The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

That was the late Queen's favorite place.

Without stopping, Ling Fengshuo directly carried Luo Hongxiao on his back.

As soon as he landed, he felt the person on his back struggling.

"Father..."

Jiang Yunluo and others hurriedly reached out to help them, then turned around and ordered: "Move the soft couch out of the room..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Luo Hongxiao leaning directly against his uncle and slowly sliding to the ground.

The bright yellow robe was stained with mud, but he didn't care. He breathed a sigh of relief as if he had received some kind of comfort.

"Yao...Yao'er..."

Luo Hongxiao suddenly called softly.

"Father, I am here."

Jiang Yunluo hurriedly knelt down on top of him so that he could lean on her.

Luo Hongxiao's fingertips moved slightly, as if he wanted to lift them up.

But he couldn't use even half of his strength.

Jiang Yunluo quickly took the initiative to hold his hand and leaned over to his ear.

Only then could I hear clearly what he was saying.

"I...finally...can...see your...mother..."

Jiang Yunluo felt sad and said nothing.

She just clenched his fingertips a little tighter.

But Luo Hongxiao's hand started to droop, falling bit by bit.

Jiang Yunluo had no choice but to pull him tightly.

It was useless for her to say anything like "I will definitely recover" until now.

If it were not for Beiming Jiangshan, my father would have long ago wanted to reunite with his mother underground...

Thinking about this, Jiang Yunluo took a deep breath, tried to sound as normal as possible, and whispered: "Congratulations to my father, you are finally... reunited with your mother."

really.

As soon as he finished speaking, a smile appeared on Luo Hongxiao's face.

"Yao'er..."

He began to call Jiang Yunluo softly again.

But his eyes were looking ahead in confusion, without focus.

"Father... I'm sorry... you..."

"It's because Yao'er came back too late."

Jiang Yunluo shook her head, feeling that the body of the person in her arms was gradually losing its support.

The fingers held in her palm seemed to be filled with lead.

Unable to stop sinking.

"Yao'er..."

Luo Hongxiao's eyelids closed little by little.

"I'm... tired..."

"This Beiming's... country... is just..."

He never finished the last few words.

Her lips moved slightly, and her head, which was leaning on Jiang Yunluo's shoulder, suddenly dropped weakly.

The hand also slipped violently from her palm.

Jiang Yunluo clenched her teeth suddenly. She had obviously been mentally prepared, but her heart was still caught off guard, as if it had been pierced by a sharp knife!

She did not speak.

I just held Luo Hongxiao and wanted to stay under the flower tree for a while longer.

Mu Li took a deep breath and turned around suddenly.

If you look closely, you can see that his whole body is shaking uncontrollably.

half an hour-

Jiang Yunluo suddenly made a move.

She stood up carefully and let Luo Hongxiao lean against the tree.

Then she picked up a petal that had fallen on him at some point, put it in his palm, held it tightly, and said goodbye to him for the last time.

"Father... go well."

Seven days later—

According to Luo Hongxiao's wishes during his lifetime, the coffin only stayed in the palace for seven days and then was buried without any grand arrangements.

The people were certainly sad.

But having already heard about Jiang Yunluo's feats in controlling drought and the previous unexplained plague, she didn't have much worry about the future "empress".

Concubine Jade committed an assassination, and the evidence was as solid as a mountain, and she was beheaded together with Qin Ang.

Concubine Rao was imprisoned in the cold palace by Jiang Yunluo's order and would never be released from the ban.

Luo Jingjiang and Luo Wenxuan were gone from the court, and Qin Ang's official position was taken over by one of Mu Li's adjutants. For a while, there was no objection at all among the ministers, and they were all discussing in private. Jiang Yunluo could be said to be covering the sky with one hand at the moment.

Just wait for the enthronement ceremony to be over.

This Beiming is probably going to be very different from before.

In the Imperial Study Room——

Jiang Yunluo, who "could cover the sky with one hand", was so tired that her whole body ached and handed a list she compiled to Mu Li.

"This is the list of those who buy official positions in the DPRK."

She divided the list into three, pointing to the left first——

"Although these few are engaged in buying officials, they have indeed done a lot of practical things for Beiming during their years in court."

Then he pointed to the middle: "These have no merit or fault. You can do it yourself and then check. I may have missed anything."

Finally, the right side——

"These...heh..."

Jiang Yunluo sneered.

There is no need to explain the meaning.

"There can't be too many vacancies in the court at once. Even if we have to deal with it, we must first find someone who can take over the position. This matter cannot be urgent, so let's leave it to General Luo himself."

Jiang Yunluo hadn't called him that for a long time.

Mu Li's expression changed slightly, feeling helpless.

But he still took the list and said: "About the enthronement ceremony..."

"I'm a little tired today."

Jiang Yunluo interrupted directly.

Mu Li paused after hearing this, looked at her with a complicated expression for a long time, and finally turned and left without saying anything more.

Jiang Yunluo likes to be quiet and doesn't allow too many people to wait on her for days.

Even Eunuch Ma was given a leave.

She waved away the maid beside her and walked out of the imperial study alone.

Only then did I realize that it was dusk again.

The unknown flower tree in the courtyard was in bloom, so she simply lifted her skirt, sat down, and stared at the flowers quietly.

I wonder if my father has met his mother?

For so many days, I didn’t even have a dream...

Realizing what she was thinking, Jiang Yunluo chuckled helplessly.

When did she believe this?

When a person dies, he or she is dead. What kind of situation is after death, I am afraid she will not know until she really dies one day.

at the moment……

It seemed it was time to leave.

Luo Hongxiao had already told her where to put the imperial edict and jade seal.

It's easy to get that spiritual stone...

"Yaoer."

A male voice suddenly interrupted Jiang Yunluo's train of thought.

She suddenly came to her senses and realized that Ling Fengshuo was here.

Then she saw him frowning slightly, and said helplessly: "You are going to be the empress, why are you still sitting on the ground?"

"What about the Empress?"

What she didn't like to hear the most was this kind of remarks, and she immediately gave Ling Fengshuo an angry look.

"I can sit wherever I like, and don't use your identity to tie me up."

Ling Fengshuo suddenly paused when he heard the words, and remembered the word "freedom" on the red cloth strip. He realized that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly sat down beside her, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, don't be angry. "

Jiang Yunluo: "..."

She apologized so heartily that she was speechless.

She didn't speak, just lowered her head and laid her hands on her knees.

I don’t know why, but I was still upset just now.

As soon as Ling Fengshuo appeared, the surrounding air seemed to become quiet.

Gee.

How could she have such an idea?

I was thinking about——

Suddenly a pair of hands covered his shoulders, gently kneading and squeezing his shoulders.

She has been tired recently, so it is normal for Ling Fengshuo to massage her like this.

Jiang Yunluo did not refuse, but was still immersed in her own world.

She didn't speak, so Ling Fengshuo thought she was still sad, and suddenly comforted him: "Although the time is short,... Emperor Ming should be very happy to have you succeed to the throne."