After getting up early in the morning, Xiao Bingcube went to the court to greet him with great interest.
"Dad, is my mother awake? Today is the best day to have hot pot. When I come back, let's have hot pot together."
Xiao Bingcube finished speaking happily, but no one paid attention to her, and Zhou Buyan didn't scold her for making noise.
In the past, she thought she wouldn't disturb them, so she might have left.
But today, she sneaked in and took a look, feeling a little worried.
When he looked around, he saw two people with their eyes tightly closed.
They were wearing shrouds, Zhou Buyan held Chu Xingchen's hand, and there was no more movement.
Zhou Buyan, who had woken up early in the past, did not open his eyes.
The little ice cube froze in place.
After a while, she lifted her feet and stepped forward.
She knelt beside the bed, reached out and touched their cold hands.
They couldn't eat the hot pot she mentioned.
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Emperor Chu Xingchen and his husband Zhou Buyan died.
Xiao Bingcube, who had been taught well by Chu Xingchen and Zhou Buyan and was calm at all times, had sad eyes, but still calmly ordered them to prepare for the funeral.
Her mind was confused and she remembered what her mother had said before.
It turns out that what Mom said was true. It turns out that Mom and the others asked her to take care of them on purpose.
But she still regrets and feels sad, what should she do?
Little Ice Cube hoped that her discomfort would make them open their eyes, but it didn't.
He never opened his eyes again.
"Your Majesty." The official interrupted Xiao Bingbing's train of thought.
She paused and turned back: "Huh?"
"The hands of His Majesty and His Majesty...cannot be separated."
Zhou Buyan held Chu Xingchen's hand and no one could let go.
Normally, professionals can solve this kind of situation.
But this time it just couldn't be solved.
"You can also untie it by force, but you may have to break your hands..." The official who reported the report had cold sweat on his head.
"Can't break it." Xiaobing said immediately.
After death, their bodies cannot be destroyed.
"If you can't separate them, don't separate them. Just... bury them together."
My father valued my mother the most during his lifetime, and the only one he could not let go of after his death was her mother. She could not be unfilial and separate them.
Just let them be together.
But these words did not receive a response. Although Da Chu emphasized that "people who live in the same quilt and die in the same cave", the coffins and coffins in a tomb were separated, and few couples were placed in the same coffin.
This doesn't quite follow the rules.
Xiao Bingcubi said, "I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, this is my wish. Just follow it."
The coffin prepared originally belonged to one person, but because they could not be separated, they had to be made temporarily.
Make a coffin that can accommodate two people, not only in the same cave, but even in the same coffin.
After Xiao Bingcubi ordered the people to step back, he knelt in front of the two of them and reached out to pat Zhou Buyan's hand.
"Dad, don't be afraid. I will never separate you from your mother. You will never be separated."
As Xiao Bingbing finished speaking, a wisp of breeze blew over her head.
Just like Zhou Buyan touched her head, comforted her and praised her before.
Xiao Bingcubi found another letter under Zhou Buyan's pillow, which said Xiao Bingcubi personally addressed it.
That was Zhou Buyan's farewell letter.
"Xiao Bingcube, don't be sad. It's my father's blessing to be with your mother until old age. He has always been very happy and proud."
"I originally wanted to call you and say a few words, but later I was afraid that you would feel more uncomfortable, so I didn't say anything."
"You can get through this by taking a good rest."
"Dad is still the same as before. Between staying with you for two years and following your mother, he chose your mother. I hope you won't blame me, and I hope you know that this is the best choice."
"I won't get used to your mother being gone."
"I'm also afraid that if I stay with you for another two years, I won't be able to find your mother."
"It is a lifelong blessing to have you as my daughter."
I picked up the pen in a hurry, the handwriting was a bit sloppy, and I didn't sign it in the end.
Xiao Bingcube looked at the letter, tears rolling down his face.
"It is my lifelong honor to be your daughter."
