"Her Majesty said that the Little Prince was of noble status and could not remain in this impoverished, remote place. She was afraid some ignorant person might accidentally harm him."
"Also, Her Majesty sent me here this time to bring Prince Ying's remains back to the capital and bury them in the Imperial Mausoleum, with his memorial tablet enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple."
Being buried in the Imperial Mausoleum and receiving honors in the Imperial Ancestral Temple were reserved for those who had rendered great service to the nation.
These were the highest honors of the Imperial Family.
It seemed that the Empress truly did not harbor much hostility toward her mother.
"General Wang, go back and tell Her Majesty that my body is practically made of steel and iron. I won't be harmed."
"As for my mother's remains, you can take them back as well. It's better than leaving them abandoned in this wilderness."
General Wang was also suffering a headache.
Who would refuse to be a prince and prefer to live as a mountain villager?
"Little Prince! Her Majesty has already bestowed a residence upon you, along with several hundred servants and Xiao Si. She is only waiting for you to return to the capital with the Prince Consort and the Little Prince."
"Her Majesty also said that once you return to the capital, you may have the Imperial Workshop make whatever kind of hairpin you wish to give the Prince Consort, and whatever kind of toy you wish to give the Little Prince."
"Cough, cough, cough... Cough, cough, cough..."
Qi Jinghe nearly choked on his own saliva.
Su Qiao hurriedly patted his back. "Are you all right?"
Qi Jinghe glared at her angrily. "What nonsense did you tell her this time?"
Su Qiao looked innocent. "I