My name is Hong Zhou, Prince of Qinghe, and my life motto is "As long as I am unreliable enough, the throne will never catch up with me."
At this moment, I was lying in the golden nanmu coffin, chewing the pork elbow on the altar, listening to the crying outside. The housekeeper was howling: "Your Majesty! You died miserably!" I nodded with satisfaction. I had to give him more money this month.
At this time, the servants suddenly rushed in and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Your Majesty has arrived and said that he would personally come and burn incense for you..."
The elbow in my mouth fell off with a "pop". My emperor brother won't come to court to visit my grave? This was not for worship, but for "opening the coffin and conducting an autopsy." Can this funeral be properly handled?
——Continue to pretend to be dead to the end, or pretend to be dead and get up to pick up the driver? Waiting online, quite urgent.
