"Yu Su, here!"

Feng Jing sat on the horse's back and looked into the direction of the city gate. He had already seen a group of people waiting outside the city. Looking at the situation, it was probably the emperor who threw the ministers to welcome Prince Jing.

Prince Jing also deserves such etiquette.

Murong Yusu nodded, his hands kept moving, slowing down slightly.

He turned his head and looked at the coffin on the carriage and said softly: "Father, my son has taken you home."

The people around him jumped off the horse's back at the same time and followed him step by step. Feng Jing also got off the horse and walked along the way with his hands holding the coffin.

Prince, everyone is here to pick you up home.

At the gate of the city, Princess Jing, who was in the carriage team, took steps and moved towards the carriage step by step, regardless of the emperor's presence.

Honeysuckle held her back and could feel the princess' body trembling.

The emperor quietly looked at him without saying a word, pursed his lips and lowered his head, and his sadness was beyond words.

The ministers kept silent and watched silently.

The atmosphere at this time makes people feel a little suffocating and too heavy.

"Prince, I'm here to pick you up!"

As the carriage approached, Princess Jing suddenly ran away and no longer endured, "Prince!"

With a cry of sorrow, he fell to the ground with an unstable footsteps. Honeysuckle rushed forward to support him.

Murong Yusuma couldn't sit still on her back and flew in front of Princess Jing, "Mother! The child is back with his father."

"Prince!"

Princess Jing was helped up and couldn't listen to anything. She rushed towards Prince Jing's coffin. She just endured her hiding place and finally collapsed completely the moment she saw the coffin.

The princes heard people's hearts as if they were slashed.

"Prince, how can you leave Xitong behind? How can you? How can you..."

The heart-wrenching questioning sounds pounced on the coffin made the people around them look away and couldn't bear to look at each other.

She slapped her palms hard, as if she didn't know the pain, as if she could wake up the person inside and answer her words.

"Mother!"

Murong Yusu rushed over and hugged Princess Jing tightly in her arms. She would hurt herself like this, and she would cry.

"Mother, don't do this!"

Honeysuckle looked at the mother and son, biting her lips and bursting her tears again.

"Brother of the Emperor, I have led all the ministers to welcome you home!"

The emperor also walked up slowly, waved the hem of the dragon robe, knelt on one knee, bowed to the coffin, and the ministers behind him knelt down together, and the sad voices shook the sky.

The emperor's kneeling ceremony is of the highest standard even if it is half a ceremony.

Murong Yusu could only pull Princess Jing to kneel down as a family member to return the gift.

"Welcome the prince home!"

With three loud greetings on his face, the emperor slowly stood up and walked towards the coffin. When he touched the coffin, perhaps the sadness reached its peak. He cried and slapped his hands on the coffin, "Brother, why did you leave one step ahead of me? You will leave this slowly lonely and the country and country, how can you bear it!"

Whether the true feelings are revealed can be seen at a glance that Prince Jing is there, and the emperor has confidence in his heart, because he knows that no matter how high Prince Jing is, he will never have to worry about his great achievements and shocking the Lord.

Prince Jing once told him personally that the emperor would not doubt him in his life.

The emperor wanted to expand territory, and the Prince Jing's Mansion was the pioneer. When the emperor pointed out, he fought wherever he wanted to maintain a country and prosper the country. The Prince Jing's Mansion guarded the country for the court, so that the emperor had no worries. The Prince Jing's Mansion was only loyal to the great abyss, the country and the country were loyal to the emperor, and he would never form a clique for personal gain. Therefore, what the emperor wanted to do, just let it go.

Such ministers, such brothers.

Can the emperor not be sad at this time? Only he knows what he has lost.

For so many years, everything in Prince Jing’s mansion has been transparent to him, and his emperor brother has been practicing what he said to him.

So others thought that he knew that Prince Jing’s Mansion colluded with the forces of the martial arts and the world and suspected Prince Jing’s Mansion were all self-righteous. The things from Prince Jing’s Mansion were always clearly placed in front of him.

People all say how the emperor trusts Prince Jing's Mansion and how he feels at ease with Prince Jing's Mansion, but he never thought about why Prince Jing's Mansion has the military power in hand, so he is so at ease with Prince Jing's mansion.

"Brother! You said that this year, I will go back to Beijing to drink with me and give me a Northwest that will make me rest assured! You have made a promise in your life, why did you break your promise this time?"

The ministers bowed their heads silently, and some people had tears in the corners of their eyes.

Seeing this scene doesn't make people cry, I still remember that Prince Jing was seriously injured and was ordered to go to the northwest when he was in danger, but now he is back with a corpse.

Sometimes it is indeed unfair to God.

Prince Jing has been in a military life, although he is of high status and power, if you think about it carefully, how have you ever enjoyed the hustle and bustle of Kyoto City for a few days?

He spent his whole life working for the country and country in Dayuan. He always looked energetic in armor and rarely remembered what he looked like in court uniforms.

In his prime, the prince had not yet got married and left like this. How could life be a regret?

"Prince!!!"

Princess Jing held the coffin tightly, and even Murong Yusu couldn't hold it. Her hair was loose and her filial clothes were messy. Princess Jing was always neat and dignified, but at this time she was hysterical like a city lady. She wasn't sad to a certain extent, how could she be like this?

"Princess, don't do this. Let's let the prince go home with peace of mind. How can the prince be at peace when he sees you like this? He will leave uneasy."

Even though he knew that he was unable to speak, Yandong still had to persuade him. At least he would let the prince's coffin go back to his house first. Today is the day when the empress dowager leaves the palace!

"Mother! Let go of your hand, and your father will feel distressed when he sees it."

Murong Yu and Su Qiang hugged the princess and opened her hand holding the coffin tightly. Madam Cai and Ju Nan also came up to help, crying one by one and couldn't continue.

On the way, I was still half-believing and half-doubted until I saw the coffin.

The servants of the royal palace had long knelt on the ground, crying loudly, and cried on the ground and kowtowed one by one.

It seems that only in this way can they express their mood at this moment.

Too sudden, to anyone, too sudden.

The emperor brought his ministers to hold the coffin and deliver the spirits to Prince Jing. The scene was so big that it was rare since the founding of the country.

When the people learned the truth, they had already knelt down on both sides of the road to greet each other. Prince Jing's reputation was also pretending to be in the hearts of the people. This prince was indescribable.

There is nothing to say about the style of the Jing Palace's daily behavior.

Especially in this atmosphere, a little sadness arose inexplicably.

"Emperor, I request that you temporarily stop at the gate of the Ling Mansion for your father and ask him... to give him a gift to the emperor and grandmother!"

At the gate of the palace, Murong Yusu knelt down and begged.

"Okay, it's time to send me off. The mother loved the emperor's brother before she died. It's time to send me a message to the palace. They were going to send me a message to the Queen Mother out of the palace and change to the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion. I will return to the palace to see my mother off immediately!"

What Murong Yusu asked for at this time? How could the emperor be inaccurate?

Yu Su's heart was aware of the pain that he was the emperor's uncle. First, he was his grandmother and then his father, one after another. He could still stand here to preside over the overall situation of the royal palace, and to welcome his father in person. He could think about letting his father send his grandmother to see him off. This child is so sensible! In comparison, his son seemed much inferior in front of him.

After all, the Emperor's Brotherhood taught his son, taught a good son, and taught a good heir to Prince Jing's Mansion.

Looking at the calm and calm Murong Yusu, the emperor felt relieved, and was also for the Jing Palace and his brother.

This child will definitely be able to take on a great task in the future.

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Chapter completed!