When the canine emperor meets the wolf regent

The willow stick in Yun Sheng's hand suddenly stopped, he stood up with a pale face, and leaped towards the rockery.

I saw two little eunuchs at the back of the rockery wiping the floating dust on the rocks. When they saw the emperor coming over, they were startled and knelt down and said, "Nunu...you see the emperor!"

Yun Sheng picked up the little eunuch and asked in a panic: "Who did you say died?"

The two young eunuchs looked at each other, wiped the cold sweat that was frightened from their foreheads, and said, "Yes...it's the regent!"

After hearing this, Yun Sheng's pupils shrank, and the blood all over his body flowed backward in an instant, trembling uncontrollably: "How could he die? Where did the news come from?"

The little eunuch was too frightened to look up, and explained sincerely: "It's been a while, and everyone in the palace knows..."

"That's right... It is said that the Turkic people trapped the people in a city for more than a month, and the people in the city have already run out of ammunition and food.

When the regent led the army to arrive, the Turkic people threatened the lives of the people, and the regent tried to save the people..."

"This is impossible!"

Yun Sheng interrupted coldly.

The blood on his already thin face faded away, he let go of the two little eunuchs and ran towards the Jinhua Palace.

As soon as Ding Gui chased to the rockery by the lake, he saw the staggering back of the little emperor.

Ding Gui's heart trembled, and he hurriedly chased after him.

Yun Sheng kept murmuring:

This is impossible, how could the invincible prince die so easily?

Didn't he say to let himself wait for him, and he will definitely come back safe and sound?

Yun Sheng rushed into the Jinhua Palace, grabbed the leader of the guards left behind by the prince and asked loudly: "How is the prince?"

The leader of the guards lowered his eyes after hearing this, pursed his lips and did not speak.

His reaction made Yun Sheng feel even colder, Yun Sheng shook him vigorously, and continued to press: "I'm asking you something! Tell me! What's wrong with the Regent!?"

"Your Majesty." Zhuyi's voice came from behind.

Yun Sheng turned around, looked at Zhu Yi whose eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, rushed up, grabbed his front, and asked forcefully:

"Yes, you must know, how is the prince? Tell me quickly!"

Zhu Yi took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it in front of Yun Sheng: "This is from the prince to the emperor."

Yun Sheng's hands were trembling uncontrollably at this moment, he tore open the envelope and took out the thin paper, only to see a strand of black hair inside, which belonged to Xie Yangui.

Yun Sheng slowly opened the paper, and a few lines of powerful words came into view:

——I love Yunsheng——

When I read this letter, I must have died.

I originally thought that if I could spend this life with you by guarding my white hair, but it would be no match for good fortune to trick others.

My death is a foregone conclusion, irreversible, inevitable,

I hope that you will forget me, and I hope that you will miss me, and I don't know where it comes from for a while.

It is a pity in my life that I cannot express my heart in person.

You once said that it is too late for you to come in this life,

I only hope that in the next life, you can come to my side as soon as possible, and stay with me forever from now until death.

Husband returns;

Yun Sheng's vision gradually blurred, and tears gushed out like a fountain, instantly soaking his cheeks.

He looked up at Zhuyi who was silent, and asked in an unusually calm tone: "When did he give you this?"

"On the day the prince left the capital, he gave the letter to his subordinates." Zhu Yi replied truthfully.

Yun Sheng closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the feeling of suffocation.

"Where is he now, take me to see him."

Yun Sheng wiped away the tears from his face, and looked at Zhu Yi stubbornly.

Half a month later, Yun Sheng, who had hardly slept a wink, followed Hei Lang and Zhu Yi, and stepped into Yuecheng where Xie Yan died.

Not long after Xie Yangui's death, the distraught Qu Minggong finally recaptured the city with tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

Now that Qu Minggong is guarding here, although the common people have lingering fears, there are already bold hawkers wandering the streets with poles.

When Yun Sheng entered the city, it was already nightfall.

Qu Minggong saw that the lively and vigorous young man in front of him turned into a thin figure who was so fragile that a gust of wind could blow him down, and his eyes turned red.

"This journey...Young Master has suffered."

Yun Sheng's expression was terrifyingly calm, like a lifeless white porcelain doll.

He looked at Qu Minggong calmly and asked, "What about him?"

Qu Minggong suppressed tears, choked up and said: "Before he went to die, he had entrusted that his body should not be buried. When the young master arrives, the young master will personally bury him...

I led someone to make an ice coffin and put him in the ice cellar, and I will take you there..."

After hearing this, Yun Sheng couldn't help shaking his body, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was also extinguished.

Fortunately, Hei Lang kept an eye on Yun Sheng all the time, seeing that his figure was unstable, he hurriedly stood by his side, stabilizing Yun Sheng's precarious body.

Yun Sheng suppressed the dull pain in his chest, and said in a deep voice, "Please trouble Commander Qu."

Qu Minggong seemed to be stung by Yun Sheng's appearance, tears fell silently in the end, he turned around, and said: "Young master, come with me."

With heavy legs, Yun Sheng followed Qu Minggong step by step, while Hei Lang looked at Yun Sheng with eyes full of heartache, and followed him every step of the way.

A quarter of an hour later, Qu Minggong walked to the ice cellar and stood still, turned around and said, "The prince is inside."

Yun Sheng nodded slowly, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then stroked his heart-wrenching chest and said, "I'll go in by myself."

Qu Minggong understood his mood at the moment, sighed and took a step back.

But Xiao Hei bit Yun Sheng's sleeve at this moment, signaling that he would also go in together.

Yun Sheng looked at the sleeve it was clinging to tightly, and compromised: "Okay, you come with me."

Only then did Hei Lang let go of him, and one person and one wolf entered the ice cellar together.

Zhu Yi followed the slowly closed door and saw the ice coffin in the center of the ground at a glance, his eyes turned red instantly, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Inside the ice cellar.

Yun Sheng staggered to the side of the ice coffin, and slowly pushed open the heavy lid of the ice coffin with trembling hands.

Xie Yangui's familiar face instantly appeared before his eyes.

The impeccable handsome face was pale at this moment, lying in the cold coffin with his eyes closed.

Yun Sheng endured the tears for a few days and couldn't hold back any more, as a spring gushed out of her eyes.

He leaned down on Xie Yangui's body and cried bitterly: "Don't...don't treat me so cruelly...Xie Yangui...I beg you..."

Yun Sheng only felt the pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, which made him speechless in pain, wishing he could just lie down in this ice coffin and sleep forever with Xie Yangui.

Just when all his thoughts were in despair, a big hand slowly raised up, and gently stroked the back of Yun Sheng's head.

Yun Sheng's body froze suddenly, and was about to straighten up when he heard the familiar doting tone in his ear: "Your Majesty, your snot is running down my face."