The sight of Hongwu Xu in the Hongwu Zuixian Tower made the memories that had been sealed in the heart of old Zhu Di for more than ten years surge into his heart and he could no longer calm down.

When people get old, they miss nostalgia the most, not to mention seeing their beloved first wife in person.

Zhu Zhanji stopped, gritted his teeth, and stamped his feet.

"Dad, I'm going to deliver food!"

Zhu Gaochi's eyes narrowed and he quickly grabbed Zhu Zhanji.

"Your boy is dying?!"

"Your Imperial Grandfather has issued an imperial edict that no one is allowed to step into the Qian'en Palace. Anyone who violates this rule will be executed!"

Zhu Gaochi knew very well that although his father usually raised his eldest grandson as a treasure.

But at this juncture, maybe dad will fall out.

"Then, just keep waiting like this?"

Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath.

"Dad, grandpa is already over sixty, and his health has been getting worse in recent years."

"If you stay like this for a few more days, I'm afraid, dad, you will ascend the throne early."

Snap.

Zhu Gaochi kicked Zhu Zhanji on the butt.

"You kid is so open-minded, do you want to die early?!"

Then, Fatty Yongle took a deep breath and looked at his eldest son very seriously.

"Zhanji, as a father, I want you to remember one thing."

"Don't think that you can do anything unscrupulous just because you saw someone from another time and space ascending the throne in class. If your grandfather wants to destroy you, he can destroy you at any time."

"No immortal master will help you."

"I think you can also see that although the Immortal Master came to this world as an immortal, he only wants to educate the emperors of various dynasties and respects the personal opinions of each emperor of time and space."

Ding.

Zhu Zhanji paused and thought about it for a moment, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Indeed, if you think about it carefully, since you saw yourself in other time and space having ascended the throne, your attitude has become much more relaxed than in the past.

After all, with the thought of "I will be the emperor in the future anyway", the respect for the throne in my heart has relaxed a lot.

Xiao Zhu took a deep look at his fat father and thought that he, the fat father, should have a stable mentality.

No matter what the situation is, my heart is as frightened as my weight and as motionless as a mountain.

"Dad, I understand."

Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath.

Then, with a plop, he knelt down towards the Qin'en Hall and shouted loudly.

"Grandpa, if you don't want to eat, my grandson will kneel here until you eat!"

Since other methods don't work, then the bitter meat trick will work!

at the same time.

Inside the Hall of Enen.

Old Zhu Di sat casually on the ground, sitting in front of Queen Xu's throne, and sat quietly like this. Throughout this day and night, he recounted the past days and nights that the two of them had experienced together.

From getting married to growing old, from Yingtian to Peiping, from being twenty years old to being full of children and grandchildren.

"Miaoyun."

Old Zhu Di looked at the altar in front of the incense burner, the eyes in his wrinkled eyes were filled with emptiness.

"I miss you."

This Emperor Yongle, who fought all his life and brought all nations to court, was comparable to the Great Khan of the Tang Dynasty. At this moment, he was just an ordinary man, a husband who missed his deceased wife endlessly.

"Promise me one thing, and I'll let you and your wife stay together for another ten years."

A voice suddenly sounded in Old Zhu Di's ears.

Old Zhu Di was shocked. He stood up suddenly and looked away. Ji Boying stood calmly beside him.

Ji Boying had never seen such a tender side of Emperor Yongle.

Fortunately, this function of summoning heroic spirits is not limited to men, but women can also summon people who have died in the current dynasty.

Of course, the only thing that cannot be summoned is the blood of the Zhu family.

"Is what the immortal master said true?"

Old Zhu Di was so excited that his voice trembled a little.

"God never makes lies."

With a faint word, Old Zhu Di's body trembled again, he took a deep breath, then stepped back a few steps and bowed deeply to Ji Boying.

"As long as the immortal master can bring Miao Yun back, I, Zhu Di, will agree to it no matter what the conditions are! Even if it means Zhu Di's life!"

Ji Boying glanced at Old Zhu Di.

"Don't worry, your life will be of great use to me."

"I'll give you an hour. After one hour, follow me out."

After Ji Boying said this, he walked out of the hall.

The moment he stepped out of the threshold, he was met by Zhu Zhanji, who was screaming toward the hall.

"Shout louder and cough a little, your grandpa loves you the most."

Zhu Gaochi was still urging Zhu Zhanji.

When they saw Ji Boying, Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Gaochi both looked stunned.

Immortal Master?

"Stop howling and go do what you have to do."

Ji Boying glanced at Yongle Xiaozhu, then strolled forward.

Under the moonlight, look around at the beautiful Changling Tomb.

In later generations, you had to buy a ticket to enter this place, which cost dozens of yuan, which was very valuable.

At this moment, in the Qin En Palace.

Old Zhu Di stared blankly at Ji Boying's leaving figure, with confusion in his eyes.

You promised to return my wife to me, why did you just leave?

"His Majesty?"

A distant and familiar voice broke Lao Zhu Di's doubts.

His whole body suddenly trembled.

He turned around slowly, and when he saw that familiar face, he was stunned. He didn't dare to move. He was afraid that it was all a dream, that it was all false.

The Queen Xu in front of her did not look young, but she looked like she was forty-six years old when she passed away.

Although she was also confused as to why she suddenly appeared in this place.

But, she didn't want to think too much about it.

Stretching out his hand, Xu Miaoyun touched Lao Zhu Di's temples, with distress in his eyes.

"Your hair has turned a lot whiter."

flutter.

Old Zhu Di hugged Xu Miaoyun into his arms and buried his head in his wife's hair. Tears welled up in his eyes. The Yongle Emperor, who dominated the world, cried like a seven or eight-year-old child.

An hour later.

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, who were staring at each other outside the Hall of Enen, suddenly heard footsteps coming from inside the hall, and they looked subconsciously.

Buzz~!

"Dad, you cheated, you cheated!"

"The Imperial Grandmother faked her corpse!"

There is Xu Miaoyun in other time and space, Zhu Zhanji can understand, after all, Xu Miaoyun in other time and space has not died yet.

But this Yongle Dynasty, what else could it be besides a fake corpse?!

Yongle Xiaozhu's mental endurance is still not as good as that of Jiajing Immortal.

Old Zhu Di, who had just crossed the threshold of the palace, suddenly had a smile on his face when he heard this.

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To be continued...