It seems that everything is his wishful thinking.

Princess Chengyang joked about his delusions.

"Unless Yan Yunge is crazy about gaining and losing his heart, how could my Zhong family get married? There are so many aristocratic families in the north, can't they choose a qualified daughter-in-law?"

"I just thought about it this way, but it didn't happen. Why do you laugh at me sarcastically?"

Princess Chengyang sneered, "I will not marry my enemies, and of course Yan Yunge will not choose the Zhong family. You should quickly give up this unrealistic idea."

Prince Zhong hummed twice.

Think about it, is there something wrong.

He can still care about what he wants, he is very broad.

...

Riding the wind and waves, heading north all the way.

Xiao Yuanjia originally planned to travel around and wait until the New Year to return to the capital.

but……

On the way, he received a message that Mr. Ji was critically ill and asked him to return home quickly.

He was immediately indifferent to his lord.

To him and his elder brother, Mr. Ji is both an enlightened and a grandfather-like existence.

Emotion is sincere.

All things to travel or not are left aside.

He wants to rush back to the capital as fast as possible.

If he cannot see Mr. Ji for the last time and send him for the last journey, he will regret it for life.

...

Mr. Ji is old!

All aspects of the body are not as good as before.

Since summer, he has lost his diet and was in poor spirits. He often fell asleep as he spoke.

The imperial physician took his pulse. This is a process that a person must go through when he gets old, and it cannot be cured by medicine.

The implication is that Mr. Ji's body has aging and has reached the last journey of his life.

This is not a disease.

It's just time.

No matter how high the imperial physician has a high level of medical skills, he can only cure his illness and cannot save his life. He is incapable of robbing his life from the King of Hell.

Xiao Yi felt sad, but he endured it.

He visits Mr. Ji every day and chats with him.

To him, Mr. Ji was like a father.

He had never received fatherly love. It was Mr. Ji who repaired the incomplete part of his heart, allowing him to feel the warmth of being cared for for the first time.

He talked about his youthful experience, which made his father so angry that he jumped out of his feet, those ridiculous and sad things.

But……

The only listener, Mr. Ji, had already fallen asleep.

His eyes were moist and his heart was bitter and dull.

In a daze, Mr. Ji woke up from his sleep again.

"Ah, ah, has the emperor finished speaking? Where did you just say it?" He was confused.

Xiao Yi forced a smile, "Just talk about the royal palace."

"Yes, yes, yes, royal family! I seemed to have seen the old prince just now..."
Chapter completed!