After the marriage, Yu Wenhao went to the palace to report the next day.

After hearing this, Emperor Mingyuan slowly leaned against the back of the dragon throne, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen apart, and he was so tired that he was extremely tired.

Yuwen Hao said silently: "Father, I feel sorry for you!"

Emperor Mingyuan said nothing for a long time, looking at the carved beams and painted pillars in the room, some things rushed over like a tide to wrap him up.

After a long time, he looked at Yu Wenhao and said, "You brothers, please do your best to help the Ministry of Rites do your job for him."

Yu Wenhao knelt on the ground, "Yes."

He paused and asked, "Does the Father give him a grief after his death?"

Emperor Mingyuan shook his head, pursing his mouth and unable to say a word.

Yu Wenhao received the order and left.

Since there is no gift, then the funeral will be handled according to the standards of the eldest prince.

Concubine Qin could not hide it anymore, so Emperor Mingyuan asked Madam Mu Ru to tell her personally.

When Qin Fei heard this, she cried almost in anger. The imperial concubine personally brought the concubines in the harem to comfort and accompany her.

Chu Mingyang and Yuwen Jun have not yet divorced, and now they are gone. Chu Shoufu asked her to go back and assist in the funeral. If you want to come back, come back.

Mrs. Yao still lives in the Chu Palace. When Yuwen Jun had an accident, Yuan Qingling did not inform him. Mrs. Yao has been hiding in the ruins recently and has not contacted the outside world, so she didn't know about this.

So, when Yuan Qingling told her that Yuwen Jun was dead, she was shocked and surprised, but she was just shocked and surprised, and there was no other feeling.

The only thing she was worried about was whether her daughter could accept the news of her father's death.

Meng Yue is now in the medical school. After Yuan Qingling sent someone to pick her up, Mrs. Yao told their sisters.

Meng Yue was more easily accepted. Meng Xing cried for a while after hearing this. The sisters were actually afraid of this father. Yuwen Jun had never been close to his daughter since he was a child. Finally, when he remembered his daughter, he hoped to exchange his daughter for a way out. He had no accumulation of feelings, and it was all due to the little ties in his bones and blood. Now that he is dead, his two daughters also returned it to him in this way.

Meng Yue and Meng Xing were going back to wear mourning clothes. The sisters were a little scared and wanted Mrs. Yao to accompany her back. Mrs. Yao was embarrassed for a moment, but she agreed to go back together.

Just for the sake of his two daughters and for the couple, he lit a stick of incense for him and gave him this last journey.

She asked Yuan Qingling to accompany her back to the house to get an item, a hairpin that she had taken out of King Ji's mansion.

Although Yuan Qingling wondered why she wanted her to accompany her, she saw that she insisted, so she accompanied her for a while.

The carriage was parked outside the house, but saw Kuotian walking out of his yard. He was having a meal, holding a bowl in his hand. Seeing Yuan Qingling follow him, he looked cold as usual, and then he went back.

Mrs. Yao quickly glanced at his back, then opened the door and went in.

Yuan Qingling didn't see anything unusual, after all, destroying the sky itself is an anomaly.

After entering, Mrs. Yao took out a jewelry box, and a golden stroll was placed inside, which looked very expensive.

"You want to bring this?"

Yuan Qingling was a little surprised. He came back and wanted to find this Bu Yao to take him with him?

Mrs. Yao wore her hair on her hair, looked into the bronze mirror, shook her head slightly, and the tassels made a sound of gold and jade, and the ethereal sound penetrated time and space.

"This was given to me not long after the marriage."

Mrs. Yao took off her hairpin, put it on again, and put it back in the box, "I took it over and put it in and returned it to him when I sealed the coffin. When I left, it was not because I couldn't bear to part with the relationship between the couple, but because I remembered my mood when I was newlywed. Unfortunately, I didn't know why I left like that later."

"The old dreams need not be remembered!"

Yuan Qingling said an old thing, and even she could hear the decay of this, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Give it back to him, just pretend that you have never known him in your life."

Mrs. Yao took the box with her and said, "Let's go."

When the two went out, the wind blew in front of the hall, and there were no fallen leaves on the ground. The yard and the corridor were very clean. Yuan Qingling looked at it and suddenly said, "Who has been helping you guard the yard?"

Mrs. Yao lowered her eyes, as if she didn't hear them, and walked straight out.

The door next door was still open, and a line of sight followed the corridor there, as bright as flames, burning her so hard that she didn't dare to look up. When she got on the carriage, she dared to walk through the gap in the side curtain and took a hasty look. Seeing a dark line of blue clothes floating at the door of his yard, she closed her eyes, and her heart beat faster than ever before.

Yuan Qingling also got on the carriage. Seeing that her expression was strange, she thought she was still thinking about the past, so she comforted her: "The past is over, don't remember to make yourself feel sad."

"Um!"

Mrs. Yao responded.

After a moment of whipping the handlebar, a sound of ruining the sky came from outside, "Have you been back in the past few days?"

Mrs. Yao pinched her sleeves with her fingertips, and her eyes as deep as water seemed to be scattered by dragonflies. She instantly became messy and said through the curtain: "I... probably won't go back for the time being."

Yuan Qingling suddenly lifted the curtain, and Kuotian stopped him in front of the carriage. His blue clothes were blown by the wind in the long alley, and his hair was blown back with a scattered hair on his temples. Only his eyes were like an eagle, looking at Mrs. Yao's slightly chaotic face.

He said: "Since the lady has not returned these days, I will go out to do some private affairs. When will the lady come back? Send someone to Lenglang Gate to inform me."

He was ordered to protect Mrs. Yao, so if Mrs. Ruoyao is not here, he can leave at will.

"good!"

Mrs. Yao nodded.

As soon as he turned around, the curtain fell down, and Mrs. Yao watched the curtain swaying with the carriage in distractedness.

Yuan Qingling said: "It is appropriate for Rongyue to send a sect to come over, and he is very responsible."

Mrs. Yao nodded.

Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Rong Yue said at the beginning that he wanted to send you and Kuotian to the right way. Rong Yue was addicted to being a matchmaker."

Mrs. Yao forced a smile, "It's ridiculous."

Yuan Qingling held her hand, "Is it really planned to live alone in this life?"

"It's pretty good, too."

Mrs. Yao said.

"I know whether it's good or not, I'll know it in a few years. I always think it's best to have someone around you who knows cold or cold."

Yuan Qingling said, and felt that this topic was not suitable today, so he stopped.

Mrs. Yao has been silent all the time. There is a person who knows the cold and the hot, who doesn’t want to?

She also envied Yuan Qingling, Yuan Yongyi, and even envied Wang Wang’s wife. Although life was difficult, if one person was in the same mood, men would be so nervous if they had something to do.

When she was sick, she was almost dead. She never had any pity and concern. She even had to take advantage of her illness to make her life.

When I remembered, I was shocked. Who did she marry?

What life do you live?

The funeral was held in Yuwen Jun's yard, and Chu Mingyang also came back, with the bruises on his face that had not faded. As the vain of the eldest prince, she appropriately showed nothingness of sadness, but more often, her eyes were empty.
Chapter completed!