I didn’t expect to return to this place, but the memories of the past were so fresh and never faded, but I still hated and complained.
Shake one’s head derisively and stop thinking about the past
From a distance, Jingyun saw an imperial secretary with a slightly gorgeous dress lying on the ground and shaking his shoulders.
Approached to some familiar.
Imperial secretary of the Seven Emperors’ Hall looked up, his face full of wind and frost appeared in front of Jing Yun.
Looking at that familiar face, tears raged on the face, and Jing Yun’s eyes were moist and trembling, reaching out and touching that face from time to time in his childhood.
Yaogonggong
Temple along the JingYun help hand medicine father-in-law difficult to straighten up is not as healthy as ten years ago, slow back also bent a lot, which makes JingYun a burst of sadness.
How have you been for ten years?
It will be better if you come back. The old face is full of great sorrow and laughter, and Jing Yun can’t help but shed tears.
Father Yao is his second closest person in this palace.
When I was a child, I accompanied him around the palace, and I used to spoil others like a mother. Now I am in the twilight, and I can’t help but sigh that things are unpredictable
Looking up to stop the tears, casually wiping the tears off the sleeves, and restoring the indifferent boy.
Grandpa Yao, where are you on duty now?
Father-in-law Yao hesitated and said nothing, which seemed difficult.
It is expected that he may have a bad life, and Jing Yun will no longer ask questions. After all, he does not intend to stay in the palace for a long time, but it will put his father-in-law in a dilemma.
Father-in-law is both difficult and inconvenient to ask more questions. Please take me to meet my father.
Father-in-law Yao wanted to argue, but he stopped talking again and again. He called his back rickety and led the way step by step.
Jing Yun managed to hold back her tears and rushed to her heart, hurriedly covering her sleeve to prevent herself from losing her temper.
Walking to the front of the Chaoyang Temple, I smelled a strong medicinal smell from a distance. From time to time, the ladies-in-waiting entered the scene and paused, and stepped in with a slightly heavy foot.
The Seven Emperors’ Hall is back.
Medicine father-in-law reported to the emperor with a happy smile in his tone.
The emperor barely sat up from the bed and looked at the children’s career for many years in astonishment.
Dad’s unfilial Jing Yun is back.
It’s good to come back. It’s good to come back. The emperor stretched out his hand and greeted him to come to Dad. Let Dad see.
Jingyun obediently approached the dragon and sat on the bed.
The emperor struggled to raise his hand and caress Jingyun’s right cheek, and his eyes were slightly wet. My little seven has grown up and become a man.
Jing Yun didn’t talk, afraid that he would cry and rub his hands. The emperor’s palm was as close as if he were still that young child who longed for his father’s love.
The emperor sighed and caressed Jing Yun’s head. It’s been fifteen years since your mother left, and it’s time for dad to accompany her. The only thing that worries you is you.
Dad, don’t talk nonsense. You’ll live a long life and protest angrily against your choking nose.
Alas, the Yan wants you to die in the middle of the night. Who dares to stay in Wugeng? Dad knows his body. After Dad leaves, you should take good care of yourself, you know?
Nodding with difficulty, Jing Yun drooped his eyelids and tears fell.
It’s really a good cry. Why did the emperor painfully turn over and take the maid-in-waiting to pass the handkerchief to wipe the tears? You should be careful, your third brother, you know?
Third elder brother
I can
Hearing Jing Yun’s answer, the emperor seemed to have hung on his mind for many years and hung his hand gently.
Jing Yun grabbed the emperor in horror, and he was at a loss. Dad, come on, cure too much! Cure too much! Come on!
Chaoyang Palace is a mess. Just now, she stared at Jing Yun fiercely. Look, the little ladies-in-waiting hurried to cure too much from their obsession.
Cure too much rushed to the top of the scene and worried that his eyes would carefully feel the pulse of the old emperor.
Don’t worry about the fact that the Emperor of the July 7th Palace has fallen asleep.