Rong Chen's eyes widened a little bit, and he looked at Yan Ruo with some incredulity.

In the end, he finally couldn't help it, "I'm also a light to others?" ”

The moment he saw Yan Ruo nodding, Rong Chen smiled, and there was something in his eyes that was relieved.

Next, he quietly gave Yan Ruowan a very beautiful bun, and then only inserted a hairpin for her.

- the one he made with his own hands.

Decades have passed, and the style of the hairpin has been lost, but the hairpin has been treasured very well, and it is still the most beautiful on his little girl's head.

If Yan Ruo knew what he was thinking, he would definitely retort, "What a little girl, she is already an old woman."

But in his heart, the little girl in front of him will always need to be spoiled.

Thinking of this, Rong Chen smiled himself.

"I'm tired, I want to go back to bed and lie down for a while, can you help me over?"

When Rong Chen said this, Yan Ruo's heart trembled.

"Okay." Her voice choked.

Rong Chen just lay down, he grabbed Yan Ruo's hand, "I shouldn't have to continue drinking medicine today, right?" The medicine in the past few years has been too bitter and not good at all. I've always wanted to tell you that this medicine needs to be sweetened with a little coptis chinensis......"

Rong Chen's voice gradually lowered.

Hearing this, Yan Ruo's tears flowed out all of a sudden.

It turned out that Rong Chen had long known that the decoction she asked people to send back then was added with more coptis.

Don't cry...... I'll be distressed.

Rong Chen wanted to raise his hand to wipe away Yan Ruo's tears, but when his hand was halfway raised, it fell heavily.

The snow was falling heavier outside, and it seemed to be a little colder.

-

Rong Chen's funeral was done by Yan Ruo, and the people who came to attend the funeral were either familiar or unfamiliar.

For example, the King of Jin who was crying next to Rongchen's coffin in front of her, she knew him.

King Jin is the former eighth prince.

Why is Yan Ruo so impressed with him?

Of course, it was because there were many guests at the wedding, and the gifts were all kinds of rare treasures. The sword of the king of Jin went off the rails and gave a different gift - a box of books.

Half a box of sage books, half a box of undone homework.

Later, when Yan Ruo found out about this congratulatory gift, she was stunned.

However, Rong Chen did not have any surprise on his face, but said lightly: "It seems that in the four years since he went on the expedition, he really looked forward to me coming back alive every day." ”

Memories and reality are intertwined, making Yan Ruo can't help but be in a trance.

At this time, King Jin was lying next to the coffin, crying and shouting: "Rongchen, you walk slower on Huangquan Road." I'm going to be a brother to you in the next life, and I'm going to have you do my homework for me in the next life......"

Yan Ruo, who didn't know what to say, was even more speechless at this time.

She was silent, thinking: The mirror demon said that the probability of meeting the old people in the new world is too small, but the probability of meeting them is so small. Their fate shouldn't be so short, right?

Rongchen, I hope we will see each other next time.

On the morning of Rong Chen's burial, the maidservant didn't see Yan Ruo get up for a long time, and when she went in, she found that Yan Ruo was lying on the bed and had lost her breath.

Her face was serene, and if it weren't for the fact that her body was already cold, everyone might have thought that she was just falling into a deep sleep.

……

When the news of the death of the Wei couple reached Kyoto, the emperor was silent for a long, long time.

After all, he just let out a long sigh and continued to pick up the fold.

A quarter of an hour later, looking at the cinnabar pen in his hand, he muttered to himself: "Sure enough, the person is old, and he can't hold the pen steadily." ”

One day eight years later, Rong Mingye suddenly lay on the table and lost his breath, and when he was found, he was still holding a cinnabar pen in his hand, and a halfway note was pressed underneath......

Rong Mingye has been a Ming monarch for a lifetime, and there is no one in the harem, let alone an heir.

However, he had already selected the candidate for the emperor, and had already made an edict to pass on the throne to Rong Zhao, the eldest grandson of King Jin.

The old man is old, the baby is born, and the Donglin Dynasty continues......