The daughter is so cute

Chapter 695 Yao Er
Nanping.

The people sent by Wei Yun rushed to Nanping in the night of the second day without sleep.

"Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Lin had dinner and was holding a book, reading while drinking tea.

He heard someone calling him suddenly, and looked along the prestige, which shocked him a lot.

Unknowingly, there was an extra person in his room!

"Young Master Jiang, this subordinate was sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Before Jiang Lin opened his mouth to call someone, the other party spoke first and took out a token that could prove his identity.

After seeing the token clearly, Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

"According to this day, His Royal Highness should be newly married to my sister at this time, why would you have the leisure to send someone to find me?"

The other party was silent, and came out from the dark place, revealing the white silk tied around his waist.

Jiang Lin's casual expression, when he saw the glaring white cloth around his waist, he paused for a moment, then straightened his expression, "What happened?"

"My subordinates are ordered by His Highness the Crown Prince to report the funeral to Mr. Jiang, and to ask Mr. Jiang to return to Beijing quickly to send Princess Leyao off for the last time."

Bang!
The book in Jiang Lin's hand fell to the ground.

"What, what do you mean? What is the funeral, what is the last journey, you, please tell me clearly."

"Yesterday at three o'clock in the unitary hour, Princess Le Yao passed away."

"You, you..." Jiang Lin couldn't believe it, and pointed at him, "You, what nonsense are you talking about, princess, why did the princess die?"

"I also ask Mr. Jiang to hurry back to Shangjing. The princess will be buried the next day. Please go back and see the princess for the last time."

The visitor got down on one knee.

Jiang Lin's eyes flickered, and he swallowed his saliva several times.

"Master Jiang, please return to Beijing quickly!"

Jiang Lin stood up, "Come on, prepare your horse!"

……

In the main hall of Prince Chen's mansion, a mourning hall was set up.

In the middle, there is a high-quality purple gold nanmu coffin, inside, Le Yao is lying quietly with her face trimmed, and the smile on her lips has become an eternal freeze frame.

The princess passed away, and the capital was shaken, and families of all sizes came to express their condolences and worship.

In the past two days, there was an endless stream of people from Prince Chen's mansion who came to express their condolences.

Ye Chaoge and Mo Citian Xian'er never left these two days and stayed in the palace.

Prince Chen is still nowhere to be seen, the concubine is bedridden and unable to get up, there is no one in charge in the huge palace.

Wei Yun, together with the people from the Ministry of Rites, organized the funeral here.

Not flustered at all.

"Your Highness, it's almost time for the funeral."

Lord Qiu stepped forward and reminded in a low voice.

Wei Yun looked at the time, "Wait a little longer."

Jiang Lin is still in the future, just wait a little longer...

Le Yao must want to see him...

Waiting for another half an hour.

Lord Qiu's voice became a little anxious: "Your Highness, if you don't pay for the funeral, you will miss the hour, and you can't wait any longer..."

Wei Yun clenched her fists, the corners of her lips tensed.

Is it really doomed?

Looking at Ye Chaoge not far away, he sighed, "Get up."

Hearing this, Lord Qiu heaved a sigh of relief, and greeted people to prepare for the funeral.

Above the mourning hall, there was a sudden cry.

Ye Chaoge walked over, "I can't wait any longer, second brother, second brother will definitely come back."

When Wei Yun opened his mouth to speak, Nan Feng shouted, "It's Young Master Jiang, it's Young Master Jiang..."

At the last moment, Jiang Lin rushed over.

After traveling for a long time, he was in an indescribable panic, his chin was covered with stubble.

He ran over from the outside, and suddenly stopped outside the mourning hall, paused for a while, and walked towards the nanmu coffin step by step with difficulty.

"You are……"

"Lord Qiu, wait a little longer."

Nan Feng stepped forward and took Mr. Qiu and others out.

After a while, the mourning hall, which was crying so loudly a moment ago, became quiet at this moment.

Jiang Lin walked over slowly, and came to the coffin, looking at the girl engraved in his memory, who was lying quietly in the coffin at this moment, his eye sockets instantly congested.

He slowly stretched out his hand, caressing the cheek that he missed that day and night.

Lips trembled for a long time.

"Yao'er..."

He uttered the two words that he had called thousands of times in his heart, but the owner of that name, the girl who most wanted to hear him call her so, could never hear it again.

Ye Chaoge covered his mouth and fell on Wei Yun's body crying. Mo Ci and Tian Xian'er, who had never left, hugged their heads and cried.

They didn't know this man, they had never seen him before.

But they just knew, knew who he was.

He is Le Yao's sweetheart!

That, Le Yao's sweetheart hidden in his heart.

There is a difference between life and death.

Farewell, never.

"Cover the coffin!"

The time has come.

"Le Yao..."

The coffin lid slowly slid up, covering Le Yao's face little by little.

With a bang, the lid of the coffin was tightly closed, leaving that bright and dazzling little girl inside forever.

Life and death will never be seen again.

"Funeral!"

Amid the cries of reluctance, the purple gold nanmu coffin was lifted out of the palace, got into the carriage, and set off for the imperial mausoleum.

Le Yao is the Princess of the princess, she is of the royal blood, and she will be buried in the royal tomb.

Ye Chaoge stood in the middle of the road, watching her little girl go away little by little.

With tears in her eyes, she seemed to see the little girl waving at her, smiling at her, and even saying to her: "Farewell to Chao Ge, if people have another life, we can still be friends, shall we?"

Ye Chaoge smiled, "Okay..."

Still be friends, friends forever and ever, friends who accompany each other to Huafa.

The regret in this life will continue in the next life.

Just, just...

In the next life!
Meanwhile, not far away.

Prince Chen, who had been missing for several days, was hiding in an alley with a cloak on his body.

He looked at the nanmu coffin containing his only daughter, his eyes were moist.

Le Yao is his only daughter. She has been doted on since she was a child, and she is real. She is afraid of falling when she holds it in her palm, and she is afraid of melting if she holds it in her mouth.

Once, he once thought that Le Yao would not only be his only daughter, but also his only heir.

Therefore, he never had extravagant thoughts, even if he was unwilling to be reconciled, he was always firmly suppressed, and even if he couldn't suppress it, he was just doing some small tricks in secret.

It was at this time that he selected Ye Sishu and sent Heifeng and Heinu over.

He knew that his good nephew Wei Yun liked that girl Ye Chaoge.

He wanted to see what step he could make, and also wanted to see what it would be like to turn Shangjing upside down.

At that time, he didn't think too much, he just wanted to have fun for himself and watch the excitement.

After all, even if he won the supreme position, after a hundred years, there will be no one to succeed him.

Of course, the concubine cannot be born again, so he can find another woman. He is the prince and the only younger brother of Emperor Xuanzheng. It couldn't be easier for a woman to bear children for him.

But he didn't.

It may be contradictory, but he really doesn't want to, he just wants to guard their mother and daughter.

He thought that this life was destined to be like this, but he didn't expect...

……

(End of this chapter)