Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 1892 Let's be together!
"Prince Rui lived a noble and noble life. He was loved by the common people. He loved the people like a son. His departure made Nanyue lose an important minister."

The coffin slowly entered the imperial mausoleum, and the national teacher said condolences in front of him. After speaking, a tear slowly fell.

"Prince Rui passed away in a daze, and my heart felt as if a knife had been twisted. Therefore, Prince Rui was named Prince Rui, and his son Nangong Yao succeeded him."

Along with the conferment came various rewards, the eyes of all the officials were full of envy, the emperor really had a different view of Prince Rui.

But there was no fluctuation in Nangong Yao's eyes, and he didn't care about the reward of this knighthood. This knighthood was bought by his father with his life!
The coffin was slowly put into the imperial mausoleum, Nangong Yao knelt on the ground, picked up the loess on the ground, and wanted to bury it himself.

Nangong Qianqian couldn't help feeling sad, and stepped forward to be with him.

The guards were all stunned, they didn't know what to do, even if they were the two of them, they didn't know what year and month it would be.

"Yao'er, don't be too sad, let your father go away at ease." Nangong Che stepped forward to help him up, his eyes were red.

Stopping what he was doing, Nangong Yao's heart ached as if a big hole had been gouged out...

The sky, which was still clear just now, was now covered with dark clouds, and the dark clouds pressed over in pieces, covering the already dull mood with a thick layer of mist.

Nangong Yao's eyes were fixed on the half-buried coffin, and his body was tightly stretched together.

After a while, heavy rain poured down. The rain came without warning, and everyone was drowned. Nangong didn't retreat, no one dared to move, and they were all under the heavy rain.

Nangong Yao's curly black hair was stained on his face, locks and strands, whether it was rain or tears on his face.

The shaking of the shovel never stopped, and it was not until the coffin was completely buried that he could hide his sluggish emotions.

"Prince Rui has already passed away, and the dead are gone. I only hope that there will be a few princes like Prince Rui who are considerate of the people in South Vietnam. They have all withdrawn, let's go back."

Nangongche supported the dragon on his head, and there was a rain shelter on it, but he still couldn't avoid getting wet. He couldn't bear to make Nangongyao too sad, so he ended the condolences.

All the officials stepped forward to comfort Nan Gongyao, and wanted to get close to the lord, but he exuded coldness all over his body, and all the people who came forward had to leave angrily.

People left one after another, and there were only a few people left in the imperial mausoleum. Nangong Qianqian looked at the tense body and the sad breath, and felt extremely painful in her heart. You need to do what you have done.”

Nangong Yao's lips moved slightly, and he gave a little grace, then turned and knelt down in front of the bright yellow.

"Yao'er, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Hongyu was terrified by this big gift, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty and Empress, for taking care of my father. I thank you, Your Majesty, for your conferment. I also ask your Majesty to let me take over the unfinished investigation of my father's case before his death."

It is enough for him to do the unfinished business of his father, as long as he can feel his presence.

"Get up, I wanted to wait for you to calm down a bit before discussing these matters, but since you have already asked for it, then I will do as you said. Everything that Prince Rui mastered during his lifetime will be entrusted to you to manage."

Nangong Che finally let go of the prejudice in his heart, and believed from the bottom of his heart that he would definitely do better!
"Father, Qianqian please, let us be together!"

Nangong Qianqian knelt down in front of the two with tears all over her face, pleading.

(End of this chapter)