Chapter 585 The villain is the queen (End)
The man's long eyelashes paused for a moment, then he bent down and hugged Zhou Ye tighter.
"I'm still sorry..."
In order to save her, Hu Jun really lost his mind.
He knew that the method of nourishing people with blood was ridiculous and baseless, but he still stubbornly tried it, with only one ten thousandth of hope in his heart to give it a try. Unfortunately, in the end, she still had to leave.
Hu Jun looked very sad.
Zhou Ye only had enough strength to look at him quietly, and there were waves of unspeakable emotions in his heart.
She couldn't explain it, it was an emotion she had never felt before.
This time she didn't delve into what was going on with her, she just looked at him silently.
"You look good..."
Zhou Ye's voice became weaker and weaker.
She stretched out her hand, but Hu Jun grabbed it halfway, brought it to her, and pressed it tightly against her face.
The man was shaking all over.
"Don't cry...life and death are inevitable, the next life..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ye's hand fell softly from Hu Jun's palm and fell weakly on the floor, his fingertips pale.
Hu Jun leaned down, hugged her tightly, and helplessly buried his face in the woman's neck, trembling silently.
This was the first time in his life that he cried.
It was also the last time in his life that he shed tears.
In April of that year, the Empress Dowager passed away.
The whole country mourned, and the entire imperial mausoleum was once again hung with white silk, the soul-calling flags floated in the air, and the golden silk satin made a rustling sound.
In the imperial mausoleum, in the coffin of the Empress Dowager, a woman wearing a red phoenix robe lay quietly. Under the bright red makeup, the woman's face was calm.
There is a body lying next to the woman, also wearing a red robe, with an indifferent and delicate face that is extremely calm. The man has his eyes closed, and like the woman, he puts one hand on his chest and the other on his side.
The two held hands tightly. When the coffin was being closed, several black-clothed secret guards lifted the heavy coffin lid together and pushed it to the end bit by bit.
After everything was done, the eunuch who had been waiting outside the imperial mausoleum shouted.
"Lift the coffin!!"
The empress dowager's coffin was not buried next to the late emperor. Instead, she chose a secluded place behind the emperor's mausoleum and was buried alone.
Zhou Xiong guarded the mausoleum for three years, and finally left the capital alone and returned to the northern wilderness.
This year was the time when the northern border gained peace, and a letter was sent from the capital to the northern wilderness.
When he opened the envelope, Zhou Xiong was sitting on the southern slope of the snow-capped mountains in the north, quietly watching the ice and snow melt.
Looking at every word in the letter, the man's eyes were red, his beard was trembling, and his rough and broad palms were gently rubbing each word on the envelope.
General Zhou Xiong personally opened the ceremony.
The envelope has arrived in person, and the general is well. The seal should be unsealed three years later. I was afraid that the general would be sad, so I sent someone to deliver the letter today.
The junior ordered that he be buried together with Zhou Ye without the general's consent, and he asked the general for his understanding.
Although I have been sitting on the dragon chair for more than ten years, when I was buried, I just wanted to be an ordinary and unknown person and be buried with Zhou Ye. The imperial mausoleum was cold and the road to the underworld was long. I was afraid that Zhou Ye would be alone and scared, so I committed suicide with him. I am very sincere and hope that General Zhou can forgive me after reading this letter.
Final signature.
Junior: Hu Jun.
From the beginning to the end, Hu Jun never regarded himself as the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. Between the lines, he was just an infatuated ordinary man.
Zhou Xiong has a lot of prejudice against Hu Jun, and he doesn't like this man very much from the beginning to the end.
To this day, he still has nothing to say.
Zhou Xiong smiled bitterly, folded the letter gently, and looked up at the sky in the distance.
The ice and snow are melting, and spring is coming in the north.
(End of chapter)