Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 1322 Three Volumes 436 Too Much Regret (5 More)
Thinking of the jade pot, Wanxi couldn't help but miss the jade pot again.

Can't help but press these miscellaneous things in the palace, just ask: "Why hasn't Yuhu sent a letter?"

It was Yuye who smiled: "The master thought of that good idea for Yuhu. Yuhu has already followed Master Fu to the snowy area. With Master Fu accompanied, Yuhu is happy not to miss Sichuan."

Yu Rui also laughed: "It's not easy to communicate in Xueyu, it's farther than the Shu Road. Even if you have a letter, it will take a month to arrive, so don't worry, master."

Wanxi took a deep breath: "It was a letter from her during the Chinese New Year. After talking about the snowy land, Cang Zhu can be seen in the sky and in the lake..."

Cangzhu is from Xueyu, a boy rescued by Master Fu there, and has been with him for many years.It's just that he never thought that he would die in vain because of the jade pot.

Wanxi closes her eyes lightly, although she is not in the snowy area or beside Yuhu, she can still imagine that in the holy snow-capped mountains and the blue water of the lake, Yuhu seems to see Cangzhu's eyes and Cangzhu's smile...

Wanxi's eyes were a little wet, so she quickly sniffled: "The more I think about it now, it is right to ask Yuhu to go to the snowy area with Master Fu."

Yuhu went here not only for Master Fu, but also for Cangzhu?
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The dust and smoke of the newlyweds entering the palace hadn't cleared yet, and bad news came suddenly on March [-]th.

The eldest son of the emperor, Yonghuang, passed away.

Wanxi also sat there for a long while when she received the news from Yonghuang's side Fujin.

Eldest elder brother Yonghuang, who was one year younger than Wanxi, has passed away now...

Life was originally so fragile that it was vulnerable to a single blow. 23 years old, it sounds like a youthful age, but after a night of frost and snow, it withered as soon as it was said.

If the prince is like this, what about the women in the harem?

Wanxi got up in a daze, and hurried to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

If she herself is like this, how about the emperor, how can she overcome the pain of such a white-haired person sending a black-haired person?
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After entering the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Li Yu hurriedly followed suit, bowed and said casually: "Let the master persuade you... Your Majesty, stamped his feet and beat his chest, and wept loudly when the door was closed. The servant guarded the door by himself. I dare not let those monkey cubs hear; but the servants themselves dare not go in to persuade them."

Wanxi nodded with tears in her eyes: "I understand, the emperor regretted it. He regretted scolding elder brother so harshly for the sake of Empress Xiaoxian."

"It's just that the emperor's words have already been spoken, so he can't take them back. The emperor still had time to point out the third elder brother to a noble-born Fujin, but he still couldn't make up for the elder brother... The emperor may not have thought of other ways to make it up. But I never thought that big brother would go so early..."

Li Yu also said with tears: "Exactly. The most painful thing in the world is the word 'remorse is too late'."
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Wanxi walked into the Xinuang Pavilion, the emperor was not in the "Sanxi Hall", but sat alone in a dark room with no bright windows on the north side of the "Sanxi Hall".There was only one seat in the small room, and the emperor sat alone on it, his eyes were red.

Wanxi walked in without saying a word, but just stepped forward and hugged the emperor.

A 40-year-old man lost his eldest son at the age of [-].

Although many children of the emperor had died in these years, the eldest son of the emperor had grown up, married, and even gave birth to the emperor's grandson.Such a death is very different from the death of a young child.

The emperor leaned his head into Wanxi's arms, and also didn't say anything, just reached out and grabbed Wanxi's elbow tightly...

In the small room, there is no sunlight, even though it is already March outside the window; the two hug each other tightly, without talking, just sharing each other's sadness and tears quietly.

Then hide it for him, so that outsiders will not see it.

(End of this chapter)