But I still can't believe it.
The setting sun is blood-red and red leaves are flying.
Yan Yunshu quietly hugged Xu Jinghuai's cold body and refused to let go for a long time.
There was silence, stillness, except for the careful sobbing.
Night falls.
Yan Yunshu let go of Xu Jinghuai and stood up.
His face was calm.
"Yingfeng, bring His Majesty home."
Yingfeng knelt on the ground, his voice choked with sobs.
"promise."
The carriage moved forward, and the soldiers followed along.
The imperial mausoleum of Tianze Imperial City was located in Lingxiu City. So the crowd returned to Lingxiu City in a mighty procession.
The people of Lingxiu, who had already heard the news, lined the streets to welcome them.
Yan Yunshu looked at the people coldly, their faces showing complicated expressions, some surprised, some doubtful, some happy, but rarely sad.
After returning to Liuli Villa.
Wen Tingfeng hugged Yan Yunshu gently.
"Shu'er."
He didn't say anything more. Any more words would seem to disturb Yan Yunshu's calmness.
How do you know that this calmness is only achieved when you are in extreme despair?
In the villa, my grandparents had already arrived from the imperial city.
The two elders were very worried when they saw Yan Yunshu in such a state.
"It's better to cry. Not being able to cry is the greatest pain."
"I have instructed Tingfeng and Tingyun to spend more time with their cousin."
"For now, this is all we can do."
That night, Yan Yunshu went to the backyard of Liuli Villa and ordered Wei Ruopu and Wei Ruofeng to send ten carriages back to the imperial city. She also spread the evidence that night of Xu Jingye's crimes in the Battle of Wangyue, in which he colluded with foreign enemies for his own selfish desires and put thousands of soldiers and civilians in dire straits.
It's so calm that it's unimaginable.
The next day, she led the soldiers to the Royal Hot Spring Villa.
With a command, Princess Fengling was brought out of the villa.
"Kill him."
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