Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Just when Lin Lang was accompanying Helan Minyue to coax his son and play with the little guy, Princess Yazhi's personal Baekje maid came to report in tears.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Ya is crying bitterly right now. Please go and see her quickly, Your Majesty."

Lin Lang was stunned after hearing this, because he had traveled back through time to the second year of the Zongzhang period of the Tang Dynasty, and he was a little confused when he heard the name of Concubine Ya.

But Sun Yizhen had told Lin Lang before that Korean history books recorded that after Emperor Lin Lang led the Tang army to unify the Chaoxian Peninsula in 655 AD, he not only married Princess Pyongyang of Goguryeo, but also Princess Jin Yao of Silla and Princess Yazhi of Baekje.

The system prompts: "Currently, Princess Yazhi 'Fuyu Xue' has given birth to a daughter for the host, named Lin Zhiling, who is now two years and three months old."

After reading it, Lin Lang looked at the Baekje maid, frowned, and asked, "What happened? Why is Concubine Ya so sad and crying?"

"Your Majesty, urgent news has just arrived from Luoyang, eight hundred miles away. Consort Ya's father, Buyeo Yici, passed away in Luoyang a few days ago. The court has bestowed upon him the rank of Minister of the Imperial Guards and granted special permission to Baekje's captured ministers to mourn at his death. He has been posthumously named Shao and buried in Mangshan, north of Luoyang."

Lin Lang was shocked after hearing this.

System prompt: "After the host led the Tang army to unify the Chaoxian Peninsula, after the fall of Baekje, King Yici was captured and taken to Luoyang. Li Zhi pardoned King Yici's family and allocated land and houses to them for their living. Now Buyeo Yici has passed away due to illness.

Upon hearing the news, Helan Minyue immediately said sensibly, "Your Majesty, Sister Yafei is extremely sad after losing her father. She needs company right now. You should go and stay with her."

"Okay." Before leaving, Lin Lang touched his son's little face and said, "My dear son, father is leaving first, you have to be good."

The little guy blinked his big, bright eyes, drooled from the corners of his mouth, shook his little arms like lotus root nodes, and grabbed things with his hands as if he was saying goodbye to his father Lin Lang.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully bid you farewell." Helan Minyue made a simple bow on the bed.

Lin Lang walked quickly and soon arrived at Princess Yazhi's bedroom in the mansion.

Before I pushed the door open, I could already clearly hear the suppressed sobbing sounds from inside, mixed with the soft and crying voice of a child, and the sound of "Mom" made my heart feel heavy.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Zhiling's voice was full of panic and nasal tone. "Mom, you keep crying. Ling'er... Ling'er wants to cry too..."

Hearing his two-year-old daughter being so sensible, Lin Lang felt mixed emotions. He raised his hand and gently pushed open the door of the palace.

In the warm room, Fu Yuxue was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her plain palace dress made her face look even paler. In her hand, she tightly grasped a warm jade pendant - it was the token of love her father gave her when she got married. Her jade face was shining with tears.

Her shoulders trembled violently, tears rolled down her cheeks, wetting her clothes, and she cried like a pear blossom in the rain, completely losing her usual gentle appearance.

Little Zhiling stood in front of the bed, her little face full of tear marks, her chubby little hands still clutching the corner of her mother's clothes, comforting her mother with heartache.

Seeing Lin Lang coming in, little Zhiling was stunned for a moment, then she rushed over with her short legs, raised her tearful face and shouted, "Father!"

Lin Lang bent down and picked up his daughter. His fingertips touched her warm tears. He then looked at Fu Yuxue, who was lying on the edge of the bed, overcome with grief, and said in a deep voice, "Ya Fei, I'm here."

When Fu Yuxue heard the familiar voice, she paused crying for a moment and slowly raised her tearful eyes.

Those eyes, once filled with laughter, now held only endless sorrow. She opened her mouth, about to speak, but tears welled up again. She bowed and choked with sobs, "Your Majesty... My father, he's gone..."

Lin Lang carried little Zhiling to the bedside and sat down, gently patting Fu Yuxue's back to comfort her. "I understand. The court bestowed upon my father-in-law the title of Weiweiqing, and allowed an old minister to attend his funeral and bury him in Beimang Mountain, with a monument erected for him. This is considered respectable."

Fu Yuxue cried and said, "I am an unfilial concubine. I was unable to take care of my father until his death. I didn't even see him for the last time before he passed away. Woo woo..."

Lin Lang comforted her, "Don't cry, my beloved. You are so sad. If you cry yourself to death, what will happen to Zhiling?"

Little Zhiling in her arms seemed to understand, she stretched out her little hand to wipe the tears from her mother's cheek, and repeated in a baby voice: "Mommy, don't cry..."

Fu Yuxue looked up at her daughter, then at Lin Lang. Her tense emotions finally found a place to rest. She leaned her head on his shoulder, tears falling like beads from a broken string.

Little Zhiling looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes and asked aggrievedly, "Father, why is mother so sad?"

Lin Lang gently stroked his daughter's head and replied softly, "Your grandfather passed away in Luoyang."

"Grandfather?" Little Zhiling had never seen her grandfather since she was born, so the term "grandfather" was unfamiliar to her.

Lin Lang explained: "It's your mother's father."

"Oh." Little Zhiling responded in a confused manner, tilting her head to look at her still crying mother. She stretched out her little hands to hug Fu Yuxue's neck and sobbed comfortingly, "Be good, mother, don't cry!"

