848. Chapter 848 A Thousand Lines of Tears: Speechless 【5】
The life in Wangyue Mountain was peaceful and peaceful. The news from Yongjing from time to time did not affect Mu Jieyu's mood. She also seemed to have no intention of returning to Beijing. Even Emperor Hong'an sent Prince Jing to pick her up in person. Mu Jieyu
Jieyu remained indifferent. Instead, Mu Jieyu spent the second New Year at Wangyue Mountain.
In the nineteenth year of Hong'an, news came that Emperor Hong'an was seriously ill. Mu Jieyu finally considered that Emperor Hong'an was already fifty-three years old. In ancient times, he would have been dying at this age. In addition, Xuanyuan Zhiyue and Xuanyuan Zhili seemed to have died.
He made up his mind that if she didn't go back to host it personally, the two brothers would not plan to get married. In desperation, Mu Jieyu had no choice but to set off back to Beijing with his two children who were already able to run around in the mountains.
The day before leaving, Mu Jieyu only stood on the cliff for a day. She did not go to see Xuanyuan Zhirong. She was afraid that if she looked at him one more time, she would lose all her courage.
Because of this, the person who Mu Jieyu didn't discover the ice coffin in the first place was already gone.
Because he wanted to let his two children see more of the people and customs of various places, Mu Jieyu's journey was very slow. He set off in March and arrived in Yongjing in June.
When Mu Jieyu and Emperor Hong'an saw each other again, they both saw shock in each other's eyes. Moreover, they were shocked for the same reason.
The opponent's head was covered with frost.
"Minmin..." Emperor Hong'an saw Mu Jieyu's silver hair hanging loosely around his shoulders. The color of snow was dazzling, which made the emperor's voice tremble a little, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and he did not dare to touch Mu Jieyu.
Mu Jieyu stretched out his hand and held Emperor Hong'an's hand: "Father, Minmin is fine, Minmin is fine." Not wanting to continue the sad topic, Mu Jieyu lowered his head and touched the two children's heads lovingly: "Not yet.
Grandpa Huang kowtows?"
"Grandson, please give your regards to Grandpa Huang." The two children immediately raised their robes with both hands and knelt down obediently, kowtowing to Emperor Hong'an in unison.
The two children, Yuxue, who are almost three years old, are cute. Their facial features are so exquisite that no flaw can be found. They wear well-fitting brocade robes and stand upright. Every move is polite and polite, and they are not at all shy when meeting strangers.
Show timidity and be generous.
When Emperor Hong'an saw his two grandchildren who were thinking about them day and night, he was so excited that he immediately pulled the two children up and put them in his arms: "Okay, okay, Grandpa Huang's good grandson, I miss Grandpa Huang so much."
Xuanyuan Chengyu was fine, letting Emperor Hong'an hold him motionless, but Xuanyuan Chengyu, who was always active and fearless, reached out and grabbed a strand of white hair that fell from Emperor Hong'an's shoulders, a pair of fox-like long and narrow but clear and clear
Touching eyes: "Grandpa Huang, did your hair turn gray because you missed me and my brother?"
Emperor Hong'an was stunned by Xuanyuan Chengxuan's sudden words.
Xuanyuan Chengxuan said in a sweet voice: "Mom's hair is white. She said it was because she missed my father. Grandpa Huang is also white. Just now, Grandpa Huang said he misses me and my brother. Isn't it because
This one turned white?"
"Xian'er!" Mu Jieyu didn't expect that Xuanyuan Chengxian would suddenly say this. His imagination was really good, and his face dropped.
"Hahahaha..." Emperor Hong'an laughed immediately, shook his head at Mu Jieyu to signal not to be too harsh on his sweet grandson, and said in a soft voice to Xuanyuan Chengxian who was still holding his hair, "Xian'er is right,
Grandpa Huang, I really miss you two so much that my hair turns gray."