"King Rui was high in his life, loved by the people, loved the people like a son, and his departure made me lose a major minister in Nanyue. （）”

The coffin slowly entered the imperial mausoleum, and the national teacher said words of condolence in front of him, and after he finished speaking, a tear slowly fell.

"King Rui is gone, and my heart is like a knife, so King Rui is the Prince of Rui, and his son Nangong Yao is the lord."

With the sealing comes a variety of rewards, and there is envy in the eyes of hundreds of officials, and the emperor is really different from King Rui.

But there was no fluctuation in Nangong Yao's eyes, and he didn't care about the reward of this lord, this title was exchanged for his father's life!

The coffin was slowly put into the imperial mausoleum, and Nangong Yao knelt on the ground, holding the loess on the ground, wanting to bury it himself.

Nangong Qianqian couldn't help but feel sad for a while, and stepped forward to join him.

The guards were stunned, not knowing what to do, this huge imperial mausoleum, even the two of them, don't know what year and month it will be.

"Yao'er, don't be too sad, let your father go with peace of mind."

Nangong Che personally stepped forward to help him up, his eyes red.

stopped the movement in his hand, and Nangong Yao's heart hurt as if it had been cut into a big hole...... The sky, which had been clear just now, was now covered with dark clouds, and the black clouds pressed over in patches, making the already dull mood even more covered with a thick layer of mist.

Nangong Yao's eyes were fixed on the coffin that had been half buried by the earth, and his body was tightly tightened.

After a while, the heavy rain poured down, this rain came without warning, everyone was poured into the soup chicken, Nangong did not retreat, no one dared to move, and they all suffered from the invasion of the heavy rain.

Nangong Yao's curled black hair stained his face, lock by lock, and he didn't know whether it was rain or tears on his face.

The shaking of the shovel never stopped, and it was not until the coffin was completely buried that his sluggish feelings were hidden.

"King Rui has been buried in peace, the deceased is gone, I just hope that there will be a few princes in South Vietnam who think about the people like King Rui, all of them have withdrawn, go back."

Nangong Che had a dragon on his head, and there was something to shelter from the rain on it, but he still couldn't avoid getting wet on his body, and he couldn't bear to make Nangong Yao too sad, so he ended the condolence.

Hundreds of officials stepped forward to comfort Nangong Yao, and by the way, they wanted to get close to the prince who attacked the lord, but he exuded coldness all over his body, and all the people who stepped forward had to leave in a huff.

People left one after another, there were only a few people left in the imperial mausoleum, Nangong Qianqian's tense body, the sad aura exuded, and the pain in his heart, he stepped forward to hold him, "Brother, let's go, what the imperial uncle hasn't done, you still need to do it." ”

Nangong Yao's lips moved slightly, and with a slight sigh of gratitude, he turned around and knelt in front of the bright yellow.

"Yao'er, what are you doing here? Get up. ”

Hongyu was frightened by this big gift, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up.

"Thank you to the emperor and queen for taking care of my father, thank the emperor for the seal, and ask the emperor to let the minister take over the case that my father did not finish investigating during his lifetime."

What his father has not finished, he will do, as long as he can feel his existence, it is enough.

"Get up, I wanted to wait for you to calm down a little bit about these things, but since you have already taken the initiative to ask for it, then do as you say, and all the qiē that King Rui mastered during his lifetime will be handed over to you to manage."

Nangong Che finally let go of the prejudice in his heart and believed from the bottom of his heart that he would definitely do better!

"Father, Qianqian, please, let us be together!"

Nangong Qianqian knelt in front of the two with tears on her face, and pleaded in a pleading tone.

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