After instructing Wang Dahai to clean up the west wing, Tang Xiao hastily ate some food, and waited for news in the study.

The night was like ink, and the shadows flickered. Pothos added some carbon to the charcoal pot, and the study gradually warmed up again.

Seeing that his prince was holding a book and meditating, Lu Luo stepped forward lightly and added a cup of hot tea, stepped aside and stood quietly.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Xiao shook his body, stretched out his arm and yawned.

"Your Highness, do you want the slave to go and get you some snacks?"

Tang Xiao heard the voice, and then noticed that the green pothos had been standing behind him, and said with a smile: "No need." Pothos, don't stay here, go back to the house and sleep. ”

"Your Highness, slaves and maids want to ......"

Tang Xiao interrupted her, pretended to be angry, and said, "Don't talk back!" This king tells you to go to sleep, and you obediently go to sleep. ”

"But ......"

"Obedient! Otherwise, I won't tell you stories again. ”

Hearing this, the green pothos hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, looking aggrieved.

In the past few years, the little prince has told her many beautiful and interesting stories.

For example, the seven dwarfs fight the snake spirit, and the omnipotent monkey.

has told the story of Snow White and the gourd baby saving Little Red Riding Hood, and also told the story of the beautiful merman girl who fought the vicious princess for love and rescued the little prince.

Among so many stories, she likes the mermaid girl the most. She felt that she was the merman girl, silently by the little prince's side, if there was really a vicious princess, she would also do the same as the merman girl.

Seeing the pitiful little eyes of the pothos, Tang Xiao really couldn't stand her like this: "Look at your grievances, be obedient, I'll tell you a new story another day." ”

Hearing the promise of the little prince, the green pothos turned from worry to joy and left the study happily.

Time passed silently, and Tang Xiao didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, he was woken up by Wang Dahai.

"Your Highness, the Duchess of Yanguo has just returned."

Tang Xiao glanced at the extinguishing charcoal fire next to the table and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"Three moments."

Tang Xiao frowned and muttered, "Why is it so late?" ”

"Would you like to go over and have a look?"

"No, let's talk about it tomorrow. You tell the kitchen to make a pot of red date and lotus seed soup tomorrow morning, and remember to add some honey and mountain ginseng. ”

"The old slave understands." Wang Dahai nodded in remembrance, and then said: "Your Highness, the palace has just brought a message, Your Majesty will let you enter the palace tomorrow morning." ”

"Do you know what?"

The palace man didn't say it, but the old slave guessed that it might be for the burial of the prince and the princess. Today, Commander Qin sent someone back to send back the news that the coffins of the prince and the princess will arrive outside Chang'an City around the end of the city tomorrow. ”

Tang Xiao nodded lightly, and there was a sadness in his heart.

"Uncle Wang, go and rest. I'll be alone for a while and leave me alone. ”

After a long time, Tang Xiao pushed open the door and sat on the stone steps under the eaves, quietly looking at the sky without stars and moons.

What a month of dark and windy nights!

He will never forget the day more than a month ago, the night he personally pulled the charred remains of his parents out of the rubble.

That night, he howled and cried, like a child, and his heart was broken.

I cried hoarsely, and I cried dry......

"Sadness is sad and parting, and the soul is sad to return to his hometown...... Tears break the bowels, the heart is like frost, a dream for a thousand years, and the encounter is the most slim. Wait until the flowers bloom on the other side, don't lose ...... Don't forget. ”

muttering, endless sorrow and sadness. Tang Xiao sighed heavily, slowly got up and walked towards the bedroom.

The little green pothos was already asleep lying on the table, Tang Xiao smiled helplessly, and his mood seemed to be better. He gently picked up the pothos and put it on her small bed to cover the quilt, so that he could go to sleep with peace of mind.

Early in the morning, Tang Xiao got up with a headache, opened the curtain and found that the pothos on the small bed had long since disappeared. After washing, he saw the pothos carrying a bowl of lotus seed porridge to him.

"Your Highness, the Duchess of Yanguo asked me to send it to you, and let me thank you before I went out."

Tang Xiao took two sips, a little sweet, and couldn't help but glance at his eyebrows.

"Your Highness, you look very bad today, do you want to rest for a while?"

"No need, I'll have to enter the palace in a while. Luluo, you just said that the Duchess of Yanguo left the house? ”

Luluo nodded and said, "Duchess Yanguo went to the Daxingshan Temple in Jingshanfang to make incense, and she left the house early in the morning. ”

After eating something casually, Tang Xiao rode towards the palace gate. His complexion today is indeed very bad, and his head is always dizzy, dull and stuffy. When he came to Taiji Palace, Zhang Deen, who was waiting at the palace gate early, led him to the imperial study, Tang Yu, the emperor, His Majesty was very diligent and began to deal with government affairs early in the morning.

After waiting quietly in the study for a while, Tang Yu put down the recital in his hand and talked to Tang Xiao. The uncle and nephew chatted a few words, and Tang Yu talked about the reason why Tang laughed. Wang Dahai guessed correctly last night, the coffins of King Anle and his wife needed to be escorted to the imperial tomb by Tang Xiao.

"Don't worry, you go out of the city with the people of Zongzheng Temple in the afternoon, and when you get the coffin, go directly to the imperial tomb. In the past two days, you will accompany me and your imperial grandmother more for them, and if there is anything missing, let Zhang Deen go to procure. ”

"Uncle Huang, nephew understands."

Qujiang Pond outside three miles, unitary time.

The procession escorting the coffin appeared on the official road, mighty and slow. The leader of the team was a middle-aged man in his forties, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, black hair and chest-length, a dark soft armor, holding a tiger-headed chiseled golden gun, riding on a horse with an awe-inspiring momentum, quite a general's demeanor.

This person was Qin Hu, the head of the guards of the Anle Palace, and after a long journey of more than a month, his expression was a little tired. He saw Tang Xiao waiting on the side of the road from a distance, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Humble to meet the little prince!"

Seeing that Qin Hu had just gotten off the horse and bowed, Tang Xiao hurriedly held his arms and said, "Senior Brother Qin, don't be polite." ”

The two looked at each other, and both smiled. After a month of separation, Tang Xiao felt very cordial when he saw familiar people again. The two asked each other a few words and walked towards the cart together. There were two coffins side by side on the car, wrapped in black gauze and covered with yellow paper.

Tang Xiao, who was dressed in filial piety clothes, knelt down and bowed, refusing to get up for a long time.

Seeing this, Qin Hu persuaded in a low voice: "Little prince, it's time for us to go, don't delay the hour." ”

Tang Xiao choked up and got up, supported the coffin on foot, and went all the way to the west. When they were far away from Chang'an City, the palace musicians sang mourning in unison, and their voices were sad, like crying blood and wailing. A cadre of people are all dressed in white linen, three steps and one worship, nine steps and one knock, cross the Weishui, and go north to the imperial tomb.

The next day, the procession arrived at the imperial tomb, and there were already many people waiting. Among these people, Tang Xiao knew only a few people, except for Yu Chi Baoqi and Cheng Huaibi, Mr. Fang also came.

Cheng Huaibi and the others saw Tang Xiao's haggard face, and each of them came over with two words of relief, which made Tang Xiao's heart warm.

Not far away, Yang got down from the carriage and nodded slightly at Tang Xiao. She stood there staring at the two coffins on the cart, her expression extremely solemn, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

That's it, quietly watching.