When leaving the Zhongji Hall, Zhu Youjian didn't show any nostalgia and strode towards Long Live Mountain and Xuanwu Gate.

The harem has become very quiet, giving people the feeling of emptiness and helplessness.

Zhu Youjian walked away quickly, and Wang Chengen trotted behind him.

...

Inner Garden, Meishan, Shouhuang Pavilion.

Zhu Youjian stopped and looked at the big tree next to Shouhuang Pavilion.

"Cheng'en, I just saw the late emperor and my ancestors, and I want to apologize to them."

Wang Chengen knelt down again.

"Your Majesty, have a good journey. I will accompany you. Your Majesty has had a hard journey here. I still have to serve you..."

Tears finally flowed out of Zhu Youjian's eyes.

"I hate, I hate the civil and military ministers of the whole dynasty. It was they who led me to the point of no return. It was they who allowed me to ruin my great country. I have no face to see my ancestors. To express my gratitude, I still have to go down there.

When I go to meet my ancestors, you put this white silk ribbon on my body. The only thing I can do is this..."

Zhu Youjian took out a roll of white silk from his arms, bit his finger, and began to write on the white silk: I am a cold virtue and a humble bow.

When I die, I will not be able to see my ancestors with my face. I will take off my crown and cover my face with my hair. I will let thieves divide me and not harm any of the people.
Chapter completed!