Quick Wear: The little ancestor is here to explore the world again

Ye Feng did not dare to delay and immediately sent a small team out to look for the whereabouts of the princess.

He ordered his brothers to find her safely and bring her back to the capital.

He sent the news back to the capital and immediately set off to place the prince's body in an ice coffin and transport it back to the capital.

Fortunately, the prince and the emperor have been exchanging letters over the years.

I believe the emperor must have been mentally prepared for the prince's passing.

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When Xiao Luochen's body arrived in the capital.

The whole city stood in silence, and the people spontaneously put on mourning clothes, and no one made a noise.

They all greeted his return at the city gate.

They will never forget the contribution of this young man who has been defending his country since he was a teenager.

He is obviously the most noble person in the world, yet he shoulders such a huge responsibility.

The emperor also cheered up and went out of the palace to welcome him personally.

Looking at his brother's emaciated face in the ice coffin, the emperor was so grief-stricken that he almost fainted several times.

He was able to stand up only with the help of Li Quansheng who was beside him, who held his shoulders firmly.

It had only been a few years since they last saw each other, but they didn't expect that when the two brothers met again, they would be separated forever.

He clenched his fists tightly, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and forced himself to be strong.

He is not only Xiao Luochen's brother, but also the emperor of the entire Dayong Dynasty.

In order to ensure the stability of his regime, he cannot fall down.

The emperor's younger brother still needs him to arrange his funeral affairs.

After instructing the Ministry of Rites to take care of the follow-up matters, the emperor slowly got into the sedan chair with the help of the chief eunuch.

The entire Ministry of Rites took extreme care and prepared each item carefully, not daring to take it lightly at all.

The emperor also sent his trusted confidant Li Quansheng to keep an eye on the situation, and everyone became even more cautious.

At this time, the emperor was lying on the couch, choking with sobs as he finished reading the letter his brother wrote to him. After calming down a little, he called Ye Feng to reply.

Ye Feng carefully recounted everything that had happened to the prince in the past few years, telling him everything he could.

I'm happy to hear that my brother has had such a wonderful life over the years and is very happy every day.

Knowing that my brother passed away without any regrets, I felt relieved and my depressed mood also eased a little.

After listening to what Ye Feng said, I realized what I had always felt was wrong.

Why is Princess Renhui missing?

Shouldn't she be staying with her brother?

So he asked what was going on with the night wind.

Ye Feng couldn't answer clearly: "The prince passed away that day, and I saw that the princess seemed to be very shocked."

"I feel a little confused."

"I feel very uncomfortable too."

"Then the princess left without saying a word."

"By the time my subordinates chased him out, he had already disappeared."

"I immediately sent my personal soldiers to look for him, but there is still no clue."

The emperor was also somewhat worried.

In the letter, my brother repeatedly asked me to take good care of Renhui.

The person he is most worried about in this world is her, so he asks her to take better care of him in daily life.

Thinking of this, the emperor called the secret guards and asked them to send more people to search.

Just hope she's okay.

*

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow fell

The sky and the earth were covered in silver.

The funeral of His Royal Highness King Xiaoyao, the god of war of the Great Yong Dynasty, will be held today and will be moved all the way from the capital to the imperial mausoleum.

The entire capital was dressed in plain white, and the people wore white scarves on their heads.

A stick of green incense was burned at the door of every household to bid farewell to the patron saint of the Yong Dynasty.

The emperor had a sad look on his face as he bid his brother farewell.

Suddenly, there was some noise coming from the front of the team.

The emperor didn't know what had happened, so he sent someone to check it out.

A bit of anger also rose in my heart.

Who is so ignorant as to dare to cause trouble today?

The guard came back to report shortly, saying that Princess Renhui appeared in front of the team.

When the emperor heard that it was her, he immediately got off the dragon chariot and walked to the front of the team.

When the people in front saw the emperor coming, they spontaneously made way for him.

Looking at Qingli, who looked somewhat disheveled, the emperor was a little hesitant to recognize her.

The woman in front of him had some dirt on her clothes and her hair was untied, hanging loosely behind her.

His face looked a little haggard, and his expression was calm.

The emperor was somewhat moved when he saw her like this. He wondered how long it had been since she had tidied herself up.

I don't know where she has been during this time.

After some consideration, I still hope that she can make way and not delay her brother's funeral.

"Renhui, can you tell me what you want later?"

"Luo Chen is about to set off, don't delay him."

Qingli looked up at him, her eyes were somewhat empty and her voice was a little hoarse.

She raised the flowers in her hand and handed them forward: "I promised him."

"I will pick the most beautiful snow lotus for him."

"I didn't break my promise."

The emperor's heart was shaken and his throat went dry.

In the queue on the roadside, Lin Wenxin, who finally saw her daughter, covered her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down her eyes.

The emperor paused for a while, then slightly turned sideways to make way for Qingli.

The officials around him frowned and wanted to say something.

But looking at the emperor's expression and then at Princess Renhui's face, he finally didn't say a word.

Qingli came to Xiao Luochen's coffin, gently moved the coffin lid, and slowly revealed the handsome face of the man inside.

The spiritual jade that Qingli brought for him before she left can protect his body from decaying for ten thousand years.

So at this moment, he closed his eyes gently, and his drooping eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids, as if he was asleep.

But the bloodless lips and the dull little mole reminded her that the person in front of her had already lost his life.

Qingli gently placed the snow lotus preserved with talisman paper in Xiao Luochen's arms.

The white flowers reflected his holy and otherworldly face, and they looked so harmonious together.

Qingli pulled the corner of her lips: "Xiao Luochen, I didn't lie to you."

"I said I'd pick flowers for you, so I picked them for you."

"I'm not one to keep my word."

The voice said softly: "Let it stay with you forever."

"In your next life...you have to be careful."

"Please take good care of yourself, and don't die so easily again."

He took one last look at the man, engraved his face in his heart, and slowly closed the coffin lid.

As the lid closed little by little, the handsome face of the man in front of him disappeared from sight inch by inch.

Finally, everything returned to darkness.

Qingli stepped aside and refused the emperor's offer to send him to the imperial mausoleum.

For her part, she had already said goodbye to him.

Looking at the quiet street in front of her, Qingli still felt a little confused.

As soon as she went out that day, she went to the snow-capped mountains to look for flowers for Xiao Luochen.

I searched several places before I saw this one.

I waited several more days for it to bloom.

He just squatted there and watched, not moving a muscle.

He even ignored Xiao Jing's persuasion.

Fortunately, it is a modified body, otherwise I would not be able to bear it.

Just as I was in a daze, my mother came running over and hugged me.

Lin Wenxin looked at her daughter carefully.

Thinner and more haggard.

I haven't seen my daughter for several years and I miss her so much.

I didn't expect to see her like this again.

"Shu'er, you must be tired, let's go home."

He took Qingli's hand and led her home without saying anything.

Qingli looked at her mother's arrangements and obeyed without saying much.

After sending her daughter back to her room and asking the maid to take good care of her and let her rest, she carefully left the room.

The most important thing now is to let her rest more. She can see that her daughter hasn't had a rest for a long time.

How could she not feel distressed when her always beautiful and bright eyes were now bloodshot?

After returning home, he hugged Yan An and cried again.

"My poor Shu'er, why did God treat her like this?"

"The prince is gone, what should she do in the future?"

Yan An patted his wife's back without saying anything, and he didn't know what to say.

I can only give her silent company.