When Mingxiluo saw the back of that person, his spirit that had been chaotic was finally willing to return to his consciousness, but when she did not turn around, she could not bear it. For the first time, he thought that all three of them would die, and that the desolation of death was gone without bones, and would be buried in endless depths forever, and would never become a cholera again!

Why didn't she look back? Why didn't she look back! They used the throne to plot against him! Has he been calculating against them?

Chang'an respectfully saluted to the person sitting on his back.

Shoukang stepped forward instead of the focused wife: "Go back to the emperor, your highness..." and couldn't continue, and there was nothing to say, it was just a matter of a while. Besides, the emperor may not care. Except for the wife and the princess, who else would be really sad? Even Aunt Qin was also sad about their mistress.

Mingxilo looked at the two backs in the bed curtain woven by golden thread.

Liang Gongxu could not use force in his hands, but his skinny and bone-like knuckles were placed in his hands tremblingly.

Di'an was not scared by his father's increasingly terrifying appearance at all, and his chubby little hand held his father.

Liang Gongxu seemed to have sensed the voice of his speech. He was here. The person who had nothing to rely on himself to guide the world. Now he was sitting in that position, whether he was satisfied or not, he still felt that it was just that.

It should be that's the case, after all, nothing is good at it.

Liang Gongxu moved his fingers, but he wanted to do something...

Xiang Xinci held him and gave him peace of mind: "An An, go and pay tribute to the emperor."

Liang Gongxu's fingers were steadily stopped in Xinci's palm.

Di An looked at his mother and then at his father. He was a little puzzled by the word "Emperor" as a stranger, but he still climbed out of bed according to his mother's instructions and greeted him respectfully as the only straight person standing: "Dian has seen the emperor, long live the emperor."

Mingxiluo's eyes pulled back to the person who was paying homage: "Get up." After not seeing Di An for many years, she no longer remembered him, and she also grew from a child to a little girl.

Ming Xiluo did not refuse to give Liang Gongxu face, so he stepped forward, picked up Di'an, and walked forward a few steps into the private space created by the family of three.

He did not stop when Shoukang saw it, and continued to move forward without any criticism. Finally, he stood in the curtain, stood beside her, his drooping sleeves brushed across her back, and put Di'an back on the bed. A faint sweetness that was different from incense suddenly penetrated into his nose, giving his hands a urge to climb up her neck, tighten all her weaknesses, and listen to the whimpering.

Di'an leaned against his father and looked at the person holding him blankly.

Xiang Xinci looked at his daughter comfortably, and his voice was gentle: "Call you call me uncle."

Mingxiluo's heart trembled uncontrollably, and she still knew he was alive!

"Hello uncle."

Ming Xiluo didn't look at Xiang Xinci, as if she had never noticed her existence from beginning to end. His eyes fell on the thin and thin person, and he did not give anyone a little more: "Emperor." There was a faint sweet fragrance between his nose, and his thoughts were uncontrollably loosened.

Liang Gongxu wanted to open his eyes and see him happy or satisfied, but he couldn't open it. Only An An and Xinci's warmth wrapped around him through his clothes, giving him peace of mind.

Forget it, I won’t see it anymore. Mingxiluo has nothing to look good about, it’s just that he will work hard in the future and have a son.

Maybe you will be worried about your children killing each other when you are old. He is so angry that he wants to kill them. In the end, it is nothing more than the life of any emperor recorded in history books. It can be boring and can be kept in history. Liang Gongxu is just a title, but the husband and father in his heart are enough.

Shoukang's eyes became even redder, and it would be enough to listen to the emperor's words "Emperor".

Di'an's mind quickly returned to his father, and gave her today's morning class, what clothes did she wear, and hung a few bells. How long and annoying my mother is, but how nice and pleasant the piano she plays,

Xiang Xinci smiled aside, and his hands never let go of Liang Gongxu.

Ming Xiluo stood among the three, incompatible but did not retreat. It was not the first day that he knew that the couple had a good relationship, so how could they not be good? Look at the few people standing outside who were not on the bed who were incredible merits.

Now I'm going to go... Everyone thinks he's not alive, and now he's over twenty people are about to die. Mingxilo has nothing to be sad. His greatest kindness is nothing more than not caring about his plot against the throne.

Di'an's voice was the only sound in the hall.

Mingxilo's sense of smell replaced all perceptions, but he could only look around without direction.

Liang Gongxu's weak perception was all about his wife and daughter. He liked the quietness now, his daughter's vitality, and his kindness calmness. He had no regrets in this life, and did not be sad, and there was still An An. Although he couldn't watch her grow older, he was no longer greedy. His An An had reached the age he would always remember.

Such a quiet and solemn atmosphere lasts until the early morning.

In the early morning, the bell of the national mourning rang slowly, and the crying sounded over the palace of King Zhong.

Xiang Xinci held his still-cold hand and sat quietly.

Di'an was taken away by Madam Jing.

Mingxiluo stood behind her and stood still all night.

The emperor did not leave, and Xiang Zhang and others naturally knelt outside for a night, but the death knives had already been ringing, so why didn't the emperor come out yet?

Xiang Zhang looked at Xiang Cheng.

Xiang Cheng was sad for his daughter, sad for the second prince, sad for Princess Di'an, and sincerely crawling on the ground and crying.

Xiang Zhang knew that he could not count on him at critical moments, but his daughter was the first queen, so he had no effort to achieve the position of third-rank.

The Xiang family was able to survive the throne because of his daughter, but Xiang Zhang, even thought that his fifth brother was stupid, because he was the hero of the Xiang family, and he was simply a fool who was foolish.

Xiang Zhang hurriedly signaled Aunt Zhuang, who was standing by the door, to go in and take a look. It was time for the emperor to return to the palace.

When Aunt Zhuang walked in, she suddenly felt the quietness inside, and couldn't help but lighten her pace and glanced at Chang'an nearest.

When Chang'an walked out, his eyes were a little red.

"It's time for the emperor to return to the palace."

Why didn't Chang'an know, but he dared not say that the emperor stood there motionless all night and listened to Princess Di'an's speech all night. Princess Zhong went in the morning. Princess Di'an was cheated away, which was the only sound that had been made inside.

The emperor actually stood there all night? Did the emperor——"Wait, I'll ask the master to urge him?"

"Hurry up."

Who is the emperor accompanying? He can't be the last emperor, he is so stupid! Why do you think the emperor has forgotten his past! He is so stupid!

Seeing this, Lin Wujing stood up and walked inside. Unexpectedly, the emperor did not come out.
Chapter completed!