Emperor Hongwen shouted softly, and everyone slowed down and quietly, like an adventure in the mountains.

Away from afar, several Taoist temples are outside.

The colors are not bright and simple. The courtyard has been recently entered, and the famous Taoist figures from all ages are enshrined in the middle.

Emperor Hongwen has been here once.

But, nothing was found.

This time, he came quietly, and his heart was thumping, as if an unexpected visit was unexpected - the closer he got, the more uneasy he became.

From afar, the bells came from the Taoist temple.

Morning bells and evening drums.

The sunset is in the sky.

Everything seems so lonely.

Emperor Hongwen suddenly stopped.

He held his breath and stopped the guards.

I quietly walked to the mountainside in front.

It was a huge ancient pine, and it was perfect only if it was just a crane.

He dared not speak loudly, and did not dare to take another step forward.

Because he saw a man standing in the lonely mountain, looking out from afar.

His figure is integrated with the brown color of the ancient pine.

So vicissitudes.

Because he was facing his back, Emperor Hongwen could not see his face clearly. He only saw his stop waist, a strand of hair as white as snow, drifting in the wind, so desolate.

At the foot of the mountain is a palace with mountains and mountains. From top to bottom, the Queen Mother's Cining Palace, Xuanwu Palace, and then the palaces of the ministers... Where is he looking?

It seemed as if he had been standing here all his life, never moving his footsteps.

immortal!

That snow-white hair.

It seems to be the best proof.

Emperor Hongwen's heart trembled.

first!

The first time I got so close - just like an occasional trance on the edge of the Dripping Cliff.

It was just a dream at the beginning, but unexpectedly, now it is in front of me.

Only through his back, the big hat on his head.

It seems that he has worn such a hat all year round.

Why is this?

It was an extremely familiar feeling.

When he got familiar with it, he couldn't believe that this was a real feeling.

He approached with ease.

For some reason, it has a sense of awe.

Because, the back is familiar.

That feels familiar.

In fact—he is also the one he wants to meet.

Even the last side.

However, at this moment, he stopped moving, as if he was a kind of shame that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

Suddenly I remembered Fangfei, that lingering night... I remembered my father!

Father!

My own father!

From the desperate situation, take yourself step by step and help the throne.

At this time, where is the tomb of the father?

It seemed as if I had understood why Fangfei refused herself so much.

Once and again, even a man in his first love will not feel the memory at all - it even goes against human nature.

At this moment, what he couldn't figure out in the past seemed to suddenly understand.

My mood suddenly became clear.

The people under the ancient pineapple seemed to feel something.

His back suddenly became so stiff.

Just like a voyeur - as if he is the voyeur, watching the hustle and bustle all over the ground.

When did you get the news?

Yesterday? Today? Or a premonition?

This summer, they came very late - almost just arrived in Beiwudang. In order to wait for His Majesty the Supreme Emperor to return with triumphant return. Therefore, even the vacation practices in Beiwudang have changed.

In his heart, he didn't know if it was jealousy or regret.

Perhaps, none of these are just unreasonable sadness.

It seems that after a long, long time, thousands of years, I can't see those two people - Fangfei and Hong'er... For so many years, he can watch them day and night, light and dark, and care about them.

Unexpectedly, this year has passed, and goodbye is so far away.

God knows how long he has been suffering in order to wait until this summer.

So, when she heard the news, she didn't dare to go out-even Hong'er didn't dare to meet. At that time, she was already the Empress Dowager, Hong'er was already the little emperor, and even if she wanted to meet, she wouldn't be

That's so easy.

In my heart, it feels so bitter.

But no matter how bitter it is, how can you get along with the footsteps behind you?

That was a terrible intuition.

It's like a person who has been seen through the details.

It's like a person caught.

He heard such steps - light, lack of energy, and even a hint of panic... Oh my God, that's his son!!

It's his own son!!

He couldn't even look back.

My body has always been leaning against the ancient pines, and I would rather live here in my own future - I would rather not be the Cining Palace where the Empress Dowager lives.

However, the footsteps were so close - as close as a war.

Then, silently.

Emperor Hongwen quietly knelt down.

The knees were pressing against a lot of lush grass, making a beeping sound.
Chapter completed!