The man's steps were very light, he raised his skills, there was almost no sound, and the first moment he walked inside, he had already seen Du Weiwei's empty eyes with extremely complex emotions, although he was looking at himself, but the expression in it was extremely gloomy.

He Xiao's brows furrowed slightly, his footsteps did not stop, he walked to the bed, put down the tray in his hand, turned around, and sat down on the bed, but his back was to Du Weiwei, his expression was awe-inspiring and calm, his hands were folded, his eyes were down, and he couldn't see the light.

Du Wei's eyes were slightly open, her face was a little gloomy, and it took a long time to see her eyes blink, and there was no other movement.

"Everybody's buried."

After a while, He Xiao's voice fell, which was his usual tone.

For three days, he only slept for two hours, arrested the remnants of Mu Yunjin in the palace, buried everyone, and reduced taxes and granted amnesty to the world.

Even though the whole person was physically and mentally exhausted, He Xiao still used the fastest speed and the most accurate judgment to arrange everything.

And in the three days that He Xiao has been busy, Du Weiwei has been in this Canglong Palace, not leaving half a step, and not even leaving the bed.

In the past three days, He Xiao only came once, and that was the time when Du Weiwei drank a small half bowl of porridge.

He Xiao's voice fell for a moment, and the entire main hall was still silent.

Du Weiwei was still curled up and lying on his side, looking at the unknown place with empty eyes.

"Mu Yunji, I have set up a shrine of my own."

He Xiaojiao's hand gradually strengthened, and the bone joints were slightly white, and he dropped a sentence again.

It was also the moment when Mu Yunji's three words came into his ears, Du Weiwei's godless eyes actually slipped through a trace of inexplicable emotion, and his white lips also moved slightly.

"If you want to see him sometimes, I'll go with you......"

He Xiao's voice was very low, even though he was extremely tired, but at this moment, he still did not reveal the slightest strange emotion.

"Where?"

Before He Xiao's words were finished, the man only felt a hand gently tugging at the hem of his clothes, his voice was low and hoarse, and the three words were said extremely slowly, each word seemed to use up all the strength of the woman.

The man, who was originally facing away from Du Weiwei, raised his gaze, and for a moment, there was no movement.

Because he already felt the woman, the hand that was tugging at the hem of his clothes, gradually exerting force, dragging desperately, as if he was afraid of something.

He Xiao's hand slowly raised, turned sideways slightly, held Du Weiwei's hand, turned around, and looked at the woman.

Du Weiwei's eyes were red, and tears rippled in her eyes, but they never fell, and her empty eyes were finally filled with a trace of emotion.

Without too many words, He Xiao's arm was already stretched out, and his movements were gentle, hugging the woman into his arms.

"There's me."

"Cry out."

Du Weiwei's head was buried in He Xiao's chest, and his eyes, which were already red, were constantly filled with clear tears, and finally fell down, submerged into He Xiao's black dragon robe, and dissipated.

The two hands holding He Xiao's waist became more and more forceful, clutching He Xiao's sleeves tightly, sobbing slowly.

Feeling the outpouring of the woman's emotions, He Xiao's brows were deeply tufted, her thin lips pursed slightly, her big palm was raised, and she touched Du Weiwei's head, with extra force.

Wei'er's emotions made his heart very uncomfortable.

"Why...... Why Aji...... Why not me......"

The woman's hand was clutching He Xiao's robe, her voice was choked, and because of tears, her whole body trembled shallowly.

He Xiao's eyes suddenly closed heavily, and he hugged Du Weiwei harder and harder, with a look of deep worry.

Du Weiwei was in such a state, he was distressed. But now, if you really want to come out, you still have to rely on Wei'er herself.

The big palm touched Du Weiwei's head and stroked it, his face was close to the woman, and he still didn't speak.

"Why...... Why...... It shouldn't be his...... It's me...... It's my ......."

"It's my !!"

The next moment, the woman's voice suddenly rose up, and the voice was hoarse from crying, all of which was pain and despair. As the voice rose, Du Weiwei's body also broke free from He Xiao's arms, raised his hand, and hit He Xiao's chest hard:

"It shouldn't be like this...... It shouldn't be like this!! ”

"Wei'er!"

He Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were heavy, and with a strong palm, he buckled Du Weiwei's movements and hugged the woman in his arms again:

"Wei'er!"

Crying bitterly, Du Weiwei's body softened and was buried in He Xiao's arms, and tears that could no longer be suppressed poured out.

The woman's cry fell on the man's heart, and He Xiao only felt that his heart was in pain.

In the entire hall, only Du Weiwei's heart-burning cry remained.

In this world, there is no one who will raise such an innocent smile and shout to himself crisply, Sister Wei.

Anymore, none.

The woman's cry, like the only light in the silent night, stung the indescribable darkness of the world.

In that light, there stood a young man named Mu Yunji, who raised his hand with one hand, smiling, and smiled at Du Weiwei with an extremely bright smile.

As he had done every time before, his smiling crescent-shaped eyes were like stars, and he shook his hand at Du Weiwei:

"Sister Wei, goodbye."

The light became smaller and smaller, and finally swallowed Mu Yunji completely.

Goodbye, Aji.

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The afterglow of the setting sun falls like cotton wool throughout Kyoto.

After He Xiao ascended the throne, he changed the name of the country to Gongluo, reduced taxes for three years, granted amnesty to the world, and a series of measures, but in a short period of time, Gongluo Kyoto has undergone great changes.

Du Weiwei was dressed in a black and gold phoenix robe, standing quietly in front of the main hall of Ji'an Palace, his expression was calm and indifferent, a pair of clear eyes looked at the locked black wooden box in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were faint smiles.

On the wooden box, the three words Mu Yunji are engraved.

Mu Yunji's shrine was set up in Ji'an Palace by He Xiao.

"Aji, my sister is going to attend the ceremony tomorrow."

Du Weiwei's voice was elegant, with an elegant smile, and he whispered to Mu Yunji's shrine.

"This is my sister, I came to see you for the last time."

"Aji."

"You can hear that, right?"

"Sister, I will take your share and go down."

The voice was very slow, and every time he said a word, Du Weiwei felt that his heart was empty, and all the words fell, and Du Weiwei's eyes were already full of tears.

The footsteps were lightly raised, and the black and gold robe slowly turned around and walked towards the outside of Ji'an Palace, and the woman's face was smiling with tears.

Aji, if there is an afterlife, my sister will accompany you and do everything you want.