On the Mingyue Tower, a woman in white was sitting by the window in the private room. She glanced at the funeral procession on the street, then lowered her eyelids, held up her teacup and took a sip. Perhaps it was a little bitter, and her brows frowned slightly.

The man standing beside her had a serious expression, looking at the street outside, wondering what he was thinking.

The funeral procession was very long. Because it was the emperor's concubine's funeral, which represented the identity of the royal family, the empress dowager specially ordered a grand funeral. I don't know whether it was to comfort the dead or the emperor. No matter what, the team was indeed very spectacular.

A large group of guards were wearing mourning clothes, eight of them carried coffins and walked slowly, surrounded by countless palace maids, who were sprinkling paper money all over the sky, falling like snowflakes, covering the entire street with white paper.

At this time, a roar suddenly broke out from the rear of the team, and a bright yellow figure stumbled.

"Stop! Stop me!"

As the roar fell, Bei Lingyi supported his weak body and rushed to the coffin, forcibly stopping the funeral procession.

The palace maids and guards who were attending the funeral were all shocked by him.

The emperor actually chased the team and ran out of the palace.

Oh my God, have they read it wrong?

"Open the coffin, open the coffin for me! I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Bei Lingyi gasped for a few breaths. Because he ran too fast, his chest, which had not yet healed, cracked again, and it caused a pain to make his pale face feel cold sweat. But even so, he still screamed loudly, and his expression was a little distorted with excitement.

With such incredible orders, not to mention the palace maids and guards were stunned, even the people standing on both sides of the road and whispering were shocked.

All of this has been buried. If the coffin is opened again, it will be very disrespectful to the dead.

What's more, the emperor asked for a coffin to be opened and examined. It was unprecedented and unprecedented.

"Your Majesty, this is all buried, this is impossible to open the coffin." The palace maid standing in front shook her head in embarrassment.

Bei Lingyi didn't care about that much, and shouted wildly: "Open the coffin for me! Open it!"

The pale handsome face was a little purple because of anger, and her handsome facial features were twisted to a little because of grief, making her look hideous and terrifying, like a man-eating monster.

The beautiful eyes were so bloodshot that they were about to fall out. They stared at the guard holding the coffin. The eyes were so scared that the guards shook their hands and they all put them down.

The emperor was so terrible at this moment. They absolutely believed that as long as they went against his wishes, they would be the ones lying in the coffin now.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. Su Moliang is so strong, so smart, and so powerful. How could he die of poisoning? You lied to me, I don't believe it!" The roaring voice was deafening, echoing on the dead street, causing a considerable shock to everyone.

At this time, Eunuch Liu, who was running out of breath, finally chased after him, hurriedly stepped forward to support Bei Lingyi, with a bitter expression and a crying voice, "Master, you cannot be resurrected by death. You have suffered such severe injuries. Take care of yourself."

Bei Lingyi didn't need anyone to support him. He pushed Eunuch Liu away and lay on the coffin. He couldn't accept such a blow. He murmured in grief: "You are all lying to me, and she is also lying to me. I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

As he said that, Bei Lingyi pushed open the coffin lid hard by himself. With a thump, the coffin lid fell to the ground and splashed dust all over the ground, scaring everyone to gasp.

He really opened the coffin!

At this time, the guards and palace maids around them all took a few steps back and avoided their sight. Only Bei Lingyi lowered his head and carefully looked at the woman in the coffin.

It turned out to be the face that had been depicted countless times in his mind, and it had not changed at all.

But now she is dead, lying coldly in the coffin, with no blood, no breath, no expression, and even the expression of disgust and rejection of him.

She just died like this and left like this!

No! She can't just die!

"Su Moliang, get up, I might die, why do you die? Do you think you can get rid of me like this? There is no way!" Bei Lingyi roared wildly, tears surging out, and tears flowed in a moment.

He reached out and grabbed her body, shaking it hard, and his whole body seemed to collapse.

"No, I don't believe it. You are lying to me, right? You must be lying to me, right?"

Looking at the face that was no longer vivid and touching her already cold and stiff body, a strong grief hit Bei Lingyi like a mountain pressing down on him. His hands and feet were also cold and numb. His blood was about to solidify, and his heart was about to suffocate. It seemed that countless sharp knives stabbed into his heart, and his internal organs were about to crack.

"Su Moliang, wake me up, wake me up!" Bei Lingyi shook her wildly, looking at the body without movement, and his whole body had collapsed.

"Liang'er, I'm Mo Haoge. Open your eyes and look at me. I don't want to be Bei Lingyi, I don't want to be the emperor of Bei'an Kingdom, I just want to be your friend. You can't love me, but I don't force you. Just let me see you alive and live in my sight. No matter who you love, as long as I love you, it's enough! Liang'er, you can't be so cruel to me and you die. What should Mo Haoge do?"

"Wuwuwu, Liang'er, you can't treat me like this and you die. What should I do?"

Bei Lingyi cried like a child, and his heart-wrenching cry echoed throughout the street, and everyone was shocked like lightning.

Is this the emperor in front of them who is so reckless and ruthless in their impression?

The one in front of me clearly lost all the poor people!

Standing in the distance, Bei Hanyu was also sad and looked at Bei Lingyi in shock.

When he learned about Su Moliang's death, he was also very sad and heartbroken.

He thought he loved that woman deeply, but he didn't expect that his feelings were not worth mentioning in front of Bei Lingyi.

In his impression, the emperor's brother had no feelings, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he realized that when one person's heart fell on another, he saw that everyone else was numb and cold.

Because it’s not that he has no heart, but that his heart has been taken away by Su Moliang.

Bei Hanyu had never felt such a strong relationship, so strong that he could do anything.

I have to admit that he lost.

However, it is not scary that he lost, what is scary is that Bei Lingyi's world has collapsed.

In the past two years, the only belief that supports Bei Lingyi's life is Su Moliang. Now that this belief is dead, his heart will naturally die too.

On the Mingyue Tower, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel ache in his heart when he saw this shocking scene. He couldn't bear to look at the woman in white beside him: "Master, do you really have to do this?"

Even he couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't know what kind of heart Su Moliang was, and he could watch all this indifferently.

However, he did not notice that Su Moliang's right hand, which was holding the window and holding the window frame a little deformed, also endured a huge pain.

"It can only be like this." No one knows how much helpless it contains for a few faint words.
Chapter completed!