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Chapter 194 Farewell

Chang Luoyun didn't ask any questions, and Mu Jingyi took her cloak and put it on her.

It was completely dark.

The night on Zhuangzi is extremely quiet, with a mysterious moon hanging in the sky. The moonlight is like water, making it even more lonely.

Mu Jingyi was holding a small lantern, and the dim yellow light shone vaguely on the road, lengthening the figures of the two of them moving on the mountain road.

Chang Luoyun walked beside Mu Jingyi, becoming more and more confused as he walked.

She walked this road countless times when she was on Zhuangzi, just because her dearest mother-in-law was buried at the end of the road. When she was a child, when she was sad, she would always go to her side to tell her grievances. Although there was a grave across the way, her mother-in-law's warmth was always there.

Could it be that Mu Jingyi wanted to go see A Niang with him.

Chang Luoyun was silent and walked for a while. Chang Luoyun was already sure that Mu Jingyi was going to Aniang's cemetery.

When Aniang suffered the injustice of poisoning her grandmother, she was not buried in the Chang family's ancestral grave after her death. Instead, she was buried alone on the hillside behind Zhuangzi. Chang Luoyun's nose felt sour, and he lowered his head and wiped his eyes with his fingers.

"We're here," Mu Jingyi hung the lantern on a branch nearby, his deep and mellow voice filled with rare tenderness.

Chang Luoyun raised his head, and the dim and warm light of the lantern shone on Han's grave, making the originally cold tombstone a little softer.

"Auntie——" Chang Luoyun knelt down and pulled out a few weeds in front of the grave. His voice was filled with the softness of a little daughter, making her look like the little girl who was enjoying herself at her mother's knees. "Yun'er and The Marquis has come to see you."

"Mother-in-law, please leave Yun'er to me. You can rest assured." Mu Jingyi bowed deeply to Han's grave, looking extremely solemn in the night. "From now on, I will definitely protect her and let her go." She is safe and happy, and has no worries in her life.”

Chang Luoyun's eyes flashed and he lowered his head.

The wind blew the lantern swaying twice, and the light shrouding the tomb began to sway, and it seemed to be smiling in a trance.

Mu Jingyi knelt down, and Liang Qi, who was following the two of them far behind, had already brought up the basket. Mu Jingyi took out the incense candles inside, lit three incense candles and inserted them respectfully on the grave, "I have a busy trip this time, so I have to take this time to worship. I hope my mother-in-law won't blame me."

Chang Luoyun placed the offerings on the grave and said softly: "Auntie, I'm living a good life now. You and your grandmother should also be well over there, and don't miss me. I will definitely come back to see you from time to time." "

The wind sounded softly at night, like a woman's chuckle.

The wilderness is empty and the incense candles burn quickly. Mu Jingyi stood up slowly and said, "Today the new emperor ascends the throne, we will set off back to Lindu early tomorrow morning."

Chang Luoyun was surprised, "Master Hou, don't you have to wait for the new emperor's decree?"

"No need," Mu Jingyi said calmly: "Prince Zhou is holding the coffins of the late emperor and the late empress, and he is almost arriving in Lindu."

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Ten days after the new emperor ascended the throne, Zhou Wei helped the coffin of Queen Huang Xian return to Lindu.

On that day, the gates of Lindu were wide open, and the city was filled with plains.

The new emperor traveled ten miles away to greet him personally. The old lady of Yongchang Hou went out of the city to greet him with the support of Princess Anjun and Mrs. Yongchang Hou.

The most painful thing in this world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift. The moment Mrs. Yongchang Hou saw the queen's coffin, her tears couldn't stop rolling down. She trembled her lips and muttered: "Okay, okay, mother is here to see you. You have suffered along the way. "

Princess Anjun and Mrs. Marquis Yongchang burst into tears when they heard this.

Zhou Jinghao is the eldest daughter of Mrs. Yongchang Hou. She became a princess at the age of seventeen. Although she is a queen, Mrs. Yongchang Hou can understand the difficulties and hardships faced by her daughter under the indescribable status of queen. I also cherished her more in my heart.

