The eldest princess swept over Wen Wenlan's makeup carefully, and her gratitude was filled with kindness. His Majesty's bright and clear eyes were strong and majestic, soft and charming against the bright and bright light changed slightly, and the light was like the sunset of the clear summer sky, changing its true colors in the brightness.

"If the Emperor Sister is a man, even if she sacrifices her life, she will be willing to become the flower on His Majesty's forehead and coexist with His Majesty's fairy face."

"The emperor is joking." Wen Wenlan raised his eyes and raised his lips.

The next day, the wedding of Prince Duan Wen Shiqing of the Southern Dynasty was very popular, and the emperor and Prince Duan had a deep affection. It is said that for Prince Duan's wedding, the emperor also sent his own guards to escort Prince Duan's wedding along the way, which added to the momentum of the wedding. In the evening, the emperor even visited Prince Duan's mansion and personally delivered a gift.

When Prince Duan got married, the entire imperial capital was immersed in a peaceful and joyful atmosphere. The emperor even sent someone to give Prince Duan a candy on the streets of the imperial capital. All the people who were able to appreciate the joy of the royal family thanked the emperor's grace and thanked Prince Duan.

Five days later, the palace suddenly reported that the empress dowager passed away.

In the Fengtian Hall of Chang'an Palace in the imperial capital, the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace were dressed in mourning clothes, standing quietly, with a sad expression. The sky was covered by a sudden white cloth for days, and the sky was almost collapsed.

In order to facilitate the condolences of all officials, according to the customs in the palace, the Empress Dowager stopped the Soul Rest Hall of Lingxingqing Palace.

The crying sounds lingered in the Soul Palace, sad and moving, and the sorrow and joy came to the nine days. The smoke from incense, candles, paper money burned in the hall circled one after another. Officials from the imperial capital and ten counties in the capital hurried to pay the last stick of incense to the empress dowager. Empress Dowager Zaide, who was once a powerful figure and guarded the founding of the Southern Dynasty, eventually left and had to find a once glorious record in the historical books compiled by historians.

"Brother, I'll leave the civil and military officials here to you. I'll go to the side hall to rest." Wen Wenlan called Prince Su Wen Shiheng, and after giving an order, he went into the side hall to rest with the help of silently.

Wen Wenlan sat down on the edge of the table. She supported her head with one hand and covered her face with her palm. No one could see Wen Wenlan's eyes. At this time, the more comforted she became, the more confused she felt. Any words of comfort were lost. Only when she slowly recovered from her sad thoughts could she stand up. She had to stay tightly beside Wenlan, for fear that she would fall off the chair.

"I have never seen my father. I was not born when he died. It was the queen who raised me with the help of my mother. The queen passed on me to the emperor. The queen taught me how to govern the country. The queen had high hopes for me, but I had not made any achievements yet, so my mother left me behind."

Through the door were the sorrows and joys of the Soul Hall. In the quiet side hall, Wen Wenlan could hear every word clearly. No one could talk to her or talk to her here. Even though she grew up serving him without saying anything, she was not qualified to accept her words.

Wen Wenlan had to sit alone in the hall and talk to herself in a low voice. The officials next door came and went, and the crowds continued, but no one could listen to her, relieve her sorrow and disperse her sorrow. The people inside the hall were silent when they heard it, and the people outside the hall were completely unaware of it. The person she believed in was still far away in Wancheng, which was far away from the border of the Southern Dynasty, still had no news.

The emperors are all lonely. Once the person who is with her and talks leaves, there will be no one around her.

As he spoke, Wen Wenlan lay on the table without any sound. He looked at each other without saying a word, and quietly stepped forward and called softly, Wen Wenlan did not respond at all.

Buyu gave a look to Buyu, Buyu understood, and gently closed the door of the side hall, ordering no one to disturb him, Buyu carried Wen Wenlan to the soft couch next to him.

Almost no one came to the Soul Palace on weekdays, and the side palace was only for mourning and resting. The utensils were relatively simple. Buyu was afraid that Wen Wenlan would not be able to sleep well, so she asked her to lie on her legs and asked Buyu to find a bed and quilt to cover Wen Wenlan. Only then did she feel a little more at ease.

"The Empress Dowager's journey west has a great impact on Your Majesty. Look, Your Majesty has made up all his makeup." Buyan squatted down beside Wen Wenlan, took out a veil, and carefully wiped Wenlan's ends. The gentle light rolled in his eyes, wishing that Wen Wenlan would be happy in the next moment, "Have you brought your Majesty's makeup? How can Your Majesty go out to see those ministers later?"

He said softly, for fear of disturbing Wen Wenlan, he raised his eyes and looked at Wen Wenlan's face without blinking, his eyes were as warm as before

After looking closely at the soft light, there was a halo, which seemed to hide other things. Buyan blinked and thought he was dazzled. He asked again "Your Majesty's makeup" and then responded to him.

"Tongling with you." Wushu touched his lips lightly, his eyes did not shift at all.

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I passed the wrong chapter last night. You can look at the previous chapter. It has been revised. The previous chapter is new. I will update another chapter to compensate you later. I am very sorry to ask for a comment.
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