Female Novel
Chapter 574
While Chu Feng and Yun Muqing were spending the night together, a vehicle adorned with stars andmoons arrived at the mausoleum in the western suburbs, braving the harsh wind and snow.
First to step out of the vehicle was Weng Bo, his silver hair glistening, and he held up a black umbrella.
Following him, Chu Tianxiong, with his robust physique and eyes that had witnessed countless trialsand tribulations, deep as the starry sky, surveyed the surroundings without the need for any light. Hemade his way directly to Ye Qingrou's tomb.
There, they discovered that the front of the tomb was immaculate, devoid of any weeds, and adornedwith fresh fruits and a few bouquets.
"Someone has been here," Weng Bo's demeanor suddenly changed. A sharp longsword flashed fromhis sleeve, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, scanning the surroundings with an intense gaze that shoneeven in the dark of night.
As a minister, Lord Chu carried the weight of Donghua's millions of people on his shoulders.Simultaneously, he posed a threat and a thorn in the hearts of many enemy nations.
For the past twenty years, Weng Bo, as the bodyguard of the Chu family, had never allowed himself tobe complacent. It was through his keen perception and formidable skills that he saved Lord Chu fromdanger on multiple occasions.
"Don't be alarmed, Mr. Weng," Chu Tianxiong calmly waved his hand. "He is here."
The fresh fruits placed in front of the tomb—ripe peaches, cherries, and pears—were Ye Qingrou'sfavorite treats while she was alive.
Besides himself, the only person who understood Ye Qingrou so deeply was her unworthy son.
Weng Bo was momentarily stunned, then elation washed over him. "Could it be the eldest son, LordChu"
"He returned to Yenching? This... this is wonderful news."
Having been with Chu Tianxiong for decades, Weng Bo quickly knew who was it. Despite the strainedrelationship between father and son since Madam Ye's passing, their encounters resembling those ofenemies, Weng Bo believed that with time, they would grow more rational and gradually reconcile.After all, blood was thicker than water.
The return of the eldest prince to Yenching was the greatest piece of news.
Chu Tianxiong maintained a calm expression, while he remained indifferent, as if a stranger hadarrived.
Chu Tianxiong squatted down, carefully wiping the tombstone and the photo of the woman he loved,tenderness evident in his expression.
"Qingrou, I'm here."
With just those words, he fell silent.
A profound silence enveloped him, accompanied only by a thousand streams of tears.
For seventeen years, he had lived in pain and turmoil every day and every moment. Each time hethought of the woman he had let down, his eyes inevitably welled up with tears.
"My greatest regret in this life is that I failed to grant you a true title. Will you hold it against me for notfulfilling my duties as a husband and a father?"
The woman in the photo, her gentle smile like a spring breeze, seemed to gently shake her head,displaying her generosity and understanding.
"The world is peaceful and secure..."
"I owe you in this lifetime. How I will repay it in the next life is up to you."
Chu Tianxiong stood tall, braving the wind and snow, his figure robust yet imbued with a sense ofloneliness. novelbin
Ever since he donned the Dragon Robe, since he took on the great responsibility of the formeremperor, stepped onto the stage to receive the allegiance of the generals, and became the beacon ofhope for the millions in Donghua, he was no longer himself.
This life, this heart, belonged to Donghua and the robes of its countless people.
Loneliness, that was all that remained.