After Huan Yu ascended the throne, he restored his father's title, and posthumously crowned his brother as the king.

And Huan Yu actually wanted to see his father buried in the Zhao Mausoleum, which was Xiao Ji's mausoleum, and now he is only waiting to seal the tomb, but he didn't think that Huan Yu would ask someone to pull the coffin out together, and suddenly there were objections, after all, those old ministers didn't want to see Xiao Ji's body have nowhere to be buried.

But since Huan Yu ascended the throne, he abandoned his former virtuous name, only killed ruthlessly, turned his face and did not recognize people, and all the ministers did not dare to disobey him.

Only then did they know that the emperor today was even more brutal and ruthless than when Xiao Ji was there. It's just that Xiao Wei has always loved beauties, and now the emperor is not close to women, and he doesn't like gold and silver, which makes the ministers don't know how to stutter.

On the second day, it was surprisingly cold, and even the tiles in the palace were covered with a thick layer of frost, because they were in a hurry, and the palace people did not have time to find the cotton clothes out of the cabinet, and their faces turned pale from the cold.

Only waiting for the sky in the east to turn red, Jiangmo was dressed up by the palace people, and came to the palace gate with a hug.

Because of Jiangmo's sleepiness, he missed a few teas, but those palace maids were flustered, and kept begging, "Please have mercy on the lives of the slaves, you better leave quickly, if the time is delayed, I am afraid that we will be punished." ”

The robe on Jiang Mo's body was extremely heavy, especially the head full of swaying, which almost blocked the road in front of her, and the hem of the clothes on her body was also extremely long, and it was very laborious to drag it on the ground.

She was tired and sweaty, and only stopped there panting, but the palace maids only urged vigorously, obviously not wanting to care about her life or death.

On the city wall in the distance, there were already chamberlains walking up to beat the drum, but I was afraid that Huan Yu had arrived, and if he let him wait for him, I was afraid that these minions would be implicated by themselves.

She gritted her teeth, but turned around and dragged the long skirt up, hugged it tightly in her arms, and then rushed in the direction of the palace gate.

Just because she was holding her skirt, she actually showed a section of her blue trouser legs, and those palace maids saw it and were stunned, this concubine is simply unorthodox.

"The concubine can't be......" Those attendants were so frightened that they were already crying, if she let the emperor see her like this, what should it be.

However, although Jiangmo's body was light, the hairpin on her head was extremely heavy, she had to run with her head down, and the hairpin full of hairpins didn't know how much was missing, and the palace people behind had to chase while picking up the left things.

These palace people have never been allowed to run, but Jiangmo is used to beating the sea and falling, and everyone can't catch up with her, but they see her running fast, and as soon as the drum falls, she runs to the city gate.

And Huan Yu and Zheng Qiang have already arrived in front of the palace gate, to see that the dragon has been prepared, the guards carrying the sedan chair are kneeling on the ground, a round of red sun in the distance shines on him and Zheng Qiang's bodies, and everyone bows to the emperor.

Huan Yu didn't call everyone up, a pair of dark eyes looked at the figure galloping in the distance, the person was carrying the hem of the skirt, running fast, that is, through countless people, as if he could see the beads of sweat on her forehead.

Zheng Qiang also followed his gaze, but saw that it was Jiang Mo who came belatedly, but her appearance was really unorthodox, and at this time, all the ministers came, and she was the only one who was so unorthodox.

But Zheng Qiang's gaze immediately fell on Huan Yu's face again, but she saw that there was endless tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes, this was the first time she had seen this kind of expression on his face in these days. It was as if all his tenderness and thoughtfulness existed for this woman.

Now that she is the queen, she is still so jealous of the woman in front of her, it turns out that throughout her life, she can't compare to the weight he has in her heart.

Huan Yu walked in front of her step by step, but when she saw the kneeling Manchu Dynasty civil and military, the two people looked extremely abrupt.

Jiang Mo put down the hem of her skirt, and when she looked up, she saw Huan Yu take out the handkerchief in her shirt and wipe the beads of sweat on her cheeks for her.

And at this moment, the attendants and palace maids who followed Jiangmo also hurried over, only shouting for mercy.

But Huan Yu took the Zhu Hai they were holding, and then inserted them into her raven-colored sideburns one by one, but they were so careful.

Jiang Mo raised his eyes to look at him, then bowed down and said respectfully, "Thank you, Holy Lord." ”

A sentence of sainthood has already drawn a clear distance between each other, and the cold wind blew on Huan Yu's face, and the only smile that remained gradually disappeared, and on his jade-like cheeks, only the majesty of the emperor remained.

At this time, a minister had already come up, "Your Majesty, it's time to leave, don't delay the good day." ”

Although Huan Yu got on the sixteen-lifted sedan chair, the bright tent immediately fell down and covered him.

Zheng Qiang also got on the phoenix, and then Jiang Mo got on an extremely ordinary eight-lift sedan chair, and staggered straight out of the city.

There is a forbidden army in front of the road to open the way, and there are countless guards next to the sedan chair, densely packed, Jiangmo only lifted the curtain, and he couldn't see anything, not even the slightest interest.

Fen'er sat beside Jiangmo, and when she saw her cowardly, she didn't dare to speak much, so she had to serve carefully.

However, until the evening, he went to the county to rest, and when the county commander heard that the holy car was coming, he had already packed up his mansion to welcome the holy car, and then ordered the people in the city not to come out, for fear that Huan Yu would miss the slightest.

Jiangmo was also arranged in a courtyard, although it was cleaned, it was not as good as the palace, nor was it as good as the former Protector's Mansion.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, Jiangmo felt exhausted, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he just wandered around the yard.

Because it was a funeral, the county commander naturally didn't dare to prepare songs and dances, and there was not even the slightest interest in the dull mansion.

Jiang Mo went around and around, and actually arrived in front of the mourning hall of the Protector of the Kingdom, and the person who guarded it naturally did not dare to stop her, so he just let her in.

But seeing that the black and shiny coffin was placed there, it was eerie and a little terrifying, but Jiang Mo took a handful of incense from the table next to him, and after lighting it, he placed it in the incense burner.

And at this moment, she heard footsteps around her, and when she turned her head, she saw that Huan Yu had walked behind her at some point, but there was endless complexity in her dark eyes.

"I thought you hated him so much, but I didn't expect you to be willing to incense him."

"But he's gone, and some of his hatred has been let go." Jiang Mo said lightly, "You can't be trapped in hatred for the rest of your life." ”

Huan Yu was silent for a long time before slowly continuing, "It's a pity that I'm going to be trapped in it for the rest of my life, and I'm reluctant to leave everything behind." ”

But listening to the gusts of wind outside the house, the whimpering was like a ghost crying wolf, and the white candles in the mourning hall were also shaking, which only made people creepy.

Until the incense stick of Jiang Mo Tian burned out, the two of them were silent and never said a word again. In the past, the ears and temples were grinding, and the two people who promised the world are like this today.

Jiang Mo knelt on the mat, kowtowed three times, then stood up and said softly, "I'm leaving." ”

Huan Yu didn't answer her words, but she didn't care, knowing that she turned around and walked back before she crossed the threshold, but she involuntarily turned her head, "Brother Huan......"

The man in a dragon robe who was standing there finally turned his head, and endless waves set off in his eyes, as if waiting for her next words.

And Jiangmo swallowed and spitted, but still took back the words on his lips, and then turned to leave.

Huan Yu wanted to go up and grab her, as if he was about to lose her, but he still controlled himself and let her leave the mourning hall.