Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 131 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (59)

Chu Yuanqing weighed the imperial decree, threw it into the corner, leaned on the wheelchair and closed his eyes, as if he was taking a nap or thinking about something.

After receiving the imperial edict, Chu Yuanqing sent someone to pack up his things, and set off for the imperial mausoleum with Lou Zhuang the next day.

The imperial mausoleum is some distance away from the capital, except for the rest time at night, it has been two days since we arrived at the imperial mausoleum.

The guard in charge of guarding the imperial mausoleum immediately stepped forward and blessed his body: "This servant has seen the prince and concubine."

"My lord and concubine's residence has already been cleaned, so my lord and concubine can rest for a while."

Chu Yuanqing's body was gloomy, and he said absent-mindedly: "No need, this king is going to offer incense to father, queen and queen."

Looking at Lou Zhuang again: "You are with me."

Lou Zhuang nodded in response.

Under the leadership of the palace people, the two went to the place where the tablet of the first emperor was enshrined.

After all, it was the last empress, so no matter how much Chu Mingcheng hated them, he had to be cautious.

Chu Yuanqing glanced at it, and the offerings in front of the emperor's tablet were all fresh, and the incense seemed to be going on all the time.

After dismissing the palace guards, Fu Yang closed the door and stood at the door like a door god. The eunuch didn't dare to approach him with a cold face, but only dared to stare at it from a distance.

Chu Yuanqing got up from the wheelchair, took three incense sticks, lit them with a candle, bowed three times and inserted them into the incense burner.

After burning the incense, he lifted the corner of his robe and knelt on the futon.

Lou Zhuang followed Chu Yuanqing's example and lit three sticks of incense, and stood side by side with him after inserting them.

Chu Yuanqing looked at the tablet and said softly: "Father, Queen Mother, Ah Ru and I have come to see you."

Suddenly blinked by cue's Lou Zhuang, after thinking about it, he decided to keep silent.

Chu Yuanqing stared at the straight font on the tablet, as if he could see the two deceased relatives through the tablet.

He didn't kneel in front of the memorial tablet for too long, told them the recent situation, and stood up with one hand after speaking.

He leaned over and straightened the wrinkled skirt of Lou Zhuang, his eyes were peaceful, and he no longer had the cold and hostile look when he first met.

Lou Zhuang looked down at him, then moved aside calmly.

He took a deep look at Lou Zhuang, and seemed to sigh softly: "Go back."

Lou Zhuang hummed, and the two talked while walking, and went back to the courtyard where they lived together.

The servants had already packed everything up, Hao Momo immediately greeted Lou Zhuang when she entered the door: "Does the princess want to eat?"

It was past noon, and they still had their morning meal, so they were somewhat hungry.

"Pass the meal."

Mother Hao blessed her, and stepped back in response: "Yes."

Soon a servant brought the lunch to the table, it was all vegetarian, without any meat.

Lou Zhuang was not picky, so he quickly finished a bowl of rice and went back to take a nap.

She didn't sleep for long, and woke up in half an hour.

I walked around in the yard, but I didn't see Chu Yuanqing, so I called my servant: "Where is your lord?"

The servant replied: "The prince has gone to the quiet room."

Quiet room, the place where the memorial tablet of the first emperor is placed.

Lou Zhuang knew in her heart that Chu Yuanqing hadn't been to the imperial mausoleum since he broke his leg, so he must have a lot to say to his parents right now.

With nothing else to do, Lou Zhuang began to turn east and west, surveying the terrain.

Going around, Lou Zhuang found herself at the door of the quiet room.

The faint smell of wine wafted out and brushed the tip of Lou Zhuang's nose.

Just as he was about to leave quietly, a man's deep voice came from the crack of the door.

"My son remembers that my father used to like drinking this kind of wine the most, and I always drink a few cups every time I go to sleep."

"Father, do you remember? This altar of wine was buried under the tree in Chenyou Palace, and now my son dug it out and brought it to Father for you to taste."

(End of this chapter)