Emperor Ning's voice suddenly became high-pitched, his dragon body trembled, and he chanted affectionately:

"Ten years of life and death are blurry,

If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it.

Thousands of miles of solitary grave... nowhere to speak of desolation.

Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other,

My face is covered with dust…and my temples are like frost.”

His face looked sad again, his voice became extremely low, tears filled his eyes, and the dragon robe on his body was trembling uncontrollably.

And at this moment, those people here, after listening to the emperor's affectionate recitation of the first half of the palace, suddenly felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

Like this autumn night rain.

It's like being in that autumn night rain.

"The dream comes at night and suddenly returns home,

Small window, dressing up.

They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the intestines will break every year,

On a bright moonlit night... short pine hills!"

After Emperor Ning chanted, he slowly lowered his hand, and the tears in his eyes finally couldn't stop flowing down.

His voice seemed to still be echoing in the empty hall, but everyone's minds were blank at the moment.

Because...this poem has already expressed all the emperor's thoughts about Queen Lu!

As soon as this word came out, Li Chenan's victory was determined.

This word not only fits the title, it also expresses mourning and sorrow vividly... Even if others hear it, they can't help but burst into tears.

The atmosphere here is extremely sad.

Suddenly, there was a wave of applause from outside.

A young eunuch rushed over, but he did not see the sadness on the emperor's face at this moment.
Chapter completed!