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Gu Qiancheng went back to the palace in a complicated mood. He tossed and turned for half a night before falling asleep.

One night later, the emperor took Gu Qiancheng to worship his ancestors and prayed for Su Sijin's peace.

The people in the capital watched the emperor's guard of honor leave, and they continued to talk about Su Sijin.

The vendors kept praying that Su Sijin was okay. Those who were hostile to Gu Qiancheng hoped that Su Sijin would die. That was a heavy blow to Gu Qiancheng!

The prince rode with him. He glanced at Gu Qiancheng side by side, pretended to be concerned and said, "it's okay even if you get smallpox. You don't have to worry."

"Not necessarily." Gu Qiancheng said calmly.

"That's true." The prince looked back at the carriage in which the emperor was sitting and said nothing more.

The party arrived at the imperial mausoleum smoothly. However, the weather was not beautiful. It seemed that it was going to rain.

There is no turning back arrow when the bow is opened. The emperor must complete the ancestor worship today whether it rains or not.

Everyone came to the mountain at the risk of being poured by the rain. Gu Qiancheng completed the ancestor worship according to the instructions.

At this time, a blast of thunder sounded in the sky, startling the people present.

The prince frowned and said, "it was always sunny to come to worship our ancestors before. We were fine when we first came. Why was there thunder?"

"Eighty percent of the ancestors don't like me, do you want to say that?" Gu Qiancheng points out the meaning of the prince's words in public.

The prince's face was stiff: "how could it be?"

"It doesn't matter." Gu Qiancheng doesn't care about his ancestors.

The emperor looked at the prince unhappily: "all right, don't look for trouble day by day, go back quickly!"

"Yes."

Everyone went down the mountain. It's strange that the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

The accompanying officials looked at the future and felt that the thunder explosion was a lightning warning given to him by his ancestors.

However, no one dares to say if you want to return.

The scenery along the way was good, and the emperor was in a particularly good mood. It can be seen that he didn't care about the thunder.

Naturally, the prince didn't dare to say anything more. He could see that he was like picked up outside. It's not worth mentioning.

Walking, I don't know where the sound of Pipa came from, but also accompanied by a woman's desolate singing.

The emperor stopped the carriage and listened. When he heard the separation of yin and Yang in the song, he immediately thought of the Dead Princess Xiao, the love of his life.

"Who is singing?" Asked the emperor.

The bodyguard jumped to a high place and pointed to the pavilion in the distance: "emperor, there is a woman singing in the pavilion over there."

"Go and have a look." The emperor's curiosity was brought up.

Gu Qiancheng's eyes are slightly narrowed. Such a sudden wild road is either arranged by others or not a serious person. A good girl will never sing in a deserted place.

The emperor's guard of honor came to the pavilion. He opened the curtain and saw the women singing with veils in the pavilion.

After a while, the lyrics changed: "I wonder if my poor son has been bullied by others. My mother's heart is restless when it falls into the yellow spring... Return to the world ~ ~ ~ just to see my poor son..."

Gu Qiancheng is embarrassed. Why is the lyrics a bit like mapping yourself?

The emperor got down from the carriage and held Zhao Huaide's arm to the pavilion.

When the woman saw someone coming, the music stopped suddenly.

The emperor looked straight at the woman and successfully showed her a red face.