Xiang Lu and Wen Jun planned to leave Chang'an, and Wen Jun knew that Xiang Lu Ding wanted to worship his father when he left.

After Sima Lu was killed, the body was hastily buried on the Qili slope in the southern suburbs of Chang'an, and the people of the capital felt that Sima Yu was upright, so they set up an inscription for him.

Xiang Lu came to the capital, afraid of Wenjun, so he never went to worship, and the sorrow in his heart is estimated to be only experienced by himself.

"Husband, now that the Empress Wu is powerful, we can't offend her, but if we secretly worship my father-in-law's grave, she won't know."

"Wenjun, is this okay?"

"Anyway, we're leaving tomorrow, and today is the Qingming Festival, so let's go!"

Xiang Lu nodded, prepared worship supplies with Wenjun, and went to sweep Sima Yu's tomb.

Princess Taiping's eyeliner also followed firmly behind Xiang Lu and Wenjun.

Seeing that Sima Yu's grave was full of barren grass, and only one stone tablet had also experienced vicissitudes, Xiang Lu was really sad for this scene.

The light rain fell like cow's hair, the grass became greener, and only a few crows were screaming in this deserted graveyard.

Xiang Lu tore off the weeds on and around the grave with his hands, and Wen Jun also helped on the side.

The eyeliner hid in the shadows, thinking: What is Sima Xiang to Sima Yu's grave? Isn't he from Chengdu? How could he come to sweep Sima Yu's grave? Could it be that he is the child of Sima Yu who escaped?

Eyeliner continues to monitor, hoping for more exact information.

"Father, the child has come to worship you." Xiang Lu and Wen Jun both knelt down and kowtowed to Sima Yu's grave.

As soon as she saw the eyeliner, it was as she expected, and she immediately rushed back to Princess Taiping's mansion.

After paying homage to Lu and Wenjun, he also decided to leave. Xiang Lu blamed himself in his heart, because he couldn't wash away his father's grievances, and could only let his father's grave be overgrown with weeds.

In Princess Taiping's mansion, the eyeliner returned: "Report to the princess, the slave has discovered a shocking secret." ”

"Oh, what secret?"

The slave obeyed the princess's instructions to follow Sima Gongzi. Today, I saw that the couple went to the southern suburbs to sweep the grave. ”

"Tomb sweeping? They are not from Chang'an, why do they sweep the tomb? ”

"Back to the princess, it's Sima Yu."

"Sima Yu, what a bold son, Sima Yu is the eldest grandson's accomplice of the traitor, and he has been beheaded by his mother, where did he dare to worship him?" Princess Taiping said angrily.

"Princess, Sima Xianglu is Sima Yu's biological son, and it is rumored that Sima Yu's concubine and son escaped the raid."

"No wonder, I heard that Sima Yu's demeanor is extraordinary, and now I look at his son, it should be about the same." Princess Taiping thought for a while and said, "You go down first, this matter is not allowed to be spread outside, otherwise it will cost you your life." ”

"Yes." The eyeliner receded.

Princess Taiping smiled to herself: "Okay, you Sima Xianglu, this time you don't obediently give me a comply, follow me to Luoyang, the eastern capital, and when I have enjoyed enough, I will give you to the queen mother." ”

After Xiang Lu and Wenjun returned, they sorted out their baggage and planned to leave in a carriage early tomorrow morning.

Suddenly, the doorman came to report, "Sima Gongzi, there is a letter from you." ”

Sima Xiang Lu took it, took it apart, looked at it, and wrote:

Today, at the grave of Sima Yu in the south of the city, the son is crying so sadly, it is better to let this princess relieve your worries.

After reading it, Xiang Lu immediately sighed. Wen Jun snatched it, and after reading it, she couldn't bear it, and at the same time, she blamed herself for having to go to Lu to sweep the grave.

Xiang Lu knew that he had nowhere to hide, and if he didn't obey the princess, his life would not be mentioned, and it would also affect the Zhuo family.