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Looking at their backs, Leng Yu let out a long sigh of relief.

Just when he was about to turn around, Concubine Li took Yu'er's hand and came to him. Yu'er flicked his clothes and knelt down on his knees.

"Brother Huang, I have something to ask of you."

Looking at the three-year-old child in front of him, who was just learning to talk, Leng Yu's heart suddenly softened.

He stepped forward to help him up, bowed and asked gently:

"Yu'er, what do you want to ask for?"

Yu'er licked his lower lips with his tongue, pursed his plump little mouth and said:

"Yu'er would like to ask the emperor's brother to allow Yu'er to go to the imperial mausoleum and guard the mourning of his father for ten years."

Wake?Or ten years?

Yu'er's words made Leng Yu stunned for a moment. He looked up at Concubine Li and saw her face was calm. He immediately understood that Concubine Li had discussed this with Yu'er in advance. Otherwise, how could he, a three-year-old kid, understand this? What about the wake?

He reminded softly:

"Then does Yu'er know what the wake is about?"

Yu'er nodded heavily, "Of course I know. All the ancestors of the Leng family are buried in the imperial mausoleum, and my father will be buried there tomorrow. Yu'er and his father have only been father and son for three years, and Yu'er hasn't spent enough time with him yet. Therefore, Yu'er wants to accompany his father again."

"But the day of the wake will be very boring, and you can't eat meat, wear brightly colored clothes, speak loudly, or laugh. You have to keep all the joys and sorrows in your heart. It will take ten years to live like this. Can you Can you do it?”

Yu'er nodded in agreement without thinking,

"Yu'er can do it, and Yu'er has made up his mind. Please ask Brother Huang for permission."

Leng Yu suddenly felt that there was a stubbornness in Yu'er, a stubbornness that was hard to fathom.

He looked up at Concubine Li,

"Mrs. Li, is this his idea or yours? Do you want to go together?"

Concubine Li chuckled and shook her head.

"It was his idea, and it was also my idea. Yu'er felt sad when he knew that the Supreme Emperor passed away, but he didn't cry. He just told me that he wanted to spend more time with the Supreme Emperor, so I thought about letting him go to the imperial mausoleum. I was here to keep vigil for the Supreme Emperor, and after I told him my thoughts, he agreed directly, so we came to ask for the emperor's decree."

Leng Yu sighed softly, bowed again, held Yu'er in his arms, came to the coffin of the Supreme Emperor, and asked again:

"Yu'er, Brother Huang is asking you again. Are you really willing to guard the spiritual throne of your royal ancestor and live a boring life for ten years? Can you really do it?"

Yu'er looked at the coffin with bright eyes and nodded without hesitation.

"Yu'er knows that once you enter the royal mausoleum, you won't be able to come out for three years, but Yu'er feels that three years is too little. Although ten years is not much, it can show Yu'er's determination to keep vigil for his father. I can do it."

Looking at Yu'er's firm eyes, Leng Yu nodded happily,

"Okay, in that case, I will grant your wish and let your mother and concubine accompany you. If you feel bored, remember to send someone to deliver a message to Brother Huang. Brother Huang will take you back in three years."

"Thank you, Brother Huang. Now I'll go kowtow to my father, and then go back to prepare. I will follow my father to the imperial mausoleum tomorrow."

Leng Yu put him on the ground. He quickly came to the coffin and kowtowed three times. Then he came to Li Guifei, took her hand, looked back at Leng Yu, grinned, and gave him With a big smile, he turned and left.

The place was quiet again. Smelling the scent of incense and looking at the paper money and ashes flying all over the sky, Leng Yu suddenly smiled sarcastically.

"Everyone has left. This huge palace is so empty!"

After saying this, he turned around lonely, came to the coffin of the Supreme Emperor, sat cross-legged there, and began to add paper money to the brazier.

……

Xiwangfu.

Leng Xi had woken up, and when he knew that Luo Lan saved him, he felt unspeakable in his heart.

Yu Qiaoqiao cooked porridge for him, brought it to him, and fed it directly to his mouth without saying a word.

Leng Xi looked at her, "Are you back?"

"Ah."

"Why come back?"

"I heard that you were injured while serving the country. Come back and take a look."

"Ha ha……"

Leng Xi laughed at himself,

"I was not injured for the country, I was atoneing for myself. His family raised my daughter, but I have been repaying kindness with hatred. Do you think I am a heinous person?"

"I do not know."

Yu Qiaoqiao didn't want to talk to him anymore, she just wanted to fulfill her obligation and take good care of him.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk to him, Leng Xi simply stopped talking, opened his mouth, and ate the porridge she brought to his mouth.

When Luo Lan came, Yu Qiaoqiao had just put down the bowl in his hand. When he saw her coming in, he hurriedly greeted her.

"Queen, are you here?"

Luo Lan nodded,

"Well, come and change his dressing. I'm going back to the palace later."

"The Supreme Emperor will be buried tomorrow. You must be very busy. You will teach me how to change the dressing later. I will change it directly for him. Otherwise, it will be inconvenient for you to run back and forth in and out of the palace."

"That's fine. I've been really tired these past few days. I need to take a good rest after the Emperor is buried."

As she spoke, she came to Leng Xi. When she was about to lift his wound, Leng Xi suddenly covered the quilt with his hand.

"How dare you bother the Queen to change my dressing in person? You'd better teach Qiaoqiao and let her do it."

After he said this, Luo Lan also felt a little embarrassed. She nodded,

"Okay, I'll tell Qiaoqiao how to change the dressing. You take good care of it and don't move around these days."

"I understand, Sister-in-law, thank you."

Leng Xi's abrupt politeness surprised Luo Lan.

But she smiled and shook her head,

"That's right. You were injured on the battlefield because you were serving the country. As the number one female doctor in Daning Kingdom, I should save you."

Leng Xi nodded sheepishly,

"Um... An'an, have you entered the palace?"

"No."

Luo Lan said while preparing gauze and other items:

"She proposed to stay in Prince Yu's Mansion to look after the house, and the emperor and I both agreed. I went to see her last night, and she said she is fine now. However, she doesn't seem to want to see you, so don't go to her for the time being. "

A lonely look appeared in Leng Xi's eyes, and then he nodded,

"I know that I have done too many things that I am sorry for her in the past and have hurt her too much. I don't blame her for not forgiving me."

"Don't think too much. Take good care of yourself first. By the way, you won't participate in the emperor's burial ceremony tomorrow. Everyone knows that you are seriously injured, and no one will blame you."

"Also, you can't get out of bed after seven days. Don't stretch the wound. If anything happens, you must go to me in time."

After some explanation, she demonstrated on Yu Qiaoqiao, teaching her how to clean the wound, how to disinfect the wound, and how to wrap gauze.

At this moment, a sad voice came from outside,

"My lord, my lord..."

Yu Qiaoqiao's brows tightened instantly, and she knew from the voice that it was the noisy Xiao Cui who was here.

Leng Xi's face was ashen and he ordered Qiaoqiao:

"Don't let her come in and look upset."