You said that you are going back to the court, to the rose garden and to meet the ministers from the Ministry of Rites." De Fu repeated in tears.

The King nodded.

Well…

That must be it! That was what he was thinking!

He had to go back to the court.

The King hurried away and De Fu followed, wiping away the tears.

Gu Chaoyan and Zhou Huaijin exchanged a look between themselves in contemplation.

The King must be experiencing the most complicated love in the whole world.

On the bed not faraway, the Queen had one tear dropping along her cheeks.

"What is happening?" Gu Chaoyan was surprised.

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