Chapter 1158 Tuoba Sheng, Goodbye! (3)

Yuyao raised her hand and wiped her tears indiscriminately, and murmured: "Your Majesty—"

Tuoba Sheng nodded at her, then raised a hand and stretched it out in front of her: "I will take you back to the palace~"

Yuyao lowered her head, looked at the wide and fair palm motionlessly, and was inviting herself.

There were still tears in her eyes, she raised her head uncertainly, and glanced at Tuoba Sheng, but the man in front of her eyes was extremely devout and serious.

Yuyao laughed immediately, and didn't say anything more, just repeated the same movements as him, raised her arm, and placed her petite palm on top of his big palm.

Then, he and her clasped their fingers together tightly.

The setting sun gradually set, casting a shadow behind the gate of the capital.

There are only the shadows of the two people who are far away, stretched very long, as if walking side by side.

Tuoba Sheng turned his head, and looked up at the direction of Prince Chen's Mansion for the last time. Around his waist, hanging was still the other half of the jade pendant that was given to Qian Duoduo, but it symbolized the gift of engagement!

Qian Duoduo, goodbye~ Tuoba Sheng, goodbye~

(PS: At this point, little Tuoba has a happy ending~ As for Ah San, I really don’t know what to do~ Do you guys have any ideas?)

——Duoer dividing line——

In the Longhua Hall of the Nanzhao Palace——

Long Yutian stood in front of the window, staring at a grotesque abstract painting hanging on the wall.

With the afterglow of the setting sun shining on his back, not only did it not add a trace of gentleness to this man, but it seemed that his long figure was even more desolate.

A green jade hairpin held tightly in his hand, its luster has dimmed slightly, and its old appearance is enough to prove that it has been touched thousands of times in countless nights.

At this time, Fuzi also came out from the Prince Chen's mansion, and the first thing he did was to rush back to reply to Long Yutian.

He stood quietly at the gate of the palace, watching the emperor's eyes fixed on the painting, motionless in a daze.

Fuzi was still wondering that Long Yutian dismissed so many royal painters in the palace, but he had a special liking for this painting, which looked like a ghost who had been cast into the 18th hell.

There was even one time when a court lady accidentally touched the portrait while cleaning the palace, she was dragged down by Long Yutian on the spot and severely punished by 30 boards.

Only then did Fuzi know that this portrait was a self-portrait drawn by Chen Wangfei Qian Duoduo for Long Yutian, and it was called "The Death of the Long Family Asan".

Unexpectedly, this has become a treasure that the emperor can't touch.

Fuzi sighed slightly, and when he was hesitating whether to go in, Long Yutian heard his sigh, recovered himself first, turned his head, and just asked indifferently: "How is the matter going? "

Fuzi also had no time to dodge, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked forward, and returned cautiously: "Report to the emperor, your servant has already read out your will in public in the Chenwang Mansion, and everyone in the Chenwang Mansion can feel your greatness and grandeur. Thanks Dade's!"

Long Yutian hummed, looked at the painting again, and after a while, asked, "Where's Duoer? How is she? I didn't go to congratulate her on her wedding, is she angry?" ?”