Fu Yuxue sobbed and hugged her daughter tightly, her voice choked with sobs as she said, "Ling'er is so good. Mother wants to stop crying, but she can't help it!"

Little Zhiling said innocently, "Mother, if Ling'er gives you the delicious food that Father bought for me, will you stop crying?"

Fu Yuxue kissed her daughter's cheek with tears in her eyes and said with relief: "Ling'er is really sensible. Mother won't eat it."

Lin Lang gently stroked Fu Yuxue's frail back, soothing her again and again, "Don't cry, my beloved! The dead are gone forever, and the living should live like this. Please accept my condolences!"

Fu Yuxue tearfully said, "After my father passed away, how will my mother live in the future?"

Lin Lang consoled her, "Don't worry, my beloved. Your six brothers are all settled in Luoyang. Your eldest brother, Fu Yulong, has even been appointed Minister of Justice, a third-rank official. His salary and official land alone are enough to cover the daily needs of the entire family."

"Really?" Fu Yuxue looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes.

Lin Lang replied patiently: "Of course it's true."

"According to the Tang Dynasty regulations, a third-rank official could receive 100 hu of rice and 30 strings of cash annually. Furthermore, a third-rank official could be allocated 21 hectares of official land, which could be cultivated by his family or rented out for rent."

"My brother's income is enough to support the family's decent life."

After hearing this, Fu Yuxue sniffed with tears in her eyes and said sobbingly, "Your Majesty, can I bring my mother to Chang'an to live with us?"

Lin Lang replied readily, "Of course, as long as my mother-in-law is willing, you can bring her to Chang'an for a short or long stay. But I'm afraid my mother-in-law would still prefer to live in Luoyang with her children and grandchildren, and not come to Chang'an to retire."

Fu Yuxue pleaded pitifully, "If my mother doesn't want to live in Chang'an, then she can stay in Chang'an for a while every year to keep me company! Ling'er hasn't even met her grandmother yet."

"Okay, since my beloved misses my mother-in-law so much, I will take you back to Luoyang now."

Fu Yuxue was overjoyed upon hearing this. Wiping away tears, her voice trembled as she spoke, "Really? Then, Your Majesty, could you take me to my father's grave to pay respects and burn some paper money so I can show my filial piety?"

Lin Lang replied, "Okay, but Ling'er is still young and a girl. It's not suitable for her to be in a place with such heavy yin energy like a cemetery. Don't take her with you."

When little Zhiling heard that she could not follow her mother, her eyebrows, which had been trying to comfort her, immediately frowned, her little mouth pouted, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

Her little hands tugged at the corner of Fu Yuxue's clothes, shaking her as she cried out in a sobbing voice, "No, no! Ling'er, don't want to be separated from mother. I want to be with mother."

Fu Yuxue's tears, which had not yet stopped, welled up again. She reached out and hugged her daughter in her arms, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, her voice trembling softly.

"Mother is reluctant to leave Ling'er, but your father said that little girls shouldn't go to places with such heavy yin energy as cemeteries."

"No, no, Ling'er, don't be separated from mother, wuwu..."

Lin Lang looked at the mother and daughter hugging each other and crying in his arms, and his heart softened. He reached out and rubbed Xiao Zhiling's head, and his tone became softer.

"Ling'er, dear, it's not that father forbids you from going to Luoyang with mother. It's just that we've reached the foot of the mountain where your grandfather's tomb is. Can you wait in the carriage? It's warm in the carriage, and you can eat your favorite candied fruit. After mother finishes paying her respects, I'll take you to see your grandmother, okay?"

Little Zhiling loosened her grip on her mother's clothes and looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes: "Okay, then Ling'er will wait for mother in the carriage."

"Ling'er is so good." Lin Lang wiped his daughter's tears with heartache.

Fu Yuxue gradually stopped crying, and the bitterness in her heart eased a little. She looked at Lin Lang with a little more warmth in her eyes: "Your Majesty is so considerate. I... thank you very much, Your Majesty."

Lin Lang held Fu Yuxue's slightly cold hand and patted it gently, "My dear, you can't go back to your parents' home empty-handed. You should personally take people to the storehouse in the mansion. If there are any gifts you want to bring back to your parents' home, tell the servants to load them onto the carriage. I won't mind taking as much as you want. Once everything is loaded, we will set off."

After hearing this, Fu Yuxue bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

When Xiao Zhiling heard that "we'll set off after packing our things", she immediately forgot her previous grievances and hugged Lin Lang's neck and jumped for joy: "Ling'er is going to Luoyang to see her grandmother, hehe!"

Fu Yuxue was amused by her daughter's appearance and laughed. She tapped her little nose and said, "Yes, Ling'er will not only be able to see her grandmother, but also your six uncles!"

"Wow, six uncles?" Little Zhiling's face was full of anticipation, looking forward to starting her trip to Luoyang.

"Yes! Your eldest uncle is Buyeo Long, the former crown prince of Baekje. Your second uncle is Buyeo Xiao, your third uncle is Buyeo Tai, your fourth uncle is Buyeo Yeon, your fifth uncle is Buyeo Feng, and your youngest uncle is Buyeo Yong."

After hearing this, Xiao Zhiling blinked her bright eyes and playfully tilted her head to ask, "Then why isn't my uncle Buyeo Long the crown prince of Baekje now?"

Buyeo Xue was somewhat speechless when asked, but still sighed truthfully: "Because Baekje was destroyed by your father."

"Ah?" Xiao Zhiling exclaimed in surprise, confused and bewildered, "Then Ling'er's six uncles must hate my father to death, right?"