Daqin: Many sons and many blessings, create an immortal family

Chapter 227 Mortals for decades, only I can live forever!

Crown Prince Qishang and all the princes hurriedly entered the emperor’s residence. They saw Rong Lu lying on the bed at a glance.

Rong Lu’s face was serene.

With your eyes closed, a smile on your face, and your hands folded on your abdomen. It’s like falling asleep.

“Your Majesty, it has passed away.”

The old eunuch next to him was full of grief. Qi Shang and the other princes were shocked. A huge wave was set off in my heart. Father Emperor, the immortal is dead!?

“Father.”

“Father Emperor…”

They came to the bed and knelt down. I cried and cried.

Qi Shang didn’t expect that his father would actually go so fast. He has already issued an announcement to the world.

Seek a healer. Find elixirs that can prolong life.

If he can find it, his father has the possibility of survival. However, the father still did not survive that day. Qi Shang lay on the side of the bed, crying bitterly.

“Father, why can’t you wait for the son-in-law, the son-in-law has already gone to seek the divine doctor and the elixir of life.”

“Why are you walking in such a hurry…”

“Father Emperor…”

Crown Prince Qishang and the princes, who were nearly sixty years old, cried like a child. The sound of crying came from the emperor’s residence.

“Woooo

“Father Emperor…”

The concubines in various palaces heard this bad news. They covered their faces and wept.

“Your Majesty, why did you abandon us so ruthlessly…..”

“Your Majesty…..”

The eunuch palace maid also showed grief. Ronglu was a good emperor of benevolence.

When he was there, he rarely harshly reprimanded or punished them. I didn’t expect such a good emperor to leave like this. Ronglu died.

The entire palace was immersed in an atmosphere of grief.

A fat, sturdy, oily and slippery horse pulled a low-key carriage and quietly drove out of the palace. Chai Qing, a veteran in pitch-black armor, stood at the palace gate and watched the carriage leave.

Chai Qing didn’t know. The person in the car was Ye Xuan.

He didn’t even know that Ye Xuan could live forever. Chai Qing and Ye Xuan lost their arms.

Inside the carriage.

Yushu opened the curtain of the side window and looked back. The royal palace is getting farther and farther away.

Smaller and smaller.

The sound of crying came faintly.

Yushu’s heart showed grief, reluctance and other complex emotions. The Great Qin Palace used to be her prison cage.

She had tried to escape this place countless times.

And with the help of Ye Xuan, she managed to break free from this cage and escape here. The current Daqin Imperial Palace.

She can come and go as she pleases.

The Great Qin Palace was no longer her prisoner. It became her home.

Her child, Ronglu, was there.

But now, her children are gone. The home is also gone.

However, fortunately, Ye Xuan was still by her side.

“Reluctant?”

“Do you want to meet those grandchildren?”

Ye Xuan asked softly.

Yushu shook her head.

She didn’t want to have too much contact with Qishang and other princes.

Because she can live forever and immortally, and princes such as Qishang have a limited lifespan. If there is too much connection and affection between the two parties.

Wait until Qishang and other princes die in old age. I’m afraid she’ll be in pain like this again. Ronglu is her biological child.

She poured almost all her family affection into Ronglu. So she now understands the pain of the death of her loved ones.

This pain.

It is enough to feel it once.

She didn’t want to feel such pain again.

Now, her own child Ronglu has passed away, and this Daqin has not had much to do with her nostalgia. Yushu lowered the curtain, shrunk into Ye Xuan’s arms, closed his eyes, and said softly, “Let’s go.” ”

“I want to go to Ye Mansion, let’s go to Ye Mansion.”

“Hmm.”

Jade garled in Ye Xuan’s arms, buried his face and answered sullenly.

“Go to Ye Mansion.”

Ye Xuan ordered.

“Yes, my lord!”

The driver’s voice came from outside.

“Drive!”

“Drive!!”

The carriage galloped towards Yefu.

Ye Xuan and Yushu entered Ye Mansion through the back door in a low-key manner. They didn’t want too many people to know about it, especially Ye Hongchang and others.

If they know that they are back, I am afraid that there will be waves, and it is best to go back to the house through the back door in a low-key manner. Ye Xuan and Yushu strolled inside Ye Mansion.

The decoration in the Ye Mansion became more and more luxurious and extravagant.

Rockery garden potted plants, installed chic and charming. In the hall, calligraphy and paintings of famous people hang.

These calligraphy paintings and calligraphy paintings hang on them, from the emperor to the calligraphers. Some calligraphy and painting cannot be bought by money.

There is no price. It is also a symbol of power.

When Ye Xuan and Yushu were walking around Ye Mansion, they sighed at the changes in Ye Mansion. The layout of Yefu is similar to before.

But the décor inside is more luxurious.

Today, the Ye family has been passed down for three generations.

But still powerful. People prosper.

Ranked first in the list of the Daqin family. The status is unwavering. On the contrary, it is more solid.

Ye Xuan secretly saw that Ye Mansion was so good, so he let go of his heart. He and Yushu left Ye Mansion.

I planned to wander around Xianyang for a while, so I went to join Lu He. On the street.

Bustling.

There are many vendors on the street, many shops are also open, and there is a lot of pedestrians.

“Xianyang has become more lively than ever.”

“Everything is the credit of Ronglu’s hard work.”

Ye Xuan sighed.

Be diligent and love the people.

This is what Ye Xuan taught Rong Lu. It seems that Ronglu has a good implementation.

“Yushu, look, this mask.”

Ye Xuan picked up a demon mask from the vendor’s stall, put it on his face, pretended to have a terrifying low roar in his mouth, approached her, and scared Yushu.

The sadness in Yushu’s heart was swept away. A burst of laughter.

“How old are you, how can you still be like a child.”

Yushu patted his chest and smiled.

Ye Xuan took off the mask on his face and carefully looked at the mask in his hand.

“Isn’t this mask terrible?”

“Then I’ll change one.”

He crouched down and carefully selected the mask on the ground. Yushu also squatted beside him and helped him choose.

“What do you think of this?”

Ye Xuan picked up the cyan demon mask. Yushu shook her head.

“What about this?”

Ye Xuan picked up another mask.

Yushu picked up the more beautiful mask on the stall and put it on Ye Xuan’s face.

“This one is more suitable for you.”

“Have you heard? Your Majesty, died of illness. ”

“Your Majesty is dead!?”

“How come! His Majesty is so benevolent and loving to the people, how could God let His Majesty leave so quickly? ”

“Well, who says it isn’t.”

“Our Great Qin has lost a Saint Ming Lord.”

The people’s talk sounded from not far away.

Crying came out.

“Your Majesty loves the people like a son… How could the heavens take His Majesty away so quickly, how could it be like this, and the whimpering and crying continued to increase. ”

The atmosphere on the streets changed from cheerful to heavy and sad. The corners of Yushu’s eyes also turned red again.

Ye Xuan looked at these people who were crying for Ronglu, and his heart was extremely gratified. Ronglu did not live up to his teaching factory.

became a good emperor in the eyes of the people.