"Awake? Is there anything else uncomfortable. ”

A man's voice came from behind him, and Xia Weibao raised his hand to wipe his tears.

Didn't turn around.

She didn't want people to see such a vulnerable scene.

Last night's emotional out-of-control was just an accident.

Shaking his head with his back to him, "I'm fine." ”

Lu Hua's eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

The voice was full of crying, and he said that it was okay.

"Do you want a divorce?"

He didn't even know what mood he was in when he said this.

The heart is hollowed out.

Xia Weibao didn't respond, her mind is very messy now, it's all Emperor Xia Liang.

"Mr. Lu, can you go and buy me a breakfast, I'm hungry."

Lu Hua looked at her for two seconds and got up, "Okay." ”

He knew that buying breakfast was just an excuse, and she just wanted to get rid of him.

Maybe when she calms down, it's a divorce.

Thinking of this, he unscrewed the hand on the doorknob and slowly clenched it.

She was the only one left in the room, and Xia Weibao sat up with her body propped up.

Then he took his mobile phone and searched for Emperor Xia Liang's information.

I was stimulated so much last night that a lot of things were overlooked.

Now that I've calmed down, I realize that there is too much wrong.

That imperial mausoleum was obviously arranged with care.

And it was arranged by Emperor Xia Liang himself, otherwise others would not be so clear about the bits and pieces of getting along between them.

But how could it be, he died suddenly, and he didn't even leave a last word.

How can there be time to arrange the aftermath.

And looking at the scene in the jade coffin, he should have given an order a long time ago on how to bury them together.

Hand in hand, he still had the comb in his hand.

That comb can be said to be the object of love between them.

At that time, outside the palace, she was still a miracle doctor who walked the rivers and lakes, and she didn't know that he was the emperor.

She has a detached personality, a big grin, and never combs a girl's hair, but is directly tied into a ponytail.

He said that this was not good, and the girl's family should look like the girl's family, so he made her a comb with his own hands, and then helped her comb her hair every day.

At that time, he said that he would use this comb to help her comb forever, and help her comb for the rest of his life.

Later, when he entered the palace, on the second day of the wedding, when he took out this comb, she was quite surprised.

And he also fulfilled his promise and really brushed her hair every day.

Even when he died, he carried this comb with him, which was clearly keeping his original promise.

If he hadn't arranged it earlier, others would never have thought of this!

That is, did he know that he was going to die.

So everything was arranged in advance.

But he shouldn't, he was only forty-two years old when he died.

Because of the perennial practice of martial arts, his body is very good, and he has no disease and no pain, how could he predict his death so early.

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, she took out her mobile phone and went to check the information of the Great Xia Kingdom.

I have never dared to investigate this period of history for fear of touching the feelings.

The founding emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom is Emperor Xia Liang, and there are some very objective evaluations on the Internet, and what she said is not as detailed as she knows.

After the death of Emperor Xia Liang, Emperor Xia Wen succeeded to the throne.

Seeing this, Xia Weibao's eyes moistened again, it was her eldest son, who was the prince at that time.

She checked the information of her other sons, and all of them were crowned princes, and they were doing well.

The princess married the prime minister of the dynasty and lived very well.

Originally, the emperor of the neighboring country wanted to come and ask to marry the princess, but Emperor Xia Wen refused.

Seeing this, Xia Weibao was a little relieved.

This is also what she meant at the beginning, not to let the princess marry into the imperial family.