The villain's national teacher always teases me

In front of the city gate, all the people of Dayu, whether they were merchants in luxurious clothes, soldiers in armor, or farmers in coarse linen, knelt there, mourning and weeping.

Lang Zi who was standing there was so conspicuous.

Chu Xiaoji glanced at the national teacher, but the national teacher was indifferent; he looked at Luohui again, Luohui didn't know what "entering the imperial mausoleum" meant, and opened his eyes curiously to see others crying, rubbing his hands once and for all Holding the little white cat in his arms.

Chu Xiaoji had no choice but to take two steps forward to comfort Lang Zi by himself.

He just stretched out a hand, and before he patted Lang Zi's shoulder, the man suddenly stood up with his sword and went straight to the east.

Chu Xiaoji was afraid that he would do something stupid, and he didn't care about his "dizzy sword", so he quickly summoned his spirit sword to follow.

No one understands what Emperor Yu represents to Lang Zi better than him.

They reunited for only a few days, and the two spent even less time together, but Lang Zi mentioned Yuhuang 120 seven times to him.The cunning king who was sung by the people of Tianyuan, in his mouth, did not have the honor of being above ten thousand people, as if he was just an ordinary smart mother.

Lang Zi said, my mother is very powerful, she has emptied the treasuries of the other two countries by doing business, and ruled the world.

Lang Zi said, my mother is so gentle, even if I make a mistake, she will only tap me on the head and punish me for reading.

Lang Zi said, my mother is so beautiful, even with all the stars in this world, she is not as beautiful as her.

Lang Zi said, let's go quickly, my mother is still waiting for us in the imperial city to have the Lantern Festival reunion banquet.

Children who have lost their parents since childhood, even when they grow up, will always dream of that long-lost figure in their sleep.

Chu Xiaoji had never been jealous of Lang Zi. He was still a loner after he came to Tianyuan, but Lang Zi was not only protected by powerful monks, but also received care from relatives that none of them had ever received.

But now, his gentle, beautiful and powerful mother has passed away.

Gaining and losing it is far more painful than never having it.

The two of them wielding swords, one in front and the other in the back, came to the east of the city to pray for rain, and it took only a few tens of breaths.

Lang Zi once paid homage to the ancestors with the Emperor Yu. The founding emperor of Dayu advocated frugality, and surrounded a mountain in the temple of praying for rain as a royal cemetery. In the cold stone chambers.

Yuhuang's tomb is easy to find. The ministers have already left, but the sacrifices are all placed in front of the tomb.

Lang Zi found the newest mausoleum, put away the Luohui sword, and walked slowly on paper money.

I finally saw the words on the tombstone clearly, the tomb of Emperor Jiawen of Dayu.

The ministers sent away his queen mother without telling him, presumably, it was her own idea, right?

The mausoleum was sealed, Lang Zi touched the tombstone, felt the hardness and coldness of the stone, and remained silent for a long time.

Until now, he still refuses to believe that Emperor Yu is gone.

Obviously when the national teacher came back that day, he told him that everything in the capital was fine.A few days ago, Emperor Yu wrote to him, saying that she was fine, and told him to eat more.

The letter was in his arms, written by Emperor Yu himself, graceful and agile.

How could she have been dead for seven days?

Even if fate dictates that she will die eventually, it will be a year and a half later.

Was it because he came into this world that she passed away early?

Lang Zi's heart was caught in one place, and for a while, he didn't know how to punish himself.

Chu Xiaoji landed not far from him, his face turned pale, he forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his stomach, and walked over to accompany him silently.

The national teacher is here in an instant.

He looked a little cold, did not approach, just stood under the tree, looking at Lang Zi silently.

But Lang Zi knew that he was coming.

"Take me in," he said, his voice hoarse.

The national teacher still did not speak, Ling Kong drew a Dao talisman seal and brought him into the tomb.

They stayed there for three whole days.

Chu Xiaoji also waited in the cemetery for three days.

On the evening of the first day, the prime minister and the Tai Tuo did not see the prince returning to the court for a long time, so they brought the last decree and several ministers trusted by Emperor Yu to the Temple of Praying for Rain.

They didn't recognize Chu Xiaoji, but Gu Qianxun did.After everyone heard what Chu Xiaoji said about His Highness's reaction, the prime minister, who was much older, felt so guilty that he even knelt in front of the mausoleum to apologize.

On the second day, Gu Qianxun picked up Lang Zi's personal maid.Qilan Qiongmei and the others didn't say anything, and waited together.The maids prepared Lang Zi's favorite food, and when it got cold, they redid it over and over again.

On the third day, Cheng Jing couldn't bear it and fainted first, followed by Tai Tuo.Gu Qianxun sent someone to send them back to the mansion, and he also left. At the very moment, the court had to keep people. He was in charge of the capital's soldiers and horses, so he couldn't stay for long.

In the early morning of the fourth day, the gate of the mausoleum suddenly opened.

The His Highness that everyone cared about came out with a sullen face, and he didn't look at anyone, and gave an order directly.

"Banish the Star Gazing Hall."

Everyone was shocked.

"Your Highness." The rest of the ministers were not high enough to stay outside the garden, Qi Lan bit her lips, and stepped forward first, saluted and kowtowed politely, and said, "Don't be arrogant. For Guo Zuo..."

Lang Zi's absent-minded eyes turned to her, and he sneered very lightly, and his voice was even softer than a whisper: "Is it useful to worship them? Who saved my mother?"

Qi Lan was speechless.

She looked at the national teacher standing behind Lang Zi.The national teacher has no expression on his face, he doesn't know whether he is happy or angry.

As the eldest maid of the crown prince, Qi Lan was awarded the status of first-class female official as early as when Emperor Yu was seriously ill.She sighed softly, ordered someone to convey His Highness's will to the prime minister, and then arranged for people to welcome His Highness back to the palace.

The chariots and horses have already been prepared, and they are only waiting to pick up the prince and return to the palace to succeed him.

The national teacher failed to accompany him, and Lang Zi refused to let him follow.

Even when the national teacher molested him the most, he was never so cold.

"You once said that you would never lie to me." Lang Zi stood on the carriage, looking down at the national teacher, "but you broke your promise."

The national teacher frowned: "It is true that I have never deceived His Highness."

Lang Zi lowered his head and smiled softly, "But my mother is dead."

You said she was fine, but she died the day after you left.

If you didn't lie to me, who lied to me?

Lang Zi knew that if the crime was attributed to the culprit, he himself was the most suspected culprit who killed Emperor Yu.Perhaps, it was his arrival that changed many things in Tian Yuan.His closest friend Yuhuang is gone, who will be next?National teacher?

Then...he has to stay away from the national teacher.

Lang Zi pulled down the car curtain coldly, as if he didn't want to pay any more attention to this person who betrayed him.

"Go back to the palace."

The carriage started slowly, and drove along the Qingshi Road outside the Prayer View to Suzaku Street, just like the eve and moon ceremony that day.

But this time, there was no one in the palace waiting to comfort him.

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In the ninth year of Li Lingjia's succession to the throne No. 40, the empress of Dayu, the mountain collapsed, and the prince refused to follow the order to succeed, causing an uproar in the court and the public.

At this time, Lang Zi had already imprisoned himself in Yuhuang's Tianlu Palace for an unknown number of days.

He has long been unable to distinguish between day and night, and when he was sleepy, he leaned against Yuhuang's bed and hugged the quilt that smelled like her, and when he woke up, he looked at the chair she often sat in a daze.

The system chattered in his mind to remind: "Master, your tenth ring task is to inherit the throne."

Lang Zi seemed to have never heard of it.

The system persuaded him earnestly: "Don't you like this world anymore? You still have so many friends, if you don't do the main mission, who will save them?"

Lang Zi pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly.

He's not a savior, he's just a villain.

The system was dying in a hurry, so he ignored it and said, "If you become a god, you can go to reincarnation and find anyone's reincarnation."

The voice of the man who hadn't had a drop of water for many days was hoarse and terrible: "What if the soul of that person can't be found?"

System stuck.

During the three days when Lang Zi and the national teacher entered the mausoleum, it was excluded. It didn't know that Lang Zi had begged the national teacher to use all means to find the soul of Emperor Yu, but in the end he found nothing.

This is the real reason why Lang Zi gave up on himself.

"I'm afraid of ghosts." He said with a smile, "but I've never been like this, looking forward to seeing her ghost. But I can't find it, even the national teacher can't find her ghost. "

At the end of the laugh, tears were all over his face, but Lang Zi didn't let out a whimper, and even the corners of his mouth were still curled up.

"I must have killed her."

"You didn't." A determined voice rang in his ear.

What followed was a hug with a slight woody fragrance.

Lang Zi wanted to push him away, but he didn't have any strength in his hands and feet.

"Your Highness." This man came back from nowhere, travel-stained, with tiredness in his brows and eyes no less than Lang Zi's. He gently hugged Lang Zi's shoulders, and said in a distressed tone, "I promise you, I will tell you everything, OK?"

Lang Zi didn't want to know anything.

He nestled in his arms like a wounded little animal.

"I don't have a mother anymore," he said softly.

The national teacher trembled all over, and held his shoulder tightly.

"You still have me."

Lang Zi was already in a trance, and slowly turned his head to look at the person behind him. After a long time, he asked absentmindedly, "Will I kill you too?"

The national teacher paused, held him tighter, and smiled slightly, "Your Highness can try."

He patted Lang Zi's back lightly, Lang Zi wanted to say something more, but tiredness surged up, and he gradually fell asleep.

The national teacher helped him to the bed, took out the Fumeng Pill from his ring, fed him, and called out the system.

The system is integrated into the body, which is the boy in Tsing Yi called Wang Shanjiu.

"During the few days I left, has anyone approached him?"

Wang Shanjiu shook his head straight, "The Taoist ancestor has kept himself locked up here, and even put down a banning talisman, no one has ever come in."

The national teacher frowned slightly.

He just discovered that someone had the audacity to steal Lang Zi's soul.

Regardless of mortals or monks, the soul is composed of three souls and six souls. Lang Zi lacks one soul, so his mind is unstable, and he is easily addicted to grief and unable to extricate himself.

And that soul is precisely the strand of divine soul that he left in Tianyuan before his reincarnation.

He had already placed restrictions on Lang Zi, and Lang Zi himself was a cultivator who was only one step away from being able to ascend to the ascension, so the gods and ghosts don't know, this person's realm is at least comparable to his.

The national teacher said in a deep voice: "Go quickly to the Pangu Realm to find the god, if you can't find it, then go to the Emperor Ziwei and give this jade slip to him."

He took out a jade slip and handed it to the boy.

Wang Shanjiu has a special status, he can travel between the two worlds, and immediately took orders to leave.

The national teacher looked at the sleeping Lang Zi and sighed again.

These days, he searched all over Tianyuan, including the hiding place of Fenglou, but there was no trace of Emperor Yu's soul.

There is only one possibility: Emperor Yu's soul is no longer in Tianyuan.

The national teacher gently brushed away the messy hair on Lang Zi's forehead, and muttered to himself: "If it's your father's handwriting, I'm afraid even I..."

Another smile.

"So what if it's him, he's just your father in this life."

The author has something to say:

No spoilers, so deleted the previous spoilers, but one thing can be said!

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