After thinking about it to no avail, I saw a little fairy outside the door, and said to the old man: "Immortals under the moon, the prince invites all the immortals to watch the entrance ceremony, and the immortal servant is specially sent to tell him." ”

"Who enters the shrine?"

"The concubine of the prince of the East Palace, Fang Rong, stayed in the Tianjia Cloud Shrine from the mortal world today. ”

"Concubine Fangrong?" the old man looked blank.

"Fang Rong is the mother of my peerless brother. Jiumu looked at the old man with a puzzled face, and told him happily.

"Oh. Yue Lao nodded again, "It turned out to be the mother of the peerless little boy." ”

In the past, I only knew that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been married to a woman for a hundred years in the mortal world, and when he returned to the heavenly realm, he was reprimanded by the Emperor of Heaven, as if there was a lot of trouble at that time.

Later, this woman also gave birth to a peerless little son, and when the peerless little boy ran to the heavenly palace alone to recognize his relatives, there were still gossips about the heavenly palace.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been suppressed by the Crown Princess for this matter, and he has been hiding from the unequaled little son, who has been silent for so many years, and now he is in a hurry to correct the name of his mother and son, why?

Could it be that this peerless little boy is growing up day by day, and his knees are thin, and he wants him to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors?

That's it, that's it, what is Fei Laoshzi trying to do these days?

I'm still busy with the marriage in the world.

After thinking about it, Yue Lao said to the little fairy waiter: "There is a little fairy waiter who runs and lies down, since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has made a special appointment, the old man will go to watch it." ”

Ying Xia's little immortal servant, seeing that she was very polite, he bowed slightly, "The immortal under the moon will set off now, don't be late." After the service was completed, he hurried away again.

Yue Lao looked at the two little ones beside him and said, "Let's go, let's go with the old man to have a look." ”

Jiumu cheered: "Of course I want to see it, of course I want to see it, my peerless senior brother is too uninteresting, he never told me when he came, and there is a considerable entrance ceremony." ”

In any case, it's better to go and make up the numbers yourself, and make a scene and a witness for my brother's mother.

"If you want to go, you go, I won't go anyway. ”

Yuanxing replied with a seemingly reluctant mouth.

"Since the young man of Yuanxing doesn't want to go, then please take care of yourself. ”

After saying that, Jiumu took Yue Lao's wrist and walked out of the Hiding Pavilion happily.

Leaving the circle star, Gu Ling Ling stood in place, and there was a burst of angry words.

"What side concubine? It's obviously a mortal in the lower realm whose grave is overgrown with barren grass and has been dead for thousands of years. ”

"What little boy? It's just a wild seed born to my father in the mortal world. ”

From childhood to adulthood, the mother told him.

He is respected, and unparalleled is humble.

He is the eldest son of Donggong Yan, and Wushuang is not even a concubine.

As the mother concubine said, he is just a mortal wild species.

......

When the unequaled mother's mound arrived at the heavenly realm, a misty drizzle had just fallen, and a colorful cloud bridge was erected on the horizon.

The heavenly soldiers accompanying the escort array, eight on the left and right, were all the heavenly guards sent by the Prince of Dongyang to Wushuang this morning.

Wushuang walked in the front, he carefully held a square wooden box, the wooden box was decorated with a few small velvet flowers that had just been plucked from the mortal world, the small flowers were white and red, which was the color that Wushuang's mother liked before her death.

The wooden box contained a handful of loess that had just been picked up from the grave in the mortal world.

In the mortal world for thousands of years, the remains of his mother's bones have long been turned into dust, and after digging the grave, there is nothing left, so Wushuang has to pick up a handful of loess on his mother's grave and put it in a box.

Today, there are a few more auspicious clouds and a few more pink clouds in the sky, as if they know that their mother is coming to the Heavenly Palace today, and even they are running to greet them with interest.

Wushuang was excited and happy all the way, he looked up at the road, looked down at the wooden box again, and said softly, "Mother, after crossing the rainbow bridge in front, you will go to the Heavenly Palace Cloud Guarding Temple, and if you live here in the future, I will come to visit every day." ”

Yes, although Zixia Mountain is far away from this heavenly palace, it is far away from the mortal world under the red dust, and in the future, my mother will live here, and she only needs to drive a cloud to be able to take a look here, which is much better than letting her leave a lonely soul floating in the mortal wasteland.

Besides, here is the person she misses in her heart, the man who has made her love all her life, waited for her whole life, and is still on her lips before she dies.

Sure enough, don't talk about it.

On the Rainbow Bridge, there was a man in a golden dragon robe, looking in this direction, as if he had been standing on the bridge for a long time.

That man is the Dongyang Prince of the Heavenly Palace, and he is also the person his mother misses.

Prince Dongyang greeted him, looked at Wushuang, and then looked at the square wooden box he was holding in his hand, cried with joy for no reason, trembled and took the mound box in Wushuang, and said: "Fangrong, we finally met again, all these years, you have suffered." ”

The words fell, but it was a little joyful and a little sad.

When I saw you that year, you were in your prime, and now you see you again, but you are facing this white bone.

One day in the sky, ten years on the earth, but in a short period of time, you and I are separated by yin and yang, one leaves with regrets, and the other lives with regrets.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Prince Dongyang could no longer care about his identity and decency, the tears in the corners of his eyes fell, and the crystal tears slipped on the mound box, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It doesn't matter if it's bitter or difficult.

The mother was finally at ease, and Wushuang looked at the mist that rose in Prince Dongyang's eyes, as if he had a little resemblance to the so-called father at this time.

Whether it was all the incomprehension or misunderstanding about him before, at this moment when he was reunited with his mother, all the unhappiness had disappeared.

"Wushuang, let's go, let's take your mother home. ”

The prince restrained his out-of-control emotions, brushed his clothes, and the prince who was in tears just now seemed to be two people again.

Prince Dongyang and Wushuang walked across the Rainbow Bridge with their clothed mounds, but they heard the sound of gongs and drums in the direction of the Cloud Shou Temple in front of them.

The two looked at each other, both confused, and didn't know why.

Along the road, a bright avenue of gold and silver light appeared in front of him in an instant, all the way to the Tiangong Cloud Guard Temple.

Every three meters on both sides of the avenue, there is a celestial guard armed with a halberd.

The golden cloud banner was erected overhead, shining brightly by the light of the day, lining this simple entourage solemnly.

A few clouds of mist trickled down in the sky, all of which were immortals from all over the world who came to see the ancestral ceremony.

From a distance, at the gate of the Cloud Shou Temple, the golden silk banner tent was set up and submerged into the clouds, and the gong and drum honor guard beat their lives and shook the sky.

The eighteen-way immortals are lined up on both sides, and the blue and white clothes worn by the immortal attendants can be described as full of people, surging back and forth.

How spectacular is this formation?

"Did you arrange these?"

Wushuang looked at Prince Dongyang, and his face suddenly sank.

"It's not. Prince Dongyang shook his head.