Become a prince's little ancestor

Iwai entered the temple, found Hua Yiyou's room directly, pushed the door and went in, Hua Yiyou sat up immediately when he heard the sound.

"Who." Hua Yiyou couldn't see, but he could feel that the breath was not from the monks in the temple.

"Princess, it's me, Iwai." Iwai said and knelt down.

"The benefactor may have identified the wrong person. There is no princess here, only Wu Nian, please go back." Hua Yiyou knew that Iwai would not harm him, so she was not afraid, and lay down directly to go to sleep.

"Princess, please go back with your subordinates." Iwai knelt and did not get up.

"Get out." Hua Yiyou's tone suddenly became cold, and he felt disgusted when he thought that he was Leng Jilin's princess.

Iwai didn't move, and kept kneeling on the ground: "We have found the person who killed Yanning, and Xiaoqi has already cut him into pieces." Iwai said.

Hua Yiyou on the bed, tears streaming down his face, he remembered the way Yan Ning tried his best to protect him that day, and finally fell down in front of his eyes.

"Tomorrow is the day of Yanning's funeral. I hope the princess will see her off for the last time." Iwai kowtowed on his knees and then backed out.

Hua Yiyou withdrew her tears, even though he hated Leng Jilin, he would still go to Yanning's funeral.

Early the next morning, Hua Yiyou got dressed. At this time, Hua Yiyou's complexion was pale, skinny, and his eyes were empty. Especially Hua Yiyou, who became a monk, looked even more lonely and indifferent, as if strangers should not enter.

"Senior brother told the master that I have to go out for a while, and I will be back in a while." Hua Yiyou said.

"Wu Nian, where are you going, I'll go with you." The senior brother was a little worried.

"No need." After saying that, Hua Yiyou walked out of the temple.

"Princess." Iwai was already waiting outside, he knew Hua Yiyou would definitely go.

As he said that, Hua Yiyou gave way to the carriage, which Iwai had prepared early in the morning.

"Drive!" Iwai drove the carriage straight to the palace.

When they arrived at the palace, Hua Yiyou got off the carriage, looked at the palace full of mourning banners, held back tears, and followed Iwai into it.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at Hua Yiyou, Leng Jilin was the most shocked, he hurriedly stood up and walked to Hua Yiyou, but seeing Hua Yiyou's disgusted eyes, he didn't reach out to touch him: "You, You're here." Leng Jilin knew that Huayiyou didn't come to see him, but to see Yanning off.

Everyone in the yard was shocked. Is this still the princess? It feels like a different person.

Hua Yiyou didn't speak, walked to Yanning's coffin, looked at the little girl inside, tears fell drop by drop, without him, she wouldn't die at all, at that time I wanted to save Shangshufu, I never thought This little girl will also be injured and die, but he didn't think about it at all at the time. His hands holding the coffin were trembling with guilt. His life in the palace was so difficult, and it was Yan Ning who accompanied him to walk here. He still remembered thinking that the emperor was going to let him out of the palace, Yan Ning was as happy as a child, until he was imprisoned, Yan Ning did not give up on him, even in the end, the impossible thing, Yan Ning Try desperately.

"You can't cry anymore, don't you want your eyes?" Leng Jilin stepped forward, feeling very distressed.

"If you can't see the person in front of you clearly, you might as well be blind." He said and looked at Leng Jilin.

"I'll explain to you when Yanning's matter is over." Leng Jilin knew that now was not the time to explain.