It took me four or five days to recover my health and get the permission of the imperial physician to go out for a long journey.

The sun is scorching.

Xiao Yi's heart was filled with sadness.

The closer you get to the imperial tomb, the more desolate you feel in your heart, like the mountain where no one stepped into it.

That's right, Mr. Ji was buried in Mangshan, only 10 or 20 miles away from the imperial tomb.

Entering the mountain road, there is only a carriage galloping.

The team was long and long.

He is a little confused.

He couldn't help but hold Yan Yunge's hand tightly.

Yan Yunge encouraged him, "Sir, I will not blame you, I will only understand you. Visit your husband today and worship him in front of your grave. If you have anything to say, don't hold it in your heart, be careful of getting sick."

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, nodded, and never spoke.

Finally arrived!

He was not allowed to accompany him and went there alone.

In front of the grave!

Light the fire, burn paper money, and sit on the ground casually.

He is no longer young.

He thought he was very young, but with Mr. Ji's passing, he realized that he was getting older and was really not young anymore.

In just a few days, his mood changed a lot.

He picked up the wine glass to the tomb where he had not yet erected a monument, "I wish you a glass of wine, thank you for your care and teaching back then. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be who I am today."

Then there was a second glass of wine.

"I wish you the second glass of wine. When I was in the palace, thanks to your care for me many times, I begged for my father, so that I would not be too difficult when I was young. I only hate myself and never took that step. If I had recognized you as my adoptive father early, I could just put mourning on you without fear of any criticism and gaze."

Then there is the third glass of wine.

"In recent years, thanks to your plan and careful teaching of your two children, they will grow up. The great kindness of sir can't be repaid in this life. I hope that in the next life, I will meet sir and repay the great kindness of this life."

Three glasses of wine were sprinkled one by one, and Xiao Yi felt even more sad.

He will regret his whole life just because he did not send Mr. Ji for the last journey.

He buried his head in his sleeves and cried quietly.

Only at this time, when there is no one around him, he can cry freely and express his feelings to the fullest.

Yan Yunge stood far away without taking a step forward.

Xiao Yuanchu was very worried about his father and asked, "Mother, should my son come forward and take a look?"

Yan Yunge waved his hand, "No need to step forward. Let's wait here. Let your father talk to Mr. Ji."

"The son is worried about his father's safety."

"If your father doesn't let you vent, the problem will not be solved. Wait quietly, and there is no need to worry."

"Yes! The son follows his mother's teachings."

The whole audience was silent, and no one made any noise in the team of hundreds or thousands of people.

Everyone is waiting.

Wait for the emperor to cheer up again.

A quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, an hour passed, and two hours passed...

Finally, there was movement.

Xiao Yi stood up.

Staggering.

His legs were numb.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuanchu was the first to rush up to support and serve him.

Immediately afterwards, the servants rushed over.

Yan Yunge stood still and did not move. She observed carefully and finally saw her eyebrows disperse and her heart was relaxed. She breathed a sigh of relief.

It is a joyful congratulation to untied the knot in your heart.

On the way back...

Xiao Yi secretly told her, "I fell asleep in front of Mr. Ji's grave."

Huh?

No wonder it took so long.

She was curious, "Why can you fall asleep? Are you not afraid?"

Xiao Yi smiled, "I'm not afraid! This sleep has been very stable. Since the death of his husband, this has been the most stable sleep I have ever slept."

She asked, "Does you dream of sir?"

"I have never dreamed. I am really sorry that the gentleman refused to give me a dream."

"It is a fate to be able to fall asleep in front of the gentleman's grave. There is nothing to regret. From now on, you should let go of your knot and look forward."

"You don't have to worry about me, I will cheer up. During this period, I often wonder how great it would be if my father was Mr. Ji."

But she said, "If Mr. Ji was your father, you would not be who you are today. I have to say that the resentment in your heart played a crucial role."

If they were not so resentful and had no idea of ​​causing trouble, the two would not know each other, and would not have children, so naturally they would not have been like today.

The old King Dongping made Xiao Yi a young man.

When he was young, he made him today again.

Without any link in between, things can't be like this today.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, "According to what you said, I have to thank the old man?"

Yan Yunge said solemnly: "In a sense, it was him who made you successful. You did not posthumously named the old prince as the last emperor, so you should consider the grievances and grievances of the past to be settled."

Xiao Yi is really cruel.

Logically, he ascended the throne and became emperor and wanted to posthumously enthrone his deceased father and mother.

He doesn't.

He only conferred his biological mother, but not his old King Dongping.

No matter how Ren court officials persuaded or accused him of being unruly, he could not shake his determination.

He was full of resentment towards the old King Dongping and could not let go until today.

perhaps……

If the old King Dongping wants to be posthumously titled, he has to wait until Yuanchu inherits the throne.

Anyway, Xiao Yi refused to compromise.

He can chase anyone, but he will not chase the title of Lao Dongping King.

His dear brother, Xiao Xun wrote to him, but he could not impress him.

This incident has been criticized and criticized by many people.

It doesn't matter!

He never cared about what others thought of him.

He doesn't care about the so-called good reputation either.

Xiao Yi had a stern face and spoke righteously: "He does not deserve my chasing."

When saying this, there is no hatred, only indifference.

He wanted to completely ignore the existence of the old King Dongping and ignore the scumbag father.

Fortunately, the scumbag died early, otherwise he would not guarantee whether he would commit a period of rebellion.

...

After the worship, Xiao Yi's mental state was getting better day by day.

The court officials, especially the generals, watched him cheer up and each cried with joy.

Someone flattered and handed over memorials, all of which were gorgeous and exaggerated words.

Yan Yunge shivered all over. This flattery is so flattering, so fucking that it can't stand it.

She threw all the flattering memorials to Xiao Yi and asked him to solve them himself.

Xiao Yi: “…”
To be continued...