"But, don't lose hope. Is it okay to believe in the right path in the world?" Ming Xiuwen said softly.

Although they don’t meet often, Ming Xiuwen’s eyes are like a torch and he knows everything in his heart.

Yun Dai choked up and said, "I know."

"Yan'er and Xiaoer are both your sons. My uncle believes that you can solve this problem well. Although my uncle doesn't want to work hard, the stronger his ability, the heavier the responsibility. Don't evade your own responsibilities. Take it on."

"Okay, I will. If I don't escape from me, I will take responsibility."

"Uncle believes in you."

Ming Xiuwen slowly let out a breath, then slowly closed his eyes.

He passed away like this.

He walked so peacefully and peacefully, as if he was just a nap in the afternoon.

But for those who are still alive, there is endless sadness.

The descendants of the Ming family knelt in the yard, crying.

Yunde pulled his uncle's hand and cried for a long time until he felt the temperature on his hand completely disappear.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and finally took a look at her uncle's appearance, and turned around and left.

Mingmin grabbed her: "Dai'er, where are you going?"

Yun Dai turned around and hugged her, tears fell on her clothes, "Mom, uncle is gone."

Mingmin patted her on the back: "Don't be sad."

Yun Dai couldn't be sure whether Mingmin was confused or sober at this time.

She seemed to understand, but she didn't.

If she understood, why didn't shed tears?

But if she is confused, she will mutter and tell her not to be sad, and she will still come back if she dies.

Those incoherent and incoherent words are strange and soothing.

The elders around him left one by one, and now there is only one Mingmin who is sometimes sober and sometimes confused.

Next is the funeral.

Ming Xiuwen was a Zhongyong Marquis. After his death, his title was naturally inherited by his eldest son Mingjing.

The Mansion of Zhongyong Hou or Zhongyong Hou is just a change of people over generations.

After Ming Xiuwen passed away, Ming Jing followed his father's last wish and was unwilling to tell Ming Wei, who was far away in Canglan Town, for fear that he would affect his emotions, that he would be distracted and unable to concentrate on fighting.

But Yun Dai insisted on sending the news.

She believed that Mingwei was not such a fragile person.

He couldn't know that his biological father passed away, and this was a cruel thing.

It was snowing heavily in Canglan Town.

Mingwei received Yun Dai's letter and shed tears on the letter paper.

He walked out of the tent, knelt down towards Kyoto, and kowtowed three times.

"My son is unfilial and cannot serve his father. But the son will definitely calm down the war and comfort his father's spirit in heaven!"

...

After the New Year and after the mourning period of Ming Xiuwen ended, Yun Dai began to arrange for Zhao Yuanjing and Yan'er to meet.

During this period, Yun Dai lived in the palace.

As long as it was because of her uncle's funeral, she promised her uncle that she would no longer evade her responsibilities. She could not let the fight between several children.

She also agreed to her uncle to bring Mingcheng back safely.

Of course, she never gave up on seclusion.

But she needs to wait until she has solved all these things.

During the time he lived in the palace, Zhao Yuanjing would occasionally dress up as a guard to see her, and sometimes he would also dress up as a eunuch.

The main purpose of dressing up as a eunuch is to make her happy.

But his nonsense caused some gossip in the palace.

It is said that someone saw the Queen Mother and a guard were intimate, and even held hands and missed the report.
Chapter completed!