What should I do if I see the male protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

After all, the Supreme Emperor still couldn't last too long.

In the drizzle of June, the imperial capital of Great Yin was full of plains.

From top to bottom, everyone put on sackcloth filial clothing, and the entire court suddenly became silent.

Even Empress Shang guarded the body of the Supreme Emperor for several days without saying a word or crying, but Yin Shengle was able to clearly perceive the great sadness condensed on her body.

The love and hate between the previous generation has never been violently torn apart on the bright side. Although Yin Shengle's family has various imperfections, it still maintains a relatively harmonious atmosphere in general.

Mother's white hair grew by half in just a few days.

"Mother, why don't you eat something." Yin Shengle always felt unreal about the sudden and long death of the Supreme Emperor. He seemed to be locked up by the mountain fog in his heart, or because the status of the emperor did not allow him to show too much. Unrestrained grief, he subconsciously maintained a calm face, and all the emotions in his heart were unusually numb, with few waves.

"I'm getting old, and I don't have much appetite." Empress Shang noticed her son's eyes were turning slightly blue, and asked with some concern, "Has there been a lot of court affairs lately? This old thing even died at an inappropriate time."

She shed another tear.

Yin Shengle shook his head: "It's just that I can't sleep well."

He has not been able to sleep well for several days, and he always closes his eyes. Not long after, he sat up from the bed, his mind was blank, and Yin Shengle would not know where he was at this moment, and wanted to do What, the frequent tossing and lying made the people who waited beside him startled.

Chen Ping gritted his teeth, and knelt beside the mother and son: "Report to the Queen Mother, Your Majesty, he has not been able to sleep peacefully for several days, and his meals have been scarce..."

The sad face of the old mother, who was automatically promoted to empress dowager after the death of the Supreme Emperor, suddenly changed: "You child! You are such a big man, don't let me, a mother, worry about it!"

Yin Shengle was stunned, glanced at Chen Ping, and sighed: "Mother also knows that I have grown up, don't you know that your son will feel distressed when you mourn and hurt your body?"

The Empress Dowager Shang was blocked by his words for a while, and in the end she could only decide that she would stare at the emperor for meals three times a day before the empress dowager was buried.

According to the etiquette of the Great Yin, the body of the Supreme Emperor had to rest for a month before being buried, and the Supreme Emperor had seen the sufferings of the previous emperors who built tombs and searched for people's fat and anointing everywhere, oppressing labor, so he chose a piece of land as the future of the Yin family. He built a simple mausoleum in his ancestral tomb, and made a decree that he should not be buried with gold, silver, jewelry or other valuables after his death. In the future, the burial of the emperor of the Yin family must also be simple, and all of them should be buried in the imperial mausoleum. tomb.

It is said to be buried, but in fact it is just to put the body of the Supreme Emperor in the underground palace that has been completed long ago. Even if he was an emperor in his lifetime, after his death, there is only a small tomb with a place for the Empress Dowager next to him. After a hundred years from the Empress Dowager Shang, the tombs of the two of them were sealed together again.

The Empress Dowager Shang was not very willing to be buried with the Supreme Emperor.

Yin Shengle understood her mother's thoughts, and Yin Fengyin also expressed her support for her mother after crying. Her feelings for her father were more complicated than those of her younger brother who was born after the founding of the dynasty.

She is the much-loved eldest daughter, but because her mother has been unable to give birth to an heir they want, she has suffered all kinds of gossip, and no matter how well she does herself, she will always regret that "it's a pity that she is a woman" sigh.

And her father chose to take a concubine during the most difficult days for her and her mother.

Yin Fengyin was unwilling to do it, and hated it, but in the end she chose to compromise, chose to retreat behind the scenes, and silently waited until the day when all the conflicts broke out. She was not sure how long she could maintain her sanity. The son of the mother's daughter became the emperor, so she couldn't guarantee what she would do...but God seemed to give them a step of relaxation, and her younger brother was finally born.

And this younger brother has brought her a new perspective that is more rebellious than a princess in power in the eyes of the world...

Yin Fengyin wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She used to only wear red clothes, but now her body was pale white, and there were only sporadic silver ornaments on her bun: "I heard from my mother that you don't eat or sleep these days?"

"Nothing, just, it's just that I don't have much appetite, and I'm not very sleepy." Yin Shengle sent his mother away, and then welcomed his sister again. He seemed to realize that his current appearance was not convincing, he straightened up, Said he was in good spirits.

And Yin Fengyin knew that she couldn't argue with this guy, so she just walked to his side and reprimanded herself: "How grown up, you have to be watched by your mother when you eat, you don't know that my mother...she is also in her heart." I'm uncomfortable, things in our family are chaotic and complicated, you are not the only one my mother and I can rely on, you are so dumb, I..."

She choked up, turned her head and sobbed softly: "I don't have a father anymore, if something happens to my mother and you, I really don't know how to live."

Yin Shengle panicked for a moment.

