The ashