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Minister Zhao Dong sees His Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live! Seeing that the royal driver had arrived, Marquis Liu led all the local officials to kneel down to welcome him. After paying the emperor a big gift, he turned to worship the Queen of Beicang Kingdom.

The emperor said indifferently: "Zhao Qing and all your loved ones are in peace. I came to Jiangning today, especially because of the empress's homesickness. I will accompany the empress to visit her relatives. If you have no official duties, you can go back." The emperor explained his purpose, and then , still patiently exchanged pleasantries with the local officials, so as to avoid the feeling of being left out in the hearts of the survivors of Donglin.

He Lancong ignored the emperor, walked forward looking left and right, and finally stopped in front of Zhao Dong.

"Cousin?"

As soon as Zhao Dong saw He Lancong, he immediately bowed his head with a humble attitude, "It's my servant who has been missed by the queen, and I feel ashamed."

"You have changed, and the eldest sister has also changed."

Hearing this, Zhao Dong's expression changed slightly, and he bowed again.

The former Donglin Kingdom's imperial palace in Jiangning has now been converted into a temporary palace, but the queen was visiting relatives, and the emperor decided to rest in Liuhou's mansion for the purpose of taking care of the queen.Yu Jia entered through the Chaocheng gate, and saw clear water splashing on the ground, and the people kneeling on both sides of the street to avoid it, in order.The emperor sighed secretly, and only ordered Yujia to move forward, without stopping.A group of people went straight to Liuhou's mansion.

Zhao Dong's family is also up and down at this moment, ready to welcome the driver.The old lady is now unable to get out of bed due to her lingering illness, so she called her daughter-in-law to meet her and plead guilty.

Probably in order to take care of He Lancong's face, the emperor waived all etiquette and only ordered Zhao Dong to send someone to lead He Lancong to visit his aunt quickly.

Even though Mrs. He Lan couldn't go to the ground, she ordered someone to change into a first-grade official uniform for her early in the morning. With her hair tied up high, she leaned against the bed rail and waited anxiously and restlessly for her nephew whom she hadn't seen for many years.

"Aunt." He Lancong knelt in front of the bed, and the old lady in front of him was one of the few people he could recall in his memory.However, one of the questions that has always puzzled him is why the people in his memory have changed so much one by one.

With tears in her eyes, the old lady choked with sobs, pulled her up, and looked at her carefully.This is his nephew, but it doesn't look like his nephew.Now that he is ill, the old lady already knows, and the root cause of this illness, everything in the beginning, is not caused by her own son!

"Auntie, why are you crying?"

The elegant man was not as excited as expected, but just asked plainly, which made An Rong, who was waiting on the sidelines, feel very uneasy.

After passing a brocade handkerchief to the old lady, He Lancong stopped talking.

An Rong moved a chair for him and asked him to sit beside the bed. Seeing the maids at the side saluting and exiting, the chief manager thought about it, served tea for He Lancong, then turned around and exited, and quietly closed the door.

"You've lost weight." The old lady's fingers were bent and could no longer be straightened, and her skin was faintly blue, which was the result of blocked blood vessels.Raising that withered hand, he gently stroked the top of his nephew's head, his eyes slowly closed, and tears rolled down silently, "I'm sorry."

He Lancong's body froze, his mouth moved, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

On the table in front of the window, there is a time-telling moment of flowing water. The clear water falls drop by drop into the jade pond along the green emerald drain. In the quiet inner room, the sound is very clear, da, da, da...

Accompanied by Zhao Dong, the emperor visited the hidden stones in the mansion.This Zhao Dong was originally a person with few hobbies, except for female sex, he just liked to collect strange rocks.The big ones are piled up on the rockery in the garden, with grotesque shapes, birds and beasts, and different shapes.The small ones are stored in wooden boxes, with different shapes and sizes, and a box can hold dozens to hundreds of boxes. Zhao Dong took the emperor to watch the collection, and there are as many as dozens of boxes.This stone is not considered a precious thing, but Zhao Dong has so many collections that it is an eye-opener for the Beicang Emperor who regards treasures as dung.

The textures on the stone are also colorful and varied, such as the Jade Rabbit in the Toad Palace, the Spirit Ape offering peaches, Chang'e flying to the moon, etc. The emperor's gaze finally fell on a pebble the size of a palm. It is similar to the territory of Beicang Kingdom.

"This is good." The emperor praised loudly.

"If Your Majesty likes it, I will pack it up and present it to Your Majesty."

The emperor was startled, and immediately understood that Zhao Dong was trying to curry favor, sighed and said with a smile: "A gentleman does not take what others like, Zhao Qing doesn't mind."

Zhao Donglian waved his hands, "No, no, I'm honored."

"Then, okay." The emperor thought for a while, and it would be better to accept this thing. Now, it is a great opportunity to repair with the survivors of Donglin.

Seeing that the emperor agreed, Zhao Dong was overjoyed immediately, and called his servants to take the brocade box, wrapped the stone in a silk handkerchief, and carefully put it into the box.After tidying up, offer it with both hands, with a respectful attitude.