Ever since she was a child, her sister had never shed tears in front of him a few times. The last time she saw Yin Fengyin crying was when King Ping died.

But no matter Yin Fengyin at that time, or when she was crying in front of the Supreme Emperor's spirit, she never showed her own fragile side, and she has never been so unable to control her emotions like now.

"Sister!" Yin Shengle stood up and carefully supported Yin Fengyin to sit down.

Yin Fengyin had already wiped away the tears on her face, took a deep breath and said, "You are the emperor, but you are also my younger brother." She paused, "Your emotions have been abnormal these days, if, if you are I hold it back because I don’t want to make my mother and me sad, so what if you recite it and cry, or make a fuss? You have to hold it in your heart!”

As she said, she stretched out her index finger and tapped on her brother's forehead again and again: "Didn't you still tell me that you want a woman like your sister to support the door in the future? You don't look like you have Try to fight with those old stubborn ones."

Yin Shengle was helpless: "I don't know what's going on, I feel like I'm dreaming, I can't cry, and I always think about what happened to my father..."

His eyes were a little straight, and they fell scattered in unknown places.

Now it was Yin Fengyin's helpless turn: "I've already sent someone to send a letter to A Hui. Since you don't want your mother and I to see your sad appearance, you can always let it out when you face him?"

She knocked on her younger brother's head angrily: "You don't even forget to deliver the obituary to A Hui's father, do you?! You still say that you are fine like this!"

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten..." Yin Shengle shrank his neck, didn't dodge, and let Yin Fengyin's fist land on him, "I'm really fine, it will be fine after a while. "

Yin Fengyin's hand stopped in mid-air, and pointed at his younger brother with his index finger, with a serious tone: "I will live in the palace until my father is buried."

Out of Xuande Palace.

Meng Qi, who was also dressed in filial piety, was waiting at the gate of the palace. When he saw Yin Fengyin coming out, he went up to him: "Your Highness."

Yin Fengyin's stern eyebrows suddenly softened, and she complained: "That little careless bastard, he usually doesn't know how to hold himself back, but how could he think of father's visit, he... ah, screaming!" People worry about it, forget it, I, as the older sister, can't talk anymore, I just wait for A Hui to come back, and tell the couple to relieve themselves."

"Your Highness, don't mourn too much." Meng Qi supported her.

Yin Fengyin clasped his five fingers instead: "I originally wanted to ask Father to give you an upright identity..."

"It's fine now." Meng Qi shielded Yin Fengyin from the sudden cold wind, "My life was saved by His Highness, and I will be just His Highness's person for the rest of my life, and I don't need any other status."

"Aqi." Yin Fengyin clenched her hands tightly.

Meng Qi shook his head: "I was originally just a slave captured by the Last Emperor from nowhere in order to take the life of his son. If it weren't for His Highness's kindness, I would have been exiled somewhere."

"My life was given by His Highness."

"If His Highness tires of me, he will give me death. Please don't drive the slaves away from your side."

The wind on the palace road brought a gust of fine rain.

Yin Shengle drove out all the palace people and sat alone in Xuande Palace.

He suddenly felt tired, and there was a dull pain between his brows.

The pain made him want to cry.

Before traveling to this world, he had no chance to realize what kind of existence the so-called parents and relatives really are.

For him, this strange journey is like a compensation from fate, but people must say goodbye after all.

It was drizzling outside the window, and even the hall became damp and cold.

Yin Shengle stood up, walked to the door of the main hall, and then sat down on the threshold with his knees in his arms.

He faced the direction of the main hall and sat on the threshold, as if he could go back to his childhood when his father was correcting memorials or discussing political affairs with several ministers, but he had to sit on the threshold and wait for his father to be busy. After finishing, I can feel the momentary joy and satisfaction when my father came to coax me.

But the figure of my father was no longer seen behind that table.

He only saw the ink stains that had been swept all over the table by himself, and the inkstone was overturned under the imperial case.

Yin Shengle tightened himself.

The tall and big man huddled together by the door, and the intermittent whimper sounded more like the nostalgia of the dead when the wind passed through the empty mourning hall.

He felt as if his heart had been cut out by someone.

After several days of ignorance, in the cold rain brought by the cold wind, Yin Shengle finally realized soberly that he had lost his father forever.

His whimpers quickly turned into sobs.

And at this time, a pair of arms appeared on his shoulders, and those arms encircled him from behind, and his chest against his back heaved violently.

The lover who came to his side after driving for an unknown distance was trembling all over, so weak and exhausted that he could hardly stand up.

With tears on his face, Yin Shengle turned around and hugged Shen Hui into his arms, letting him sit on his lap.

Shen Hui flew back all the way, and when he reached the narrow palace road, he abandoned his horse and galloped. He couldn't stop his shortness of breath, his chest seemed to be about to explode, and he couldn't utter a word of comfort.

When he was hugged by Yin Shengle, he also pressed Yin Shengle's head to his chest, using an extremely awkward but extremely intimate posture, making this sobbing man cry out in his arms.

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