The night comes gently, and the world is quiet.

Zhu Yunxiu was guarding the old man's bed, watching him slowly fall asleep with his eyes closed, and snoring.

He took down the old man's hand on his chest, tucked the quilt for him, picked up the palm fan and shook it slowly.

This position is not auspicious to sleep, and only dead people put their hands on their chests.

Suddenly, looking at the old man's peaceful face, a hint of satisfaction and happiness surged in his heart.

Yes, death cannot be stopped.

As children and grandchildren, isn’t it a kind of happiness to be able to accompany your close relatives and quietly walk the last journey?

Isn’t it a kind of luck to be able to stay by the old man, listen to his words, look at his smile, and feel the warmth in his palm?

How many people are busy traveling outside? I heard the bad news at home and rushed home anxiously, but what I saw was the coffin but the mourning hall. Even though I cried heart-wrenchingly, I could never call back Ciyan.

Companionship is a kind of happiness!

It is even more a responsibility to accompany your relatives to walk the rest of the road!

Death is inevitable, but regrets cannot be left behind!

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The old man was asleep, and Zhu Yunqiu slowly got up and walked out.

Park Bucheng, who was outside the door, heard the movement and continued to stay by the old man silently. Guo Ying was standing outside the door with his eyes as if he was a knife.

The night is quiet, with stars accompanied by moonlight.

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and silently stepped back at the palace servant, and walked aimlessly with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly, he found that the lights in the east side yard were still on, and there were still people in front of the window.

It was originally a Buddhist temple, which worshipped the Bodhisattva.

He walked over quietly, and when he got closer, he heard the intermittent sound inside.

"The Bodhisattva is above, Jing Long, the man who believes in the man, bows devoutly! He believes in the man who wishes to spend twenty years of his life in exchange for the Supreme Emperor, and he lives for a few more days!"

"Please ask the Bodhisattva to be pitiful and sincere, and his sincere heart is revealed. The faithful and sincere man is willing to donate all his property and reshape the golden body to all the gods in the temples all over the world!"

Li Jinglong knelt in front of the Buddha statue, and said, "Kowtow," and said, "Kowtow."

Then, he suddenly turned his head and saw Zhu Yunyu standing behind him.

A silent grin, tears like beads, "Emperor...Emperor!"

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"You have the will!"

Zhu Yunxiu sat on the stone bench and patted Li Jinglong on the shoulder, "I'm sorry!"

"I can only pray for the gods!" Li Jinglong was still crying, silently but tears continued, "I hope the heaven has eyes and the gods have knowledge."

"God?" Zhu Yunxiu looked up at the starry night sky, "Maybe there is, right?" and said with a bitter smile, "It should be! But since there is, why can't the gods be pity the world?"

As he said that, two lines of clear tears fell unconsciously.

If there were no gods, how could he, an irrelevant person, come to this era?

When he came, he changed a lot, changed many things and many people's fate, but he failed to change the old man's fate.

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxiu stood up suddenly and looked at the night sky blankly.

Li Jinglong also looked up and saw a meteor in the sky slowly crossing the sky, bringing out a wonderful arc, as if falling from the sky.

It fell very slowly, but illuminated the entire night sky, and the dark night had a moment of bright light.

The night sky flickers, and wherever the meteor passes, all the stars shine together.

Then, it disappeared.

Zhu Yun's feet ran wildly, chasing the track of the meteor, but could never be found again.

When he stood up, he would see tears, and a blank suddenly appeared among the stars in the night sky.

That should be the meteor, its original location.

"Grandpa Emperor, you are always the stars in the sky, and you want to illuminate the world..."

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxiu remembered what he said when he walked beside the old man's carriage that year.

On that day of that year, the old man held his hand and slowly walked up to the elixir stairs, slowly walking up to the supreme dragon throne. He declared the world that Zhu Yunyu, the emperor's grandson, was appointed as the grandson of the Ming Dynasty, and was in charge of the Eastern Palace to enrich the world and safeguard the world.

"The stars are falling!"

Zhu Yunxi murmured and sat on the ground with a thud.

"Emperor! Emperor!" Li Jinglong was shocked and rushed forward.

"The star has fallen!" Zhu Yunxiu pushed Li Jinglong's hand away, and tears were hanging on his pale face, "The star has fallen!"

"Your Majesty? Don't scare me!" Li Jinglong cried out, "Come! Come!"

The footsteps around him rang out instantly, and he was very panicked.

"Go away!" Zhu Yunxiu suddenly rushed from the ground and ran towards the old man's bedroom.

The stars are falling!

Grandpa Huang, you are the star in the sky!

The stars are falling!

This star fulfilled his mission and he fell!

When he left, all the stars were signaling him.

The stars are falling!

A blank appeared in the night sky...

"emperor!"

"Get out!"

Zhu Yun was like crazy, pushing away the person in front of him and running wildly.

At this moment, there was no thought in his mind, he was just going to run.

Run away and see the old man!

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Plop!

Zhu Yunxiu's feet hung on the threshold and fell down directly.

"emperor...."

Before the exclamation behind him fell, Zhu Yunxiu got up again.

But, he was stunned.

Standing there like a fool, his body trembling uncontrollably, and his face was no longer covered with blood.

Wuding Marquis Guo Ying did not stand in front of the door.

Instead, he knelt down and touched his head deeply to the ground.

"Emperor!" Li Jinglong chased after him, but was immediately pushed away by Zhu Yunsheng.

"Grandpa Emperor!"

Zhu Yunxi's voice was hoarse and hoarse. He stumbled forward like a helpless child, opening his hands, "Grandpa Emperor!"

Then, he settled in front of the old man's room again.

The whole person's mind was blank and petrified.

Park Bucheng knelt on the ground and gently helped the old man put his hands on his chest.

Then Park Bucheng turned his head, as if he had used all his strength and roared, "The Supreme Emperor, he has passed away!"

Buzz!

Zhu Yun's brain exploded.

"Brother!" Outside, Guo Ying was crying heart-wrenchingly.

"The Supreme Emperor!" Countless palace people knelt down crying.

"Grandpa Emperor!" Zhu Yunxiu called in a low voice and staggered forward.

"Grandpa Emperor!" He asked again tentatively and timidly.

"Grandpa Emperor?" He lay beside the old man and touched the old man's cold face.

"Grandpa Emperor!" He grabbed the old man's hand and stroked his cheek hard.

"Grandpa Emperor!" He cried out, "You lied to me! You didn't keep your word! You said you couldn't leave without seeing your sons! Why didn't you keep your word? You lied to me, get up, get up... The grandson still has a lot of things that didn't say to you!"
To be continued...