Of course she wanted her father to spend more time with her, but how could she bear to blame him.
"I have grown up. I don't care if I am the most important one. I have never been jealous of my mother."
The father puts the mother in the most important position, but he also puts himself in a more important position than the father.
How could she mind.
But she kept thinking that they were still young. In the past, the emperor could live to be seventy-five, and her mother and father could live to be at least eighty, ninety or even a hundred years old.
My parents are such good people, they should live a long life.
She also thought that after she gave in, she would go with her parents to watch the sunrise and sea.
She was happy that they could come back, she was happy that she could give them a Chinese birthday, and she also celebrated her birthday.
But I never thought that they would leave like this.
Leaving so early.
When the palace bell rang, everyone had a bad premonition.
But when they really heard that Chu Xingchen and Zhou Buyan were gone, all the people of Feng'an City and those officials lost their composure.
The officials who were going to the morning court or going out, especially the old officials who came from the Chu Xingchen period, were still in high spirits.
But when they heard the national funeral bell, their faces all changed.
With their gray hair, they were in tears.
Come out of your home or sedan chair and kneel down tremblingly in the direction of the palace.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, how could this be? The old minister is still alive, the old minister is still alive."
"God, why do you do this to our Majesty?"
It was obvious that they had just celebrated His Majesty's sixtieth birthday, and that they were full of energy after receiving His Majesty's greetings and instructions, thinking that they must not disappoint His Majesty, why did His Majesty disappear?
They fell to their knees, grief-stricken.
The old man could not withstand the blow and had already fainted.
The entire Feng'an City has fallen into grief.
The people had already cried together.
As Ling Zhou got older, his health was much better. He could still go to the battlefield at any time and practice martial arts every day. The only thing was that his ears were not working properly.
When you talk to him, you have to speak louder.
He himself also began to raise his voice.
But his loud voice is not annoying. Even as he gets older, he is still a heroic general and still makes people like him.
He didn't hear the palace bells ringing clearly in the room, until his youngest grandson suddenly entered the room while wiping tears.
"What's wrong? Are you being taught a lesson by your brother again?"
He stretched out his hand to hug his grandson and comforted him: "Why are you always crying? This is not good. You are not manly enough. If you tell me, it will embarrass me, Ling Zhou."
After the grandson's tears were wiped away, he whispered: "Grandpa, the emperor and his wife... have passed away."
Lingzhou didn't hear clearly; "What happened to the Emperor and the Emperor's wife? They came to the house?"
He clicked his tongue twice: "Come when they come. Why are you crying? You are not afraid of them."
Putting the grandson down and wiping away his tears, he said, "You go out and play. Your grandpa will be looking for playmates soon. I don't have time to accompany you today."
The grandson is very fun, and he likes the grandson very much, but His Majesty and Zhou Buyan are coming home.
Of course he chose His Majesty and Zhou Buyan.
They must have missed him, after all they only saw each other once a year and he was going back in two days.
Speaking of this, Lingzhou asked his grandson: "If it doesn't work, I should just retire. Your Majesty and the others have been retired for several years."
"I also want to take your grandma, Your Majesty and the others to play and see everywhere."
"Every time he writes a letter, Zhou Buyan secretly shows off to me how much fun he and His Majesty went to. I have long wanted to go with him."
"Anyway, everything in Qi and Wu is quite stable now, and nothing will happen. I can completely withdraw."
The more he spoke, the more reasonable he became. Ling Zhou stood up in a hurry: "No, I won't go back this year. I will go and tell your majesty now. If she doesn't agree, you can help grandpa cry."
The little grandson looked worried and took Ling Zhou's hand: "It's not grandpa."
"No, no, no one can stop your grandpa and me from retiring."
Lingzhou picked up his grandson smoothly, put it under his arm and walked out.
But when they came out, they didn't find His Majesty and Zhou Buyan: "Where is Your Majesty? Where is Zhou Buyan? Didn't I say they came home?"