In front of Gao Yin's spirit, Wang Kang didn't want to say much.

Ignore each other.

The night passed like this.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and a court official came over, and there were many people.

Today I will be buried in the imperial tomb.

The specifications are very high and the team is huge.

A series of rituals took a lot of time.

Emperor Qi also came early.

Deliver in person.

After nearly two hours of preparation, I was about to set off and Wang Kang would also go there, which was also the last trip to send Gao Yin.

Wang Kang also participated in the ceremony throughout the whole process, although he didn't have to do anything.

At this time, a servant came to him.

"Mr. Wang, your wife has something to do with you."

"Qingman?"
Chapter completed!