The people in Prince Su's mansion were still very excited.

As time goes by, everything I have experienced over the years includes following Prince Anfeng to work hard in other countries, but it has always been in the Northern Tang Dynasty, in the Su Palace, and in the Zhaixing Tower.

And the person whom I can never forget is also the person in this mansion.

The old prince had no deep feelings for them, only King Yuwen Ji of Pingnan and King Lao Chang were concerned about it.

But Hui Zongye and Queen Yan Shuliu were really worried about it, and the latter was thinking more.

The next morning, the palace began to consciously clean and pack up its things, as if it was to welcome the most precious guests.

Madam Qiu's condition improved. She went to the market with her two old ladies to buy meat and stock it up in the ice warehouse first.

Madam Qiu said that when Madam Yan comes back, she has to make dumplings, and the dumplings she makes are the most delicious.

At Xiangwu, Prince Anfeng and his wife returned to the mansion with the three guards, and were also following Tigers and Wolf Dogs.

Prince Anfeng looked solemn, and after returning home, he headed straight to Zhaixing Tower.

"Don't think about it, everyone is back."

Princess Anfeng advised him.

"Um!"

Prince Anfeng looked up and looked around at everything in the Zhaixing Tower. Everything seemed to have not changed. The big tree that once bound the shadows was still lushly branches and leaves. They spent the poorest days here, and they were in chaos at that time, but they were also the happiest.

"Luoman, sometimes people live tenaciously, which means they have a thought in their hearts, but if this thought comes true, it may not be a good result."

"I understand, but they also want to return to their roots."

Princess Anfeng said.

"Brother Wei, sister-in-law, are you back?"

Pingnan King Yuwen walked over happily. He looked at Luo Man with an excited look on his face, "They said that my father and third uncle are coming back."

Princess Anfeng looked at Yuwen Ji gently, "Yes, they are coming back. I guess if they are not in the evening, they will arrive early tomorrow morning."

"Really?"

Yuwen Ji didn't believe them at first, but he firmly believed in his sister-in-law's words, and his excitement turned into sadness and grief. "They are back, and there is also Madam Yan, I miss them so much."

King Pingnan was occasionally sober, sometimes confused, and sometimes naive as a boy from that time. However, no matter what his condition was, he always cared about his father.

Princess Anfeng knew that he had been waiting to see this.

"Ji'er, are you happy?"

Prince Anfeng asked him.

"Happy, so happy, I thought I would never see you in my life."

Yuwen Ji's eyes were very red, and he held back his tears.

Prince Anfeng looked at him and smiled slightly. Then he would go back, at least, everyone was very happy.

The sound of chopping meat fillings came from the kitchen, and several old women were talking about the past. The sunlight quietly spread in the yard of Zhaixing Tower, and mottled shadows cast under the eaves.

The black shadow sat on the tree, just like before, watching the night in the Zhaixing Tower. The trees were shaded and could look into the distance, which was a very suitable location for vigil inspection.

The generals of Zhaixing Tower also stood back one after another, looking at the door together, waiting for the long-lost figure.

The three giants of Tingyuxuan also brought Eunuch Chang and Madam Xi. The entire Zhaixing Tower was crowded with people, and even the well was sitting.

"The resurrection is gone!"

The black shadow on the tree suddenly said.

Su Fu, the Su family, the father of the Empress Dowager Xian, and the grandfather of Yuwenhao's mother, Concubine Xian. He was once a member of Zhaixing Tower, Prince Su's Mansion.

When Su Fu was in Zhaixing Tower, he once fell in love with Heiying, but now the first person to miss Su Fu is Heiying.

"Mr. Zang fell at the end of last year and can't get up yet. I heard that the mansion has prepared a birthday coffin for him."

"The King Yun is gone, and the King Chang of that year is gone."

When Lightning said this, he glanced at King Lao Chang, "Isn't it about you, I'm talking about your father."

"Um!"

King Lao Chang held his hands behind his back and nodded.

"In fact, what may make Master Hui even more uncomfortable is his sons. Now the only ones who are alive are the Supreme Emperor and our master."

Ghost Trail.

Princess Anfeng didn't say anything, but her expression was quite serious. When he went back to meet Master Huizong before, when he asked these people, she said that it was okay, she was in good health, and she didn't dare to report the news of a person's death.

Therefore, Master Hui has always believed that those people are still alive.

As Xu Yi said, Prince Anfeng refused to let them come back now because many of their former relatives and friends are no longer there.

And there are many people who have not asked them to come back before.

Even if a person who died among the people was resurrected, he would not cause any uproar, but the resurrection of the dead emperor would be shocked.

They each remembered each other. In the evening, the carriage gradually arrived at the gate of Prince Su's mansion. Tangyuan and the others had already left at the entrance of the alley and returned to the palace.

The four people in the carriage entered the mansion under the cover of a group of guards, and then led them to Zhaixing Tower.

As soon as I entered the door, many people's eyes turned red.

I thought I would be excited or ecstatic, or even cheer, but it was silent.

Madam Qiu, the two old concubines and Princess Lao Chang cried first, and went up to hug Master Hui Zong's queen Yan Shuliu. The old women cried in a mess, crying so hard that their tears blurred. Looking at each other's face, they felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

"Why are you so old?"

Aunt Yun looked at Yan Shuliu and her tears never stopped.

Yan Shuliu also cried and looked at them. Are they old?

It's almost impossible to recognize what he looked like back then.

"Father, Uncle Third!"

King Yuwen Ji of Pingnan went forward, tears blurring his eyes. The father-son relationship was over. He thought it would have ended decades ago, but he didn't expect to meet again in his lifetime.

"Ji'er?"

The old prince almost didn't dare to admit it, and he was crying. How could this be the son he remembered?

They are all so old.

The Supreme Emperor also went up and bowed to Master Hui, but Master Hui pushed him. After all, I have seen him twice in modern times, and it is not rare. His eyes looked around everyone, "Don't block the way, I'm looking for my old in-laws, hey, isn't you called Su Chang?

Where is that boy Su Fu?

Lord Zang didn't come either?

They are all close friends, so you can invite them, where are Fu'er, Bai'er and the others?"

Everyone is silent.

Master Hui immediately realized something.

His lips twitched and he looked at Prince Anfeng.

Prince Anfeng was about to speak, but he quickly reached out and pressed, "No need to say, no need to say."

People who have returned from modern times suddenly turned pale.

After a long time, Master Hui murmured: "Don't everyone say it's okay?"

how so?"

At the sunset, the gorgeous sunset is like a day in his old age, piled up into pieces of silk, burning everyone's eyes red. The exterior walls of the hundred-year-old Prince Su Mansion have been mottled, and the corners of the wall are covered with moss. The small trees that were picked in the past have grown very tall now.

The setting sun once shone on a group of young faces in Zhaixing Tower, and now it is also shining on a group of old faces.

Prince Anfeng's voice sounded in silence, "I heard that I bought a lot of meat today, so let's barbecue tonight!"
Chapter completed!