The emperor shook his head and asked Ning Yu to take it for him.

At this time, a servant girl from the mansion led An Rong to the flower hall in front of her in a hurry.

"Your Majesty." An Rong knelt in front of the emperor, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, Mrs. He Lan just passed away."

"What?" Zhao Dong was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Mother!"

"Take me there quickly." The emperor began to worry faintly, and kindly brought him here to visit his relatives. Now that something like this happened, would he--

"Please follow the slaves." An Rong stood up and led the way for the emperor.

It was still far away from the old lady's residence, and crying could already be heard.

The servant girl was sobbing quietly outside the bedroom. In the bedroom, Zhao Dong's wives and concubines had already come over. Since the queen was kneeling in front of the bed, she knelt behind her and covered her face and cried loudly.

Zhao Dong was worried that Jun Qian would lose his manners, so even though he was sad, he stopped his wives and ordered them all to leave.

The room was quiet again, He Lancong didn't seem to notice that the emperor had come in, he just knelt in front of the bed, holding the withered hand that touched him last, but there was not a single tear on his face.

"He Lan, if you are sad, you can cry." The emperor squatted beside him, comforting him in a low voice.

He Lancong glanced at the emperor, but silently lowered his head.

The mourning hall was set up very quickly, white curtains fluttered all over the mansion.Liuhou's mansion had already made preparations, and now that the old lady left, Zhao Dong immediately changed into sackcloth and respected his filial piety.

The red candles and red lights that were originally placed when welcoming the driver have been replaced by this time, and the emperor has also changed into black plain clothes. Although he is an emperor, his bright yellow dragon robe is obviously not suitable for this occasion.He Lancong has a high status now, An Rong had already brought him a blue coat, but he pushed it away, and stretched out his hand to take Chongxiao from Zhao Dong's hand.An Rong was trying to persuade him that this move was not in line with etiquette, but the emperor shook his head at him.

An Rong and Han Chaohui persuaded the emperor to return to the palace. After all, the host's house is holding a funeral, and there are many taboos in the royal family. It is not a joke to collide.

The emperor turned his head to look at the person guarding the spirit of the dead, and sighed, "I can't go, I can't let him go."

He Lancong knelt there, although with his current status, he didn't need to kneel, but no one could persuade a stubborn person.

"Master, you can rest next door. My father is on his way back to Jiangning and will be back soon. I have my cousin here with me, so nothing will happen."

The emperor quietly asked Liu Hou, "Did he always call Zhao Qing like this when he was young?"

Zhao Dong bowed his head, "Return to Your Majesty, the queen did call me this way when I was young. At that time, my mother said that brothers should love each other. Outside the court, there are only brothers, not monarchs and ministers."

"Besides the court, there are only brothers, not monarchs and ministers." The emperor savored it carefully and sneered in his heart, right?

The emperor was worried that this kind of occasion would scare He Lancong, but he didn't expect that at this moment, he put away the childish mischief of those days and knelt quietly in that position, next to Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong knew that He Lancong was stupid now, so he didn't dare to provoke him. He only reminded him to be careful when the flames burst out of the brazier.

In front of He Lancong's eyes, a vague, deja vu scene appeared again.Whose spiritual seat is so cold, who is crying?Who is that sad boy, and who are those people coming and going, burning a stick of incense, who are they paying homage to?

At this time, the young man in the fragmented picture in front of him slowly turned around and gave him a strange smile.He Lancong widened his eyes in horror and opened his mouth. In the end, he couldn't hold it back. He let out a scream, and then fainted.

The emperor stood by the bed worriedly, and the accompanying imperial doctor had already diagnosed the pulse, and only said that the queen was overly sad, and there was nothing serious about it.

"Why did this man faint when he was fine?" The emperor looked at Zhao Dong who was at the side. At that time, they were the only two in the mourning hall.

Zhao Dong was trembling and didn't know how to explain, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Your Majesty, when the empress passed by, I saw his eyes were terrified, so I dared to think that it is not appropriate for the empress to stay in the servant's mansion, so I should move here." Let's go to the palace."

The emperor thought for a while, and felt that what Zhao Dong said was reasonable, so he immediately ordered someone to prepare the car to drive without stopping, and after hugging him, he went to the palace.

Two days later, the sun was shining brightly, and when He Lancong woke up, the emperor was no longer by his side, only An Rong was waiting inside the house.

"Master, where is this?" He looked around blankly, looking very strange to this place.

"This is the Jiangning Palace." An Rong replied gently, handing him the brocade handkerchief.

"Xinggong?" He tapped his head and thought for a while, but found that he couldn't think of anything.

"Queen, breakfast has been prepared, let them bring it in?"

He Lancong shook his head, "Where is my aunt, I want to see her."

This time An Rong was in trouble, he stubbornly wanted to keep watch that night, but was frightened and fainted, can he still tell the truth at this time?

"He Lan, did you sleep well?" The emperor stepped in, seeing that He Lan Cong was really fine, he quietly put away his worries.

"Oh, very good."

The emperor smiled, "Go and eat something, I will take you to Wangjiang Tower later."