ZHAO JUREN'S LAST LOVE
CHAPTER 78. Go Home Once More

Xue Xue did not reply, she was about to say something but said no, when she realized that her words might hurt Zhao Juren's feelings. He could not tell how Zhao Li Sui died with her body hanging under the Wisteria tree, just above the grave that is said to be Jiu Fei's grave, the woman he separated from Zhao Juren as well as King Yanzhie a dozen years ago.

Zhao Juren's memories instantly flew at the palace of the Zhao nobility's residence, where she was raised as the son of Zhao Li Sui's older brother. She has really been dead a long time since the woman who gave birth to her threw it away and told the world she was dead. He was sick but he never felt vengeance at it, proof of Zhao Juren's soul was so hurt to hear the news of his mother's death.

The door shadow of his childhood home gradually closed, even the moonlight outside was blocked, an inch, a moment, a line, and finally dark. He stood in the doorway, his fingers holding the door leaf, the person behind the door for a very long time did not leave, the wind was a bit cold, blowing with a rustling sound, the shadows of the tree behind the door swayed, ferociously throwing shadows that swung at the window.

The time in the water clock gradually passed, finally, there were rattling footsteps, very slowly, very slowly,

but little by little, the further away it gets. The graceful shadow of her hard-faced mother felt increasingly distant.  The wind behind the window suddenly grew strong, even the door could not hold it, blowing coldly inward through the doorway, Zhao Juren as if looking at himself there, sticking his head on the door leaf, in the midst of the darkness, he slowly closed his eyes.

"You have to go home." That slow sentence broke Zhao Juren's daydream, it was Xue Xue's voice.

"I'll go with you." Add again, more slowly, sounding assertive and do not want to be rejected.

On the twenty-fifth day of the seventh month, a strong wind, yellow leaves fell on the ground of Yanzhie.  The hot weather suddenly felt a chill piercing to the bone, enveloping the outside and inside of the underground palace of the Zhao family.

The autumn is nearing its end, Zhao Juren has traveled three days and four nights to be in the city of Yubei. the distance that must be taken five days if he departs from the city of king Nanxing it can be shortened only in that time, after hearing the news of his mother's death. In fact, he left that afternoon when Xue Xue came home preparing to go with him.

"No, no, I don't want him coming with me, but I don't want him to delay my journey because of his presence. I want to go home sooner and hold my mother's body, I want to see my mother before being taken to the great cemeteries of the kings at the Zouhui temple. Even if I only see it from far away." That was the reason Zhao Juren had left Xue Xue so as not to leave with him.

He came straight to his residence palace, and found Li Jin alone there, too, as she hoped to find the body of the mother in Weiyan's palace in the mourning period of a deceased queen - in general but who she found, she said, no one seemed to be saddened by the death of someone who had served as the royal queen mother of Yanzhie for nearly a dozen years.

There are no three months of mourning for the people like the Yanzhie tradition, no tears like losing the figure of a person who is meritorious to the country, whatever Zhao Li Sui had done seemed meaningless after he had betrayed the country.

In the past, Empress Dowager Li Sui was a figure who was disinclined even the governors and clan heads more deeply bowed to the queen mother than to the king himself. And today when he discovered the palace had never received the body of the mother, he felt his heart hurt so deeply. However, Zhao Li Sui was his mother, blood ties even though the size of the distance would not be able to separate the feelings of a child from his mother.

"I've been waiting for you for a few days, young master. I knew the master would arrive sooner or later." Li Jin sat on the second floor of his palace by the river. He faced a candle and mourning incense with white clothes, like a child who is mourning for his mother even though there is no body in front of him except a set of clothes that Suri's mother ever wear Suri Li Sui during her reign in the office of mother suris.

Zhao Juren who was wrapped in her black clothes looked at the nanar on the pile of neatly folded clothes even with the crown of the greatness of the suripun mother was there.

Hurriedly Li Jin stood up and bowed to Zhao Juren.

"Where is the mother's body?" Zhao Juren asked Li Jin who could not hide her sadness.

Zhao Juren was silent, her eyes were hot but she did not want to cry. Never in history has a former queen mother been buried like most ordinary people, no mass mourning, no royal honors. The Queen Mother, as evil as the previous king's official wife, was she not entitled to a respectful burial?

"Sir..." Li Jin handed a paper to Zhao Juren, folded neatly, a letter.

"What's this?" Zhao Juren's forehead was wrinkled.

"Letter from Her Majesty the empress." Li Jin replied short.

Zhao Juren accepted it, without asking again she opened the letter,

Prince Yan Juren, Prince Yan,

Don't hate your sister Yan Yue for your death, Your Majesty has great respect for Suri's mother despite whatever has happened behind her back, and I'm sorry I couldn't properly report your mother's death, but I know this letter will reach you in time. The funeral of Suri's mother Zhao Li Sui was handed over to the Zhao family, after spending a week in Sunyen's temple. Do not worry, he has been prayed will be well and worthy. The palace can't make the honors it should, hopefully you can take it. I believe you must have come home to pay her last respects. Zhao Palace is not a place of concern if you want to return. You can continue to visit his tomb freely if it is not in the palace environment. Pray to him, the fault of the parents may be in the responsibility of his son but the prayer of his son will bring calm to his parents despite being in a different nature. May you understand, the body does not need titles and honor but it will mean receiving love and respect from his family. Again Do not hold a grudge against His Majesty, he has tried to carry out his duties.

from me, from me,

Zhao Juren folded the letter back with trembling hands, she had never felt this new blue, how much she had almost misunderstood His Highness Yan Yue, and now she understood, Xiao Yi had his own thoughts. A wise decision is implied because it is possible that when he tries to return, he will not be able to enter the palace.

"I will take the young master to the Zhao family tomb now. The young master could see the face of the queen mother one last time." Li Jin bowed once more.

"I've put my confidants to guard Zhao's underground tomb, because I know the lord will arrive before the queen mother is buried."

And now, Zhao Juren was already in this silent underground tomb, inside it already

clad in snow-white lanterns, thick curtains flew, thin white cloth invited to roll, lightly sweeping away the dust on the ground. Staring at the nanar of an open stone chest in a room in the middle of the basement, some of the guards standing guard there had already been taken out by Li Jin, so Zhao Juren didn't have to hide her face inside her black hood.

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