Mrs. Yongchang Hou was afraid that Mrs. Yongchang Hou was old and would be too sad and would hurt her body, so she helped her back first. Mrs. Yongchang Hou did not insist and returned to her house silently.

After returning to Yongchanghou's mansion, Mrs. Yongchanghou asked the kitchen to prepare some good food for the old lady, and she went to prepare for entering the palace tomorrow. When she went to the old lady's room again, she saw the old lady lying quietly on the bed covered with her favorite silk quilt.

Mrs. Yongchang Hou always felt that something was wrong, so she got closer and found that although the old man was sleeping peacefully, his face was very pale.

She softly called "Mother" and put her fingers tremblingly under her nose. The old man was so quiet that it made people feel heart palpitated, and there was not even a trace of breath under her nose.

Mrs. Yongchanghou's legs went weak and she almost knelt down and sat down.

"Someone, come quickly." She tried hard to suppress the panic in her heart, but her voice still couldn't hide the trembling.

The girl who was serving the old lady felt a thump in her heart. She ran to the bed and took a look and started crying. "The old lady was fine just now. She just said that she was very tired and wanted to sleep for a while. What?"

Mrs. Yongchang Hou calmed down and ordered: "The old lady is old, so don't panic. Prepare what you need to prepare first, and then ask people to invite the princess and the prince to come over."

In the past few years, Mrs. Yongchanghou has been in poor health. It is understandable that she should be bad, but she did not expect that she would leave like this.

When Zhou Wei came back, the Yongchang Hou Mansion was already completely white. He walked to the old lady's soul and was stunned for a moment. Then he bent his knees and knelt on the ground, crying: "Grandma, my grandson is unfilial. My grandson is late."

Everyone nearby felt sour in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with tears when they thought of Mrs. Yongchang Hou's heroic and heroic life. Mrs. Yongchang Hou stepped forward with tears in her eyes and said distressedly: "Wei'er, your grandmother passed away peacefully, so don't be too sad. You just returned to Lindu and traveled a long way. You went down to bathe and change clothes first, and then went to the hall to keep vigil. .”

Everyone knows that the old lady of Yongchang Hou has always loved her grandson, and the prince has always been very filial to the old lady. At this time, he has just returned to Lindu and has not even seen his grandmother, and they are already separated forever. The regret and heartache in this, How can it be comforted by a few words?

Zhou Wei tried his best to hold back his grief and stood up.

Grandma has always been generous and informal, and she definitely doesn't want a grown man to cry in front of her.

He patted the clothes on his body and bowed deeply towards the coffin, "Grandma, wait a moment. I haven't told you the interesting stories along the way. I'll come over immediately after I take a bath and tell you about the Queen's aunt." .”

When everyone present heard this, they couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhou Wei smiled slightly with red eyes and left the mourning hall.

In March, when the grass grows and the orioles fly, the sun shines brightly. Zhou Wei rubbed his eyes and stared at Cisongyuan where his grandmother lived for a moment. The door to the yard where he used to go directly when he came back was now open and empty, and there was no grandmother waiting lovingly for him to come back.

The separation came unexpectedly, leaving him with a lot of things to say to her, and we were separated forever.

Zhou Wei felt a pain in his heart. On the way back to Lindu, he was still thinking about how to hide the news of the death of his grandmother, the Queen, and his aunt, but now, there was no need to hide it.

He raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and a snow-white handkerchief was already handed to his hand. "Cousin, don't be too sad. After all, grandma is old. It's okay to leave like this. At least you don't have to endure the white-haired people giving away the black-haired people." pain.

"Besides, with the queen's aunt taking care of her, grandma won't be alone there."

Zhou Wei wiped his eyes carelessly with a handkerchief and said angrily: "When will you return to Qingzhou?"

"Originally we were going to leave in the next few days, but now I'm afraid I have to wait until my grandmother is buried before I can leave." Zi Chu was dressed in plain white clothes. Although the young man was still thin, his complexion had improved a lot.

"I'll see you off then." Zhou Wei stuffed Juanpa into his arms, "You're in good health, so you don't have to guard grandma in front of her. Just have me guard her."

Zichu agreed. Zhou Wei had already turned around and strode towards his courtyard.

(End of this chapter)