Arrogant General Hard To Pursue

In such a large palace, who knows what the mood of the people inside is?

Maybe he was bored. Zhuo Yukun was not interested in doing anything.

The servants nearby also found that the prince's face didn't seem to be very good today, but they didn't dare to ask one or two. After all, they were also afraid of "disaster coming out of the mouth".

Walking in the palace, Zhuo Yukun thought that as a lord, he didn't really like people outside. There was no one in the palace who dared to talk to him.

A maid brought the freshly made cakes.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhuo Yukun felt that he still had to figure out some things, and he might not get any results in the palace. After all, no one would dare to talk to him.

The people next to him saw the prince walking suddenly and hurried forward to ask him where he was going.

For these servants, Zhuo Yukun can feel that they are very disgusting, because no matter what they want to do, they seem to want to ask clearly. They don't know who their master is. They dare to act so boldly and ask about their whereabouts unscrupulously.

After all, these servants were ordered by the Empress Dowager and the emperor to take good care of Lord Yong. Naturally, they were very interested in his actions.

With theout much explanation, Zhuo Yukun directly asked his servants to prepare a horse for him.

But the housekeeper kept on asking the Lord, "Lord, where are you going now? The weather is not very good today. Although spring has arrived, it has not yet warmed up. You might as well have a good rest in the palace. After all, your body is just right. "

After a cold look at the housekeeper, Zhuo Yukun said, "where will the king go in the future? I have to tell you more."

"I dare not." The housekeeper said quickly.

Zhuo Yukun said, "hurry to prepare the horse."

Hearing what the LORD said, the housekeeper knew that he was angry today. After all, the Lord's anger has been growing recently. I think he must be dissatisfied with their servants.

The servant next to him looked at the embarrassed housekeeper and hurriedly led the horse to stop beside the Lord.

Zhuo Yukun took one side of the reins, directly turned over and mounted the horse and left the palace.

Several people want to follow, but unfortunately, they can't.

The horses galloped along the road as if they had no purpose at all.

For many things, Zhuo Yukun still doesn't understand what happened, so he has to find out.

However, most people dare not talk to Lord Yong. After all, the emperor and the Empress Dowager are still there. Although the Lord holds great military power, I'm afraid he doesn't even know what power he has in his own hands.

Maybe he couldn't find it elsewhere. Zhuo Yukun thought that the dead man might know something.

Some people cry in front of others and want to get a place in others' hearts while others forget their memories.

Zhuo Yukun sent someone to check. He had indeed been to Yongzhou, and Yuan Yan was also in Yongzhou at that time, and there were traces of "tourism" and "car". After he left, Yuan Yan soon came to the capital.

But other things can't be found out. Is this a good thing or a bad thing.

Zhuo Yukun couldn't find a trace of many things he had done before. He could only think of letting nature take its course and then trying to solve them.

The horse stopped in front of a cemetery.

The words "the tomb of Princess Yong" are engraved on the cemetery to show the identity of the tomb owner, but what are the people like here? King Yong standing outside didn't know.

Zhuo Yukun looked at the cemetery. Although it was gorgeous, it always gave people a feeling that it didn't live up to its name.

On both sides of the cemetery, almost no one passed by. This place is too desolate.

Many people in Zhuo Yukun's mind say that he has deep feelings for the princess, but the bleak scenery here is not quite like the place where his beloved lives.

Although the cemetery is richly decorated, there is not even a tomb keeper on both sides.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhuo Yukun doesn't know whether he chose a cemetery for himself, but this place is not close to the mountain and the water. That is, the cemetery looks more exquisite. Can't he even decide the location of the cemetery? Did the princess die first? That's why I was buried here in a hurry.

There are some cakes and drinks beside the cemetery.

Zhuo Yukun couldn't help but wonder who came to visit his princess. He hasn't even heard any news. Moreover, as the tomb of the princess, others offer sacrifices. Is it right to inform the palace?

Those cakes still have this heat. The wine beside them has not been dried on the ground, and there are just cleaned marks on the ground. Maybe this person has just left

Zhuo Yukun didn't remember who he met on his journey, but thought that this person should not be from his own palace. After all, he looked at the whole palace as if he was the only master, not even a concubine room.

From the quiet and lonely tomb, it seems that there are sad songs one after another. No one can guess what the dead man is thinking.

This is not the first time Zhuo Yukun has come to see her, but every time he doesn't feel familiar with this place. Maybe he has never been here. At least after amnesia, he doesn't remember this place at all.

The words "Tomb of Princess Yong" seemed like a mockery. After all, King Yong outside didn't know who it was.

Zhuo Yukun didn't remember when he married Princess Yong and how long he lived with her, nor did he know what kind of position this woman should be in his heart.

But the people in the cemetery have long died, and perhaps even the bones have slowly decayed. How can we answer the doubts of the living man?

Slowly squatting down, Zhuo Yukun went to see the cake. It looked exquisite. I don't know who was so careful. As for the wine, it seemed to be a good wine.

Unfortunately, no matter how good things are at this time, those who have lost their lives can't use them again. Maybe they can't even see them.

Zhuo Yukun couldn't help saying, "what kind of person are you? If you are still alive, will you tell the truth to the king and solve his doubts?"

Only a spring breeze came, with the remaining cold of winter.

Zhuo Yukun looked at the wind blowing the white sail next to him, blowing away the warm white smoke of cakes, but he couldn't dry the water marks on the ground.

I'm afraid people need to feel whether there will be people's thoughts in the wind.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Yukun has no way to feel it. He can only wait for the fog to unravel one day, and he can think of everything, so that he will not be overwhelmed by what is happening now and be forced to accept other people's words.