Destiny Reborn

The little prince was dressed in plain onyx, but at this moment he was kneeling quietly in the mourning hall despite his mischievous and lively temperament.

"Pata-n pata--" the footsteps echoed in the empty hall, as if stepping on the apex of the heart, it was trembling

The rule in Tianlinchao is that at midnight, only close relatives can be in the mourning hall, and no one else is allowed to be present.

So now only the little prince is kneeling in the huge hall.Candlelight is always inferior to modern lamps, and the dimness makes people creepy.But even though he was only 5 years old, the little prince acted as if he hadn't heard the footsteps, he didn't cry or make noise, and he didn't even turn his head.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. If other people were in such an environment, they must have been so nervous that their legs weakened.But the little prince just knelt quietly.

It wasn't until a big pale hand rested on the little prince's shoulder that the little prince turned his head and took a look.He didn't know him, and then turned his head to look at the queen's coffin quietly.

The visitor smiled.As expected, he is the son that that person valued, so it might be of some use if he thinks about it.

The hand on the little prince's shoulder moved up slowly, the cold touch on his neck made the little prince instinctively get goosebumps.

"General Ji, why are you here?" The gentle voice stopped Ji Yun's big hand that was about to clenched.

"I see Your Majesty, Your Majesty, best wishes." Kneeling down and saluting, it seemed that he hadn't done anything cheating at all just now, and was refined and polite.

"Get up." In Ji Yun's eyes, the seemingly normal steps already had a hint of urgency.

Mu Huanchen walked up to Mu Xuyan's side, half-sitting on the futon, carefully embraced Mu Xuyan who was kneeling aside, rubbed Mu Xuyan's knee, and asked in a low voice, "Is it hemp?"

"Daddy..." Mu Xuyan's eyes were red as he tightly gripped his father's front lapel. Seeing that Mu Huanchen's suppressed tears were about to fall, he looked at Mu Huanchen with his big wet eyes.

"Daddy...Daddy..." Calling his father over and over again: "Mother, will Mother never come back again? Is it possible that I can no longer hug Yan'er..."

Embracing the insecure child in his arms, Mu Huanchen rested his chin on the top of Mu Xuyan's head, shook it slightly, his eyes were full of moisture, and suppressed his sadness: "Yan'er and Daddy... Daddy will Always by Yan'er's side..."

Ji Yun seemed to be separated from the two father and son, and said quite self-consciously: "I am just worried that the little prince will come to see it when he is young. Now that His Majesty is here, I will leave."

"Back off." Mu Huanchen waved his hand.

Ji Yun turned around, the glint of a vulture flashed in the corner of his eyes, and left.

Mu Xuyan, who was held in Mu Huanchen's arms, didn't see either. When Ji Yun turned to leave, his father's eyes darkened instantly.

"Yan'er, are you tired after kneeling for so long?" Mu Huanchen asked warmly.

"Yeah." Mu Xuyan nodded slightly.

"Hey, Daddy will accompany you."

After all, Mu Xuyan was still young, after a day of exhaustion, after being gently coaxed by Mu Huanchen, he fell asleep in Mu Huanchen's arms.

Mu Huanchen looked at the queen's coffin with a somewhat unclear meaning, but there was absolutely no trace of grief for his lover who died in front of others!

The second update is sent and the second update is sent~

In fact, I want to write some horror movies in my brain. Please think of the eerie situation in Japanese ghost movies, but I found it sad that I can't describe that feeling...