Revenge of Rebirth: Beauty scheming

Chapter 1222 Please give me a marriage

With her taking the lead, the others followed suit.

Seeing that the matter was resolved so quickly and smoothly, Xuanyuan Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Half a month later, Mu Wang Xuanyuanmo's body was sent to the capital.

The person who escorted the corpse back was none other than Xuanyuan Yun.

Xuanyuan Mo's body was preserved with lime, and it was not too rotten, but a more pungent corpse smell had already appeared.So after the corpse was sent back, there was no more important business. It was only buried in the palace for one day, and offered to all the officials to burn incense and pay homage, and then entered the imperial mausoleum.

At the time of the burial, Zhao Yuanxiang also passed by.

July is the time when it is sultry, and it is also the time when it rains suddenly.

As soon as the coffin was carried into the imperial mausoleum, the sky suddenly darkened. Xuanyuan Chen hurriedly ordered people to speed up, and just after the tomb was sealed, big drops of rain fell.

Fortunately, Zhao Yuanxiang didn't get caught in the rain because he was well prepared.

She stood side by side with Xuanyuan Chen in front of the tomb, and in the heavy rain, she spoke silently to King Mu who was lying in the tomb.

Although the matter between King Mu and Concubine Gui was just a guess, Zhao Yuanxiang believed that the guess was close to ten.Therefore, she couldn't hate this uncle even more.

Standing silently for a while, Xuanyuan Chen was worried that Zhao Yuanxiang would catch cold, so he helped her to leave.

After everyone left, behind a bush in the distance, a person stood up slowly.

Xuanyuan Yun was drenched all over, he raised his wet sleeves and wiped his face, walked slowly to the tomb, stared at the tombstone carefully for a while, and said softly: "Father, son is really useless, Even what is left on the tombstone is not my name."

This tombstone was carved by Xuanyuan Chen's craftsmen, and the one left on it is naturally his nephew Xuanyuan Chen.

The heavy rain didn't mean to stop at all, Xuanyuan Yun knelt down slowly, kneeling on the muddy ground, staring motionlessly at the tombstone in front of him.

After a long time, until the rain had passed and the sky cleared, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky.

He blinked and said slowly: "Father, I have figured it out. I will not seek death again. You did that day because you were afraid that I would not be able to escape with you, right? From now on, my son will live well Yes, Kunlun Mountain, I will go tomorrow."

As he spoke, he took off a small gourd hanging from his waist, opened the spout, and a strong aroma of wine came to his face.

He smiled and said: "In the past, you never allowed me to drink, but today I won't drink any more. I respect you."

After speaking, he turned the spout of the pot downward, and poured all the pot of spirits into the ground.

Immediately, he threw the gourd vigorously, put his hands on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

He stood up, turned around, strode away, and never looked back.

He did everything he should do, and from now on, he should also live for himself.He is not the master of Qingyun Pavilion, nor Lu Yao, but Xuanyuan Yun.

He laughed and left, dripping wet, but exuding a kind of freedom that was completely different from before.

After Zhao Yuanxiang and Xuanyuan Chen returned to the palace, they had just rested for a while, when Fu Linjiang came to see him.

Zhao Yuanxiang had already told Xuanyuan Chen about everything before, so Xuanyuan Chen was not surprised when Fu Linjiang asked to see him.

But when people came in, Zhao Yuanxiang was surprised.

Because he wasn't the only one who came in, there was also Qingsang who was led in by him.

"Your majesty, empress, my humble minister dared to ask the emperor and empress to marry you."

Fu Linjiang looked solemn and serious.

(End of this chapter)