There is one place that we must visit every year, and that is Nighthawk Village. Every time before Qingming, we will take our children to visit, and Shen Hanyue will of course accompany us. There, Brother Xiao worshipped his master, and Xiao Ling'er worshipped her mother.

At this time, Shen Hanyue is always very sad.

During the two days we spent in Nighthawk Village, we still revisited the old place, still hunted and barbecued, and still practiced formations, but no one would invite him. We let him digest his grief alone, in the cave where Tang Wan used to live, or in front of Tang Wan's grave, until his emotions were almost digested, and we didn't leave.

We also went to the vicinity of Ningdu and moved the tomb of Princess Lingxiang to the imperial tomb near Kudan. The imperial tomb is located near Yunxiu Nunnery. And Luo Yi's tomb is not in the imperial mausoleum, but on the left side of the imperial mausoleum gate. I think if he had knowledge, he would be willing to guard the mausoleum gate for us. This is a punishment for him, but why not another kind of leniency?

Princess Lingxiang and Ma Teng were buried together. And in the future, I will be buried here with my brother after a hundred years. Well, sooner or later, we'll be here again again. Including my master.

When we arrived in Xiqiang, we moved Ruyi's small grave back by the way.

Ruyi, a girl who sacrificed her life for me, until now I finally have the leisure to sit on her grave and talk with her. Talk about the changes in the world and the vicissitudes of life.

I can't remember how many things have happened and how many people have died since then. The only thing I remember is that the inseparable little girl was loyal to me. Remembering this love is more important than remembering the event itself. And I, not knowing how to compensate her, can only build her tomb more magnificently, burn more things and send them to her, and then reward her with the title of a county lord.

That's all I can do. I can't compensate her for her life, her youth, her time, or even the love she never experienced. I can only remember silently, full of regret.

Of course, in this imperial mausoleum, there are also my mother and two fathers.

Of course, I know that my queen mother would prefer to stay with my biological father, the Emperor. Therefore, I buried them together as she wished. But I can't leave my other father alone. So, I also moved him into the Imperial Mausoleum.

After all, he is also the royal family of Dongxia, the cousin of Brother Xiao, and the most beloved father I once beloved.

Father......

I burst into tears, and then burst into tears.

Su Yao, the king of Pingxi, is not my biological father. However, since I was a child, he has always loved me as his own daughter, and I respect him, love him, and rely on him from the bottom of my heart.

Until he died tragically at the hands of his mother, I still refused to admit that he had left me.

His mottled sideburns, like mottled time, were always shaking in front of my eyes.

I began to panic that as the children grew up, sooner or later, I would follow in my ancestry. I couldn't help but clutch my brother's arm until he frowned and stared at me from the side.

"What's wrong? Got a vendetta against my arm? He teased softly.

I raised my little face and lightly hooked my lips: "No, no." I'm just thinking about how lonely it would be if I died before you! ”

He smiled indifferently: "If you don't mind, I'll accompany you!" When you die, I will die! ”

I burst into tears and choked up, "You don't regret it. ”

"Nope! So what if I go first? He asked softly.

"I'll be with you too! When you go, I will go! I replied without thinking.