The demon queen seduces the cold emperor

Chapter 206 Returning to the palace, I heard the bad news ([-])
"Yunhe..."

Chu Muyuan's lips moved, and he looked at Chu Yunhe hesitantly, "You...don't think about Xiao Chuzi anymore, he..."

"Father!" Chu Yunhe's expression changed, he stepped closer, stared at Chu Muyuan and asked in a sad voice: "Father, what did you do to my son while he was away for a few days? Did you... Did you kill him?"

"Yunhe!" Chu Muyuan immediately tensed up when he heard this, "I never touched him, you heard it right, there was indeed a fire in the palace, and it was the respect room, and what's more, Xiao Chuzi's room was on fire The fire was too fierce, it was too late to save him, he was burnt to a scorched corpse!"

"What, what! Father, you... You are lying to my son, right? Hehe, father, you are the king of a country, you can't joke..." Chu Yunhe's face suddenly turned pale, and after being shocked, Suddenly he laughed, looked down at Chu Muyuan, and asked softly.

Chu Muyuan's heart began to sink, and he glanced sideways at Lu Kaiming. Lu Kaiming understood, and hurriedly reached out to help him stand up, looked at Chu Yunhe, and slowly reached out to hold his shoulder, "Yunhe, father What I said is not a joke, Xiao Chuzi is indeed dead, and his body is now parked in Dagong Temple, where you want to bury him is up to you!"

The body swayed slightly, the blood on Chu Yunhe's face was completely gone, he looked at Chu Muyuan in disbelief, his thin lips kept trembling, but he couldn't make a sound, Lu Kaiming worriedly stretched out his hand to hold him, He said in a low voice: "Eighth Prince, there was a fire suddenly at night, and it was too late when the servants heard the news and hurried away, and finally only took back Xiao Chuzi's body so that his bones would not be left. Eighth Prince, please forgive me! "

"No...impossible! Little Chuzi can't die. I promised him that I would take him to Putuo Temple to see peach blossoms. How could he die?" Chu Yunhe still didn't believe it, and turned his eyes to Lu Kaiming , seems to question, but also seems to comfort himself, the forced smile makes people look cold and sad.

"Yunhe, you can't be resurrected after death. You must think about it. Bury Xiao Chuzi generously. Although it's cold today, it's been four or five days. It's not suitable to leave it for a long time. I have ordered the monk of Dagong Temple to give him a supersedation." It should be reincarnated as a human being!"

Chu Muyuan sighed and said, Xiao Chuzi's death made him half happy and half sad, his goal had not been achieved yet, so he died a bit early, which made him worry; and such a natural death could make Chu Yunhe feel uneasy. Being obsessed with masculinity again makes him very happy, but it can save him a lot of trouble in the future.

"Little Chuzi...Little Chuzi..." After murmuring twice, Chu Yunhe finally believed that what he heard was not a joke, his body swayed violently again, almost falling to the ground, Lu Kaiming held him tightly Looking at him, anxious, "Eighth Prince, I will send you to Yongle Palace to rest for a while."

"Do not--"

Chu Yunhe suddenly roared, swung his arms, broke away from Lu Kaiming and Chu Muyuan, and rushed out of the upper study like crazy!

"Yunhe!"

Chu Muyuan shouted anxiously, and quickly followed to the door, but Chu Yunhe was nowhere to be seen!
"Lu Kaiming! Urgently call King An Ning and King An Xuan into the palace and order them to appease Yun He, hurry up! Hurry up! I'm afraid that child will do something stupid!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

In the courtyard of the respect room, the minister of the Ministry of Industry is personally supervising the work, and a hundred craftsmen are rushing to rebuild the residence. Suddenly, a figure in brocade clothes rushed over with light work, and everyone was stunned in place!
Looking at the ruin-like scene, Chu Yunhe froze as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened blankly, his thin lips trembled, and he roared hoarsely, "Little Chuzi!"

"Little Chuzi—"

"Little Chuzi—"

The workers were so horrified that they forgot to say hello, and only heard the heart-piercing roar piercing through the sky and breaking their eardrums!

His voice became hoarse, and Chu Yunhe stood there as if he had lost his soul. His face was as white as paper, and he collapsed. what!"

He remained silent, as if he had never heard it, and stood motionless for an unknown how long, until Chu Yunze and Chu Yunxuan rushed over and supported him from left to right. Anxiety arose immediately, and Chu Yunze said: "Eighth brother, little Chuzi... he should have this calamity in his life. You and him are deeply in love, so you buried him earlier and burned more paper thread for him." , don't be too sad, Xiao Chuzi, if anyone knows how to see you like this, he will be uneasy!"

"That's right, eighth brother, the poor little Chuzi...was actually burned to death by the fire, but since he's gone, no matter how sad he is, he can't be brought back to life, you have to take care of yourself!" Chu Yunxuan was struggling with her eyebrows. Thinking of that scorched corpse, and then thinking of Xiao Chuzi's appearance before he was alive, he felt a sense of horror in his heart.

"Dagong Temple... Is Xiao Chuzi's body parked in Dagong Temple?" Chu Yunhe's thin lips twitched, and asked lightly.

"Ah."

"I'll go see him!"

As soon as Chu Yunhe turned around, he walked out quickly. He walked in such a hurry that he didn't even care about the road. Chu Yunze and Chu Yunxuan were always worried that he would fall, so they hurriedly followed him.

Dagong Temple is located on the Phoenix Mountain in the city. When they arrived in an hour, Chu Yunhe jumped off his horse and galloped into the temple. Guided by the monk, he arrived at a meditation room behind the temple. What caught his eye was a long table with a Incense candlesticks, a brazier, two monks were sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting scriptures on transgression with clasped hands, and behind the long table, there was a black coffin parked impressively.

"Little Chuzi!"

Chu Yunhe called out with a trembling voice, stepped forward, and slowly stretched out his hand to caress the coffin, tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes, "Xiao Chuzi... I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you, blame me, blame me ..."

"Eighth brother!" Chu Yunze stepped forward, wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say, so he pursed his lips tightly and just looked at him quietly.

"If you have a confidant in life, what can you ask for? Little Chuzi, you, how can you leave me...Let me be lonely..."

Chu Yunhe muttered to himself, feeling extremely sad, Chu Yunxuan took the cushion, helped him sit down, and looked after him together with Chu Yunze.

The sun was in the west, and after being forced to eat vegetarian food, Chu Yunhe continued to sit in front of the coffin, saying that he was tired, so he didn't say a word, just sat quietly.

Chu Yunze was really worried, and when he was not paying attention, he touched his sleeping point, and together with Chu Yunxuan carried him into the temple's wing to rest.

They didn't dare to take a step away, they took turns guarding for the whole night, when Chu Yunhe woke up at dawn, the acupoints had been broken automatically, and they went back to the meditation room without saying a word, the monks had already carried the coffin out of the room door, The sub-wreaths are prepared in a courtyard.

"Just be buried in Phoenix Mountain."

"Yes, the Eighth Prince!"

When they were sent out of the temple gate, Chu Yunli and Chu Yunlan unexpectedly came. Without saying anything to each other, they walked to the back mountain together in silence, watched the monks dig the tomb, put the coffin in, and the burial was completed.

Paper money flew into the air, and the few people stood still for a long time, silent.

"Eighth brother, where are you going?" Seeing Chu Yunhe turn back and leave, Chu Yunze asked hurriedly.

"Go back to the Eighth Prince's Mansion."

Without looking back, he dropped a few words, Chu Yunhe's Xiao Suo's back stood upright in the wind, froze for a moment, and strode away.

(End of this chapter)