Chu Yi suddenly felt that the past five years had passed in vain.

Shui Lingyue and Xiao Yichen were lying on the roof. Listening to the conversation between the people below, the two turned back involuntarily, their eyes collided in the air, and they looked at each other and laughed. The other party understood what the two of them meant.

Shui Lingyue's eyes were smiling with curved eyes, as if telling Xiao Yichen, look, this is the reason why I like you. Chu Yi was full of lies, and he had too many scheming in his heart, so in the end, even his wife and children could not treat him sincerely.

Pei Jingran suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said, "Well, Lian'er is still young, he will become sensible when he grows up."

Chu Yi looked a little sad, and he waved his hand and said, "Take him down first."

Pei Jingran brought Mo Lian over to tell Chu Yi that he had a son.

Pei Jingran took Mo Lian's hand, pulled him to the door, and then asked the eunuch Xiao Fuzi to take him down.

Pei Jingran looked at her son's small figure walking away. She sighed slightly in her heart, then closed the hall door and turned back to the inner hall.

At this time, Chu Yi was wearing clothes. His left chest and mouth were injured. He was not very flexible when wearing clothes.

Pei Jingran saw it, walked over, held one collar for him, and gently served him to dress.

Pei Jingran asked while serving him to dress, "Why don't the emperor lie down on the bed and rest in peace and put on his coat? Where do you want to go?"

With the help of Pei Jingran, Chu Yi put on his middle clothes and said, "I have been lying in the house for a day and want to go out for a walk."

Pei Jingran said again: "How long has I been married to the emperor? Do the emperor still remember it?"

Chu Yi was slightly stunned, looked at her with a tilted head, and said carelessly: "What do you want to do?"

Pei Jingran said in a quiet tone: "The emperor doesn't remember it, but I remember it's been six years and three months since I married the emperor."

Chu Yi didn't say anything.

Pei Jingran waited for a while, but did not see Chu Yi talking, and continued: "My greatest wish has always been to be with the emperor and grow old together with the emperor. Now, our child is five years old. For the past five years, I have always thought about taking Lian'er back to Nanchu and back to the emperor."

As he said that, Pei Jingran reached out and held Chu Yi's hand, knelt at his feet, and said softly: "Emperor, Ran'er has been in the Xirong Kingdom for so many years. Ran'er misses the emperor and homesick. This time the emperor goes back, can he take Ran'er back?"

Pei Jingran spoke sadly, her voice was soft and moving, and it was heartbreaking.

Shui Lingyue hid on the roof and heard her gentle voice. She felt that if she were Chu Yi, she would definitely agree to her request at this moment.

Chu Yi held Pei Jingran's hand in his back and said, "Ran'er, I miss you too, otherwise I wouldn't have come to visit you from time to time over the years."

When Pei Jingran heard this, her eyes lit up slightly, she held Chu Yi's hand tightly and asked, "Emperor, Ran'er is your first woman, and she also gave birth to the eldest son Lian'er for the emperor. Ran'er's wish for this life is to live in the same bed and death as the emperor. I wonder if the emperor can agree to Ran'er's request?"

Since ancient times, there has been more than one woman in the emperor. If every woman dies and is buried in the same tomb as the emperor, then the emperor is too crowded. Therefore, there is only one woman who can die with the emperor, and that is the queen.
Chapter completed!