"On the ninth day of the first month, go and send a white silk to the queen's mother, and congratulate her on the fact that she is about to see the king of Hades, let her not be anxious below, the prince and the fourth child will soon go down to accompany her."

"Yes."

After Shen Ye finished ordering this, he looked at Song Fengzhi, who was still standing in place, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled his hand, so cautious.

"Yuan Hao, go out, let me stay alone for a while, okay?"

Song Fengzhi's voice was so sad that it was distressing.

Shen Ye pursed his lips: "I'm just watching you from the sidelines, I don't speak, I don't bother you." ”

"Let's get out." Song Fengzhi stopped and motioned for Shen Ye to go out.

Shen Ye looked at the corpse on the ground, he knew that Song Fengzhi was really sad this time, the relationship between the eldest princess and Song Fengzhi Shen Ye knew that people who grew up together since childhood have no feelings, and they will also have family affection!

So Song Fengzhi is like this, Shen Ye will not be angry, nor will he be jealous, he just treats her as a sister.

"Then I'll wait for you outside, if you have something to say, I'll come in at once."

"Hmm." Song Fengzhi pulled a tough smile.

Seeing Shen Ye's departing back, the smile he barely put on his face slowly disappeared.

It would be nice if time could be repeated

There are so many memories between them, so many things that are unforgettable.

I really don't want to recall, the more memories I have, the more painful it is. The more unable to accept reality.

Sitting in this cold and large Taiji hall, looking at the serene face of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, there was an indescribable pain in my heart.

It's been three days, and Song Fengzhi has locked himself in the house for three days, during which no water has entered, and no one knocks on the door.

Shen Ye felt sad, but he was helpless.

He had been guarding the door with his people, and there had been no movement in the house for a long time, and the door was locked from the inside, and no one could enter.

Looking up at the sky, the sky was already cloudy at this time, and the black clouds were pressing down on the city, so heavy that the sky seemed to be about to fall, as if something big was about to happen.

It's not okay to go on like this, don't talk about what is about to happen, Song Fengzhi hasn't eaten or drunk for several days, how can his body stand it!

"Go, find something to knock the door open." At this time, even if he risked being scolded by Song Fengzhi, he had to do it.

As soon as the words fell, the door was opened from the inside, Song Fengzhi's hair was messy, the stubble on his face was a little bit, and the whole person walked out haggard.

"March, tell the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Household that tomorrow a succession ceremony will be held to crown the new emperor!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, not at all like a man who had not eaten or drunk for days and nights.

"Xiaoyi, the matter of the eldest princess's entry into the imperial mausoleum will be handed over to you, remember to keep a low profile, she doesn't like to be lively."

After ordering everything and coming out of the palace, he didn't want Shen Ye to follow, he didn't want to go back to the house, he didn't want to go back to the place full of memories.

Song Fengzhi didn't know where to go, she died, and he felt guilty and blamed himself.

Walking on the road like a walking corpse, I unconsciously walked to the door of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess's favorite dim sum shop.

Walking the path you've walked, seeing the scenery you've seen, feeling your presence as if you've never left, always there, my sister.

"Mother, what's the regret?" The boy looked at his mother with wide eyes and asked such a question.

"You meet a person, you make a mistake, you want to make up for it and want to pay it off, and in the end you find that you have no power to return to heaven, and the sins you have committed can never be remedied, in this world, the most beautiful thing is that it comes as scheduled, and the saddest thing is that the person is gone, you miss it thousands of times, all tears have a name, the most bitter kind. It's called regret! The mother explained with a kind smile as she touched the boy's head.

The most bitter kind of tears are called regrets!