"Miss... I encountered an assassin in the palace today. I stepped forward to save the Holy Emperor. The assassin's poisonous sword hit his heart with one blow. The Holy Lord now sends my body back to Duke Zhou's mansion... Miss
, I'm so sorry for the master! I didn't protect the master well, please punish me, miss!"
After saying that, the captain of the guard, Lu Yiju, knelt in front of Lang Xingyue, crying bitterly...
Lang Xingyue stood there with a look of disbelief, feeling very frantic and kept saying: No way!
Daddy will never leave me, Daddy won’t!
He will never leave me!
Lang Xingyue was helpless, unable to hold back her tears, and let the tears slowly fall down her face speechlessly. Lang Xingyue couldn't help but silently asked God, resenting God for taking him away again.
My own relatives!
Su Wei and Master Mo Chen stood next to Lang Xingyue, not knowing what to say.
Lang Xingyue has just turned fifteen today, and the hairpin ceremony has not yet been held.
Fifteen years ago it was her mother’s memorial day, and fifteen years later today is her father’s death day.
At such a young age, you have to bear such a big blow?
His Royal Highness Prince Su Wei slowly stepped forward and patted Lang Xingyue's shoulder gently, "Miss Lang, don't be too sad. People can't be resurrected after death. You have to hold on, and you have to take care of your father's death.
Things..."
"I don't believe...my father will leave me..."
Lang Xingyue was already so excited that she couldn't speak. Who knows the pain of bereavement?
Her mother, whom she has a vague memory of, left her early. Although her father didn't love her much, she could still see him often, but what about now?
There is nothing left, only myself in the world, and my soul begins to wander lonely...
Su Wei saw that her eyes had lost focus, and she looked helpless, like a lost child.
Her pupils were so clear that he said fascinatedly, "Miss Lang, please be my princess and let me take care of you, okay?"
When Lang Xingyue heard this, she was so shocked that she quickly took a few steps back.
"No, you can't!"
He is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and a member of the royal family!
Moreover, her father asked her to go to Lingnan Villa because she had other things to do.
If you let yourself get involved with the prince now, it will definitely attract the attention of others.
Then how could she agree?
His Royal Highness Prince Su Wei suddenly thought that after Zhou Guogong Langkai died, the military power needed to be handled by someone. The uncle could not take it away from him, otherwise the people of the world would be in trouble.
There are a lot of things to deal with, and she said worriedly: "Miss Lang, I will go back to the palace first. There are some things that need to be dealt with now, including your father's funeral. I will come!"
At this time, Lang Xingyue began to slowly calm down. She wiped away the tears on her face and gave a wry smile, "Go back."
July 2, the 60th year of Youguo, today is the day of the funeral of Duke Zhou.
Lang Xingyue was wearing mourning clothes, looking at the ministers in the court, kowtowing to his father's body, and returning the salute beside his father's body.
Lang Xingyue's mood was no longer ups and downs, because she found a letter on the beam in her father's room a few days ago, so she flew up and took it down, and judging from the ink, it should have been written more than a year ago.
of.
Although there were only three words, Lang Xingyue couldn't help but be startled.
Because those three words are: Uncle Guo!
This chapter has been completed!