"It is not the king who wants to apologize to my Emperor Lin, but the dead people and the families of the dead people."

For a moment, the market was quiet.

All the people were looking at the carriage.

Di Yu had not come out, but his majestic voice fell into everyone's ears clearly.

The people's eyes suddenly turned red.

yes.

It is the dead and the families who are still alive.

Can the pain of losing a son, losing a mother, and losing a father be solved by apology?

The man who always bowed like a sculpture raised his head and looked at the curtain of the carriage.

The curtains of the car were hanging quietly all the time, without any movement.

It seems that the sentence just now was not coming from it.

but……

As the man looked up and looked at the curtain of the car, a voice as sunny as an abyss came from inside again.

"My Emperor Lin's soldiers pressed against Nanjia for five hundred meters, not because my Emperor Lin suppressed the small country, but because my Emperor Lin wanted to tell the world that those who deceived my Emperor Lin would return it."

The people were instantly excited.

"Yes! Those who deceive my emperor will come will return it!"

"I will definitely return it!"

“…”

Furong Palace.

The eldest princess sat in a pavilion to play the piano.

The pavilion is surrounded by white curtains, which are blown by the wind and are fluttering.

She sat in front of a case.

There was a guzheng on the table table.

Her slender fingers fell on the guzheng and plucked them.

The melodious sound of the piano spreads along with the pavilion.

The maid stood behind her, her hands hanging in front of her, her eyes looking ahead, and her body standing straight.

Not far outside were guards, eunuchs, and palace maids.

Furong Hall is a place to receive envoys.

It is impossible that there are only the Great Princess here.

So there are people from Di Lin here.

Not long after, a guard came quickly, stopped outside the curtain of the pavilion, knelt down, and said.
Chapter completed!