I am Feng Jun

Chapter 244 244. Ice Monument
Yu Xiaoyao nodded wildly, "I remember, I remember everything, mother, don't die, I remember everything, don't die!"

"Ah-ah-ah!"

After all, the hand on the forehead slowly fell down, gradually losing its warmth.

Even that weak breathing became silent, without any fluctuations.

Her eyelids finally closed tightly, and there was no possibility of opening them again.

Yu Xiaoyao couldn't help screaming, clinging to Fanghua's body, weeping bitterly.

Yu Xiaoyao's shrill cry spread all the way to the outside of the Ice Palace, and all the people guarding outside immediately knelt down, looking sad, and what's more, tears burst down the embankment, soaking their clothes.

Duan Yu, who was guarding outside the house, was also stiff for a moment, and then he realized what happened. His legs softened, and he knelt down, his lips were half opened, but he didn't make a sound.

"Happy"

Tong Pei squatted down beside Yu Xiaoyao and helped her up.

Yu Xiaoyao was exhausted from screaming and crying, and her original injury was not healed. At this moment, she had no strength to resist Tong Pei, so she had to be dragged away from the cold body on the bed by Tong Pei.

"Come on!" Tong Pei shouted loudly.

The hoarse voice came out, and the dazed Duan Yuqiang walked in with his body leaning against the wall.

Tong Pei stunned Yu Xiaoyao, who was struggling to pounce on Yu Fanghua's body, and said in a cold voice, "Your Highness is dead, prepare for the funeral."

Duan Yu's eyes were red, and when he saw this, he was silent for a second, and then replied in a muffled voice, "Yes"

"Also, pass the order, Xiaoyao will be the master of this palace in the future, no matter what happened before, from today onwards, she will be the master of Qingzhou, you know!"

There was an irresistible force in Tong Pei's words, but Duan Yu still hesitated a little.

"Your Highness, will she agree?"

She has been by His Royal Highness Fanghua's side, watching Yu Xiaoyao grow up, and she knows her well.

Tong Pei stared at her with gray eyes, "If she disagrees, she must agree!"

Duan Yu's heart trembled, and he understood Tong Pei's meaning, "Yes, my subordinates know."

It seems that it is indeed as Master Tong said, no matter how much His Highness escapes, he will not be able to escape this fate.

Your Highness, my little Highness, she will follow in your footsteps after all.

Tong Pei ignited the spice of sleeping in Yu Xiaoyao's bedroom, and let her sleep for three full days to restore her almost exhausted vitality.

Three days later, Yu Xiaoyao woke up faintly, completely in a daze.

When she got out of bed, she felt a little empty, like a dream, but Tong Pei's cold words brought her back to reality in an instant.

"Are you awake? Today is Fanghua's funeral, you woke up just in time."

There was no emotion in Tong Pei's words, but Yu Xiaoyao suddenly became sad and his legs went limp.

"How many days?"

Yu Xiaoyao, who fell to the ground, had to accept this fact, with unconcealable sadness in his heart.

"Three days." Tong Pei replied lightly.

"Fanghua's body has been put in a coffin and will be buried today. If you can get up, you'd better go and have a look. After all, you are her only daughter."

"I see."

Yu Xiaoyao was no longer as excited as he was three days ago, which made Tong Pei feel a little relieved.

"I know you are sad, and I am also sad, but she is dead, but you still have to live well, just forget about it for a few days, after the burial, you can no longer be like you are now, you know!"

"Aunt Pei, I don't want to tell you this now, let me be quiet, okay!"

Yu Xiaoyao's lips were pale, and his breath was unstable, but he still had the same aura as before.

"Yes." Tong Pei replied lightly.

Tong Pei was gratified by this aura, if Yu Xiaoyao really never recovered from the setback, and if she obeyed her, she would actually spurn her.

It's just that, if I want to persuade Yu Xiaoyao to stay in Qingzhou, I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble.

However, Tong Pei smiled coldly, I don't believe that this matter is related to that person, you can bear it.

The snow is clear, the clouds are light, the sun is cold, a kind of loneliness does not wait
Above the Jade Snow Mountain is a burial mound.

On the relatively flat snow top, there are cold tombstones.

Yu Xiaoyao was dressed in white, standing in front of the ice monument, as if melting into one body with the white snow.

She stood at the front, and all matters were handled by Duan Yu. She just listened to Duan Yu's explanation in a daze, and after performing one ceremony after another, her white lips were kept tightly pressed.

There were probably hundreds of scattered people behind her, all of them knelt down and mourned.

Until the ice coffin was put into the tomb, the tomb was erected, and another dead soul was added to the Jade Snow Mountain.

Yu Xiaoyao still stood upright in front of the cold ice tablet.

Everyone has retreated, only Tong Pei is by her side.

In front of the stele, Yu Xiaoyao knelt down suddenly, the white silk was lifted by the wind, and the pale white snow fell on her hair, making her even more cold and lonely.

Her mother, her last relative, just left her.
Behind the mother's ice monument is the father's monument, and beside it are the ice monuments of her grandmother and great-grandmother.

Up to now, really, she is the only one left!

Yu Xiaoyao's cold back reveals a sense of mournful desolation.

The top of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain was really the last place she wanted to land.

Ice monuments stand under the sun, no matter how strong the sun is, it can't melt such heavy ice monuments.

Yu Xiaoyao knelt in front of the tombstone, caressing the cold tombstone with her white fingertips.

The coolness that is within reach spreads to the whole body little by little.

Even the tips of her hair were condensed with a little bit of frost.

It made her feel as if she was dead.

There is no anger at all.

From noon to dusk, the shadow of the crescent moon appeared in the west, and the faint silver light slanted down, reflecting on the crystal tombstone.

A blinding light flashed.

The desolate cold wind whispered lonely around, this time she did not cry out loudly.

He just knelt in front of the stele silently, telling his grief silently.

It was night, and the surrounding white snow reflected the light of the moon.

Just like daylight.

Tong Pei spoke coldly from the side.

"How long do you want to kneel?"

"Or do you also want to stay silent here?"

"Shall I erect a monument for you here immediately?"

Yu Xiaoyao, who had been kneeling upright all afternoon, couldn't hold on anymore.

Tong Pei's sarcastic remarks made her body tremble for a while, and she couldn't hold on and fell limp.

Tong Pei didn't speak, nor stepped forward to help her up.

He only watched Yu Xiaoyao in silence for a while, then stood up on his own.

"Aunt Pei, who is it?" Yu Xiaoyao's voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded a little harsh.

But it was better than Tong Pei's rough voice.

"So you still remember this, I thought you were going to leave with Fanghua!"

Tong Pei mocked lightly from the side.

Yu Xiaoyao didn't refute, but just repeated a sentence coldly.

"Who is it!"

(End of this chapter)