At dusk, the sacrificial ceremony at the imperial mausoleum is over. Prince Yunzhao's official return is just like giving a shot in the arm to the kingdom of Yi. Everyone has vowed that as long as the kingdom of Yi is no longer leaderless, it will soon be revived.

The only one who is worried is Xue Weiting.

After the sacrifice, the officials returned to the court. Chu Yunzhao was in the chariot with tears in his eyes. With the bumpy mountain road, Chu Yunzhao was only immersed in the endless sadness.

Xue Weiting, a group of Ministers of the Yi Kingdom who followed him for a long time behind him, urged his horse to follow him from behind and walked forward with Chu Yunzhao's chariot all the way.

The wind vaguely blows up the curtain on the chariot, revealing Chu Yunzhao's thin and handsome lower face. Beside Chu Yunzhao, you can see the pale little hand he holds tightly.

It's not that one. Who else can it be?

Even on such an important occasion as the funeral of the former Emperor, Chu Yunzhao still carried the woman Guan, so that the whole court and the public are still talking about the origin of this woman.

Xue Weiting doesn't know this, but he doesn't care about it now.

He looked into the chariot and said, "Your Highness, please don't be sad. The future of the city should be supported by your highness. I can only remember the death of the former Emperor in my heart."

"I really hate myself. If my ability is higher, I don't have to suffer so much when my father is alive. In the end, I have to be in the hands of Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang is really hateful." Chu Yunzhao said, angrily hit his thigh with his fist.

Xue Weiting sat on the horse, listening to Chu Yunzhao's words. Xue Weiting's face was silent, and his hand was holding his reins tightly. "Your Highness is not incompetent, but at this moment, I would rather call you 'Your Majesty' than 'Your Highness'"

With that, Xue Weiting's eyes couldn't help looking in the direction of the chariot. Looking at Chu Yunzhao's appearance at this time, he easily noticed his Royal Highness's sudden cold silence.

Xue Weiting said with a smile, "Your Highness, you are all back. The eldest princess is not willing to put down her power. She is upset and kind-hearted."

He can easily grasp Chu Yunzhao's mood fluctuation and timely add such a sentence. Now Chu Yunzhao is back, even if Chu Yunni doesn't want to let go of power, Xue Weiting won't allow it. The monarch of the Yi state must be the orthodox Prince of the east palace to inherit it.

"General Xue, don't say these words again..." but Chu Yunzhao suddenly said such a sentence indifferently, with a reproach in his tone, "my sister has paid so much for the city. Without her words, let alone without me today, even today's city would not have. These words... After the general, don't say any more. "

Listening to Chu Yunzhao's words, Xue Weiting answered "yes". However, he also looked at the direction of the chariot suspiciously. At this time, there was no wind and the curtain of the chariot was hanging low. He could not see Chu Yunzhao's movement and expression clearly.

However, Xue Weiting's doubts are growing. How true or false is Chu Yunzhao's words?

Only Guan in the chariot knew that after hearing Xue Weiting's words, Chu Yunzhao's hand suddenly grasped tightly, which made Guan's hand ache.

Obviously... Yun Zhao is angry.

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