The seventh Prince answered promptly. "Let him stay in the palace for now. After he recovers, we'll make another plan."
"What do you think?" Hearing that, Xia Huanyu raised his eyes to look at the officers in the court. All the people looked at each other in confusion. After a short while, half of the people stepped out and knelt down behind the seventh prince. "I think what the seventh prince said is very reasonable."
After a short silence, Xia Huanyu called Liu Wenan over and said, "issue an imperial edict. Send some people to the imperial tomb to take the little kid back to the palace."
Yun Shang smiled when she heard the news, "that's a good idea. After all, the little kid is the son of the late crown prince. The empress and the Su clan must avoid arousing suspicion. Otherwise, the emperor will be displeased. If the seventh prince told the emperor what he said today, his Majesty would be impressed with his generosity. He can hit two birds with one stone, because he can also have a good reputation in the court. "
The corpse of the fake Lady Rui will have to be buried after seven days' rest in Prince Rui's mansion's mansion. Although she was the wife of the prince, Lady Rui could not be buried in the imperial tomb, so Xia Huanyu ordered to choose a place on a mountain to the east of the imperial tomb to bury her.
On the day of the funeral, Yun Shang took Qian Yin with her and went out of the Li mansion with Li Qianmo. Outside the Prince Rui's mansion, the soldiers waiting for the funeral were all dressed in plain clothes. Soon the carriage with the coffin came out of the mansion. The Butler observed respectfully, holding the memorial tablet of Lady Rui in his hands. The ghost devouring flag was at the front, followed by the Butler who was holding the memorial tablet of Yun Shang. Then it was followed by many people who were crying, most of whom were the servants of the Prince Rui's mansion. They were also the servants of the royal family, and followed by a carriage carrying the coffin. Behind the carriage, there were long teams of soldiers who were protecting the carriage.
The ceremony was rather grand. Wherever Yun Shang passed, there was a crowd of people, and some of them were whispering about who was in the coffin. Yun Shang followed them as they moved through the crowd.
"Master, there are many skillful killers among the crowd." The shadow guard whispered to her as he approached Yun Shang.
Yun Shang nodded her head. She had expected that as Lady Shu was waiting for her to appear, she must have known, that today would be a good day, and she would certainly be fully prepared.
It was about three days from the Jin city to the imperial tomb. The procession left the city slowly, and there were fewer and fewer people following it. But there were still many people following it, and most of them were arranged by Yun Shang.
Soon after the group of people left the Imperial City, they walked into a small valley with hillside at both sides, neither too high nor too high. Yun Shang was about to stop here, and she decided to turn around to go back to the Jin City.
At this time, two stain of bright red figures suddenly flew down from both sides of the hill, followed by over a hundred men in black.
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