"Prince Jun Linzhao is the foundation of the world. He is humble and kind, possesses both political integrity and talent. He deeply respects me and will be able to inherit the throne and inherit the throne. I have retired to the Mingshou Palace to take care of my old age, and hereby announce this to all the envoys in the world." As soon as the imperial decree came out, all the civil and military officials present finally realized what had happened. Emperor Yongping passed the throne to Crown Prince Jun Linzhao, and he became the Supreme Emperor and went to Mingshou Palace to take care of himself. Jun Chengxiao is nearly fifty, and what little beard he has left is still black. In fact, at his age, he has no problem being the emperor for ten years. Even the civil and military officials did not expect that he would pass the throne to the prince so early. After hearing the imperial edict, the leading prime minister and the general immediately took the lead in kneeling down to worship the new king. "I am here to see you, Your Majesty. Long live my Emperor." "Long live my emperor, long live long live..." For a moment everyone knelt down and shouted long live. Looking at the civil and military officials kneeling in the hall, Jun Linzhao raised his hand to signal. "Everyone loves you for your health..." Jun Linzhao looked at the civil and military officials of the court, and then at his well-fitting dragon robe, and couldn't help complaining about how fast his father ran. He just got married yesterday, and today he was forced to become emperor. Even the dragon robe he wore was tailor-made for him, and it looked like it had been planned for a long time. As for his father, it is said that he took his mother out of the palace in a carriage early this morning before dawn.
Only one other letter was left to him and his sister, the content of which is as follows. "Zhaoer, I am already old. I want to accompany your mother to see the outside world while my body is still strong. The return date is uncertain, so take good care of your princess. If you come back from Linxiang without a hair, I will kill you." The new emperor wanted to cry and faint in the toilet. He was really his biological child, and he thought he could take a break during the two days of his wedding, but he didn't expect his father to run away so fast. I just got married yesterday, and today I left a piece of edict and ran away. Thinking of being called up to change clothes early this morning, I had mixed feelings. Especially when I saw the edict, my heart felt so cold. In the 20th year of Yongping of Dongcheng Kingdom, the new emperor succeeded to the throne and changed the name to Jianxing. This year is called the first year of Jianxing. At the same time, a carriage was driving slowly on an official road far away from Yunjing. Beside the carriage were a few plain-clothed guards on horseback, making the journey a light one. At this time, in the carriage, a slender man was lazily leaning on the soft couch. He held the woman leaning in his arms with one hand, with a smile in his eyes. He looked very casual, but he gave people a dignified and deep feeling for no reason. He wore an eyepatch over his right eye as always, so only one eye could be seen. At this moment, he was holding a beautiful woman in his arms. She was sitting next to him, but her body was now lying in his arms, as if she hadn't woken up. The two people on the carriage were naturally Jun Chengxiao and Jiang Xianyun. He went to bed too late last night and got up too early today, so after arriving on the carriage, Jiang Xianyun leaned in Jun Chengxiao's arms and slept, quietly and not wanting to move. She had been sleeping lightly, and when she woke up, she was already far away from the imperial capital. The weather is very good today, the sun is shining, and the carriage can travel easily on the road. There are white clouds floating in the blue sky. Not far away are beautiful mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant... Seeing that the person in his arms was awake, he rested his chin on his hand and raised his eyes to look at him. Jun Chengxiao smiled and said, "Madam." He stroked her hair with his hand, a smile in his eyes. "How did you sleep?" "Still asking me." Jiang Xianyun rolled his beautiful eyes at her. "You rub your waist for me and you feel exhausted. You have no strength in your body." Hearing what she said, Jun Chengxiao couldn't help but chuckle. "Okay, I'll rub it for you." He said softly in her ear: "You can't blame me for this, it's your fair skin and beauty that attracted me..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Xianyun stretched out his hand and pinched her gently. On his neck. "He also said, believe it or not, I murdered my husband." He chuckled.
He stretched out his hand to caress her cheek and responded. "Okay." He said, tightening his hand on her waist, turning over and gently pressing her on the carriage couch, approaching her and lowering his voice. "Screaming master, don't say it's my life. My whole body is yours." "Pfft, you are possessed by your domineering president. You made me laugh to death. Get out of here." She smiled tenderly and reached out to hammer him a few times. Down. With his hands on her side, Jun Chengxiao looked at her condescendingly, his eyes burning. "If you don't go away, my husband will stick to you for the rest of his life. You will never get rid of me in this life and the next life." Hearing what he said so loudly, Jiang Xianyun looked at him blankly. Suddenly, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable and tears fell from his eyes. Reaching out to hold his neck, Jiang Xianyun smiled. She looked at him and said, "Okay, if you can find me again in the next life, of course I will." Seeing her suddenly crying. Jun Chengxiao frowned and reached out to wipe her tears. "Why are you crying?" Jiang Xianyun shook his head slightly, "It's okay, I just feel uncomfortable thinking that we may not meet each other in the next life. I don't know why the tears fell." Jun Chengxiao couldn't laugh or cry. "Oh, I thought it was a big deal, and I cried. It's okay. I'm just saying that people don't know what they want to do in the next life. The next life, and the next life, and all the lifetimes are all unreal. Those I don’t force it, I just want to stay with Yun Niang and grow old together in this life. Even if people really have a next life, it will no longer be who I am now." He reached out and poked his face. Jiang Xianyun suddenly smiled brightly, and she poked his face with her finger. She looked at his face carefully. He was nearly fifty years old, probably because he was busy with government affairs all year round. So now he's starting to get gray hair on his head. She picked up a strand of his hair with her fingers and could see that one or two strands were not black. "Look at you, your hair is starting to grow gray." Glancing at his hair, he looked at her with aggrieved expression. "Do you dislike your husband?" "The ghost despises you. My husband just has white hair. In my opinion, he will still be the most handsome when he is seventy or eighty years old." He looked at her seriously and said softly: "You too, Yun Niang is always the most beautiful woman in my heart." He leaned down and kissed her between the eyebrows. His deep voice can still be heard in my ears. "Yunniang, I love you." "I know, we are an old married couple, you are not ashamed to say whether you love them or not." The carriage drove slowly towards the distance, and the voices of the two people could still be vaguely heard in the carriage. Sometimes, love doesn’t need to be spectacular, it’s so plain that it’s real… The wind blows. A few leaves fell from the trees on the roadside, and the carriage they were riding in gradually moved away until they disappeared... In this way, Jiang Xianyun followed Jun Chengxiao to many places and lived a very comfortable life. I'll start writing a story tomorrow,