The emperor did not survive the winter, and on the coldest day of the year, he fell ill and died on his couch.

Everyone thought that the successor would be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but the queen suddenly stood up and announced that only Jinyu could govern the southern kingdom well.

Jinyu.

The great prince who was once named a disaster star for the country and abandoned by the royal family.

It was as if people had exploded, and for a while, it became an after-dinner pastime.

What's even more shocking is that on the tenth day of Jinyu's reign as emperor, she will be crowned queen.

That queen, born in a rural town, is a village girl.

The ministers objected one after another, but Yu Zhang said that Yingluo has the appearance of a noble daughter and can afford the title of the mother of a country.

So no matter how much opposition was suppressed, Jinyu used the most cumbersome etiquette to marry Yingluo, including Nacai, Great Expedition, Canonization, Fengying, Cooperation, Meeting, Edict, Celebration, and Banquet.

In the snow-capped imperial city, the green tiles of the Zhu Mansion are covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the snow trees on the side of the road are shining with crystal clear brilliance.

Only the red carpet extending from the palace to the palace is bright and dazzling, like a flame burning in the snow.

Yingluo wore a phoenix crown and a veil, and with the support of the maids, she raised her eyes and looked forward.

The ministers and nobles who once opposed her becoming queen can only kneel on both sides and perform the greatest courtesy to her.

Her gaze didn't linger long, and she looked straight at Jinyu who was standing on the top of the nine-fold staircase at the end of the red carpet.

So far away, Jin Yu stretched out her hand to her, and her voice was low: "Suisui, come here." ”

A smile bloomed on Yingluo's face, pushing the maids away and running towards him with her skirt in hand.

The kneeling ministers sighed again and again, how can such an undignified person be worthy of being the mother of a country!

It's a pity that no matter how aggrieved they are, they can't change this fact.

After worshipping heaven and earth and ancestors, Jinyu took Yingluo's hand and led her down the stairs step by step.

Yingluo held his hand instead, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows couldn't hide a smile.

"Years old." Jin Yu suddenly hugged her horizontally, put her thin lips to her ear, and whispered: "Hide your tail." ”

……

As spring turned to autumn, the southern kingdom became more and more prosperous under Jinyu's governance, reaching unprecedented prosperity.

Decades have passed, Yingluo is still a young girl, and Jinyu is in her twilight years.

His health is not good, Yingluo personally takes care of him, practices himself, and never slacks off.

Until one day in winter, Jin Yu held her hand tightly, and her voice carried endless desolation: "If I am gone, what should you do......"

"I'll go to you, and I won't leave you alone for too long." Yingluo sat on the edge of the bed, resting her head on top of him, listening to the sound of his gentle heartbeat.

However, that heart will not beat anymore after all.

The emperor, who was respected by everyone in the south, passed away on this day.

Yingluo looked up in a daze, watching as Jinyu's body emitted a white light, and then turned into a small piece and fell into her palm.

"Mother, why are you crying?" Gluttony sat on Yingluo's shoulder, a little incomprehensible.

"Yes...... What the hell am I crying about......" Yingluo carefully held the fragments in the palm of her hand, pressed them tightly to her heart, and slowly closed her eyes.

It turns out that parting from life and death is such an uncomfortable thing.

After being quiet for a long time, Tao Tao saw that her mood was a little better, and then asked: "Since you have collected the spiritual fragments, then Niangniang, let's go to the next world." ”

Yingluo put the pieces into a small bag and nodded towards the glutton.