Chapter 61: The Funeral
"Tired all night, don't you want to take a break?" Mu Yunqing walked to Yi Feng's side and gently put his hand on Yi Feng's shoulder.
Yi Feng's body stiffened and shook his head with difficulty.
Mu Yunqing ignored it, and the hand placed on Yi Feng's shoulder pressed slightly hard, pressing Yi Feng's shoulder.
Yi Feng's stiff body gradually eased under Mu Yunqing's pressure.
Mu Yunqing saw that Yi Feng's stiff body relaxed under his massage, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.
"What do you think of the Father...... Is the emperor's father still alive?" After hearing the news that the coffin was empty, Mu Yunqing suddenly felt in his heart that Mu Chen might not be dead yet.
Yi Feng shook his head and quietly enjoyed Mu Yunqing's massage.
"Do you not know or are you dead?"
"I don't know. ”
Although Yi Feng knew that such a major event was impossible for Mu Chen to cheat to death, and what he saw and thought in the palace also confirmed Yi Feng's thoughts. But Yi Feng still wanted to give Mu Yunqing a glimmer of hope, making her feel that Mu Chen was still alive in a corner of the world.
"Then do you say that the emperor has any arrangements?"
Yi Feng shook his head.
"Still don't know?"
"Hmm. ”
"Shall I go on the day of the funeral?"
"Go. ”
Yi Feng already regretted it, and such an answer was undoubtedly to tell her that Mu Chen might really not be alive.
Mu Yunqing was stunned for a moment before he said with a smile: "That's right, the emperor may have an arrangement, and I can't disrupt his plan." ”
Yi Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was naturally best for Mu Yunqing to think like this. I hope she will feel better in the future when she knows that she sent Mu Chen on her last journey.
The sunlight poured into the room through the window, and the boy closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the girl's care, and unconsciously fell asleep.
The girl stopped what she was doing, stared blankly at the sleeping boy, and a tear ran down her cheek.
Mu Yunqing took a stack of quilts and gently covered Yi Feng, got up and walked to the window, looking at the Jing Palace that was faintly visible in the distance, speechless.
In the midst of tears, I saw a man grimacing the little girl. The little girl was so frightened that she cried, and the man quickly restrained her movements and coaxed the girl in a low voice. After the little girl pulled the man's hair and shook it back and forth, she burst into laughter.
It turned out that the king above 10,000 people also had such a side, Mu Yunqing smiled with tears in her eyes.
The time of the day finally passed, and Yi Feng also woke up from his sleep.
rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Mu Yunqing standing by the window and looking into the distance.
Yi Feng got up gently, and the slight movement of the quilt landing on the ground still alarmed Mu Yunqing.
"You're awake. ”
"Hmm. Yi Feng nodded in response to the other party's question.
Yi Feng wanted to ask Mu Yunqing if she had been standing for a day, but she finally swallowed the words when they came to her mouth, but just said, "It's okay?"
It's okay, no matter whether Mu Yunqing guessed it or not, she can greet her, what a clever comfort. Yi Feng carefully cared for Mu Yunqing's heart, and cared for the heart of this girl he had hurt many times.
Mu Yunqing shook her head and said with a smile: "It's okay." "It's just a smile full of deep weariness.
Yi Feng nodded and didn't say anything more. Mu Yunqing had already guessed his thoughts, and replied to himself in the same way. Both were trying to figure out what the other was thinking, but neither knew what was going on, and perhaps this plausible obscurity was the best way to deal with it at the moment.
All Yi Feng could do was look at the moon by the window with Mu Yunqing, and look at the brightly lit Jinggong Palace in the night.
It wasn't until this moment that Yi Feng realized that he was in love with Mu Yunqing, the kind of love that was carefully cared for.
In this way, Mu Yunqing looked at Jinggong, and Yi Feng looked at Mu Yunqing. It would be nice if time were frozen in this moment.
Late at night, Mu Yunqing shook her head drowsily. The next moment, Mu Yunqing's head rested on Yi Feng's shoulder.
Yi Feng's body shook, and his trembling hand slowly stroked Mu Yunqing's waist.
Looking at the night and the moon, Yi Feng was no longer thinking about hatred at the moment, but caring for this girl. I don't know how to start it, and I always fall in love.
Yi Feng finally felt love, this feeling is different from hate, it is very beautiful and warm, it has a kind of magic that makes Yi Feng desperate for it.
Yi Feng enjoyed this feeling. In addition to hate, people should also have protection.
The night was quiet and the wind was light.
When Mu Yunqing woke up again, looking at Yi Feng's smiling face, his cheeks were red for a while, and he looked down at his toes, but he was at a loss.
Yi Feng didn't continue to look at Mu Yunqing's jokes, and easily opened her waist, looking at the silence of the city, silent for a while.
Mu Yunqing restrained her good mood, and knew what day it was, looking at Jinggong silently.
"Boom!"
With the sound of a drum, suona wails followed.
Yi Feng and Mu Yunqing got out of the restaurant and stood on the street, quietly waiting for this moment to come.
The suona opened the way, and the wails of the "emperor" resounded in the sky.
Mu Yunqing's hazy eyes looked at the coffin that came slowly from afar.
"Perform the salute of three kneels and nine bows. The celebrant spoke sharply and to the heart.
With the sound of "emperor", all the emperors, nobles, and ordinary people bowed to the ground in response, sending off this great emperor who single-handedly founded Yasukuni.
The "Eight Immortals" carried Mu Chen's coffin slowly forward in the worship of everyone.
Everyone was infected by the atmosphere at this moment, and they only felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort in their hearts, suppressing themselves.
Mu Yunqing looked at the coffin that was getting closer and closer, and her whole body trembled.
Yi Feng gently held Mu Yunqing's hand beside him and silently encouraged her.
Mu Yunqing gradually calmed down, and watched the "Eight Immortals" slowly come with the coffin.
When the coffin was still a hundred meters away from Mu Yunqing, Mu Yunqing could no longer restrain the emotions in his heart, threw off his more and more hands and ran forward, choking in his mouth, "Emperor Father." ”
The armorers saw a young girl suddenly rushing forward, originally wanting to obstruct them. After seeing the girl's face clearly, she didn't dare to act again.
Mu Yunqing threw herself down in front of Mu Chen's coffin, and her tears could no longer be stopped. A "Emperor Father" wailed out.
Yi Feng looked at Mu Yunqing in the crowd a hundred meters away, and only felt as if a knife had been inserted in his chest.
The sound of "Emperor Father" made Yi Feng clench his fist in his hand, and the slightest blood dripped without knowing it.
"Vanity?"
Mu Yuan's puzzled voice came, but after seeing that it was really Mu Yunqing, his face was extremely ugly.
"It's you! It's you, you're a sinister villain!"
Mu Yunqing turned his head and pointed at Mu Yuan accusingly.
Mu Yuan's face was extremely ugly, and after reacting, he looked at Mu Yunqing's pear blossom and rainy face and said suspiciously, "Sister, what are you talking about?"
"Hypocrite, it's you, it's you who killed the emperor's father!" Mu Yunqing complained with tears.
Yi Feng sighed in the crowd, Mu Yunqing naturally knew that Mu Chen was more than lucky.
Mu Yuan was tearfully accused by Mu Yunqing, but he laughed out loud, and the pain and anger were suppressed in the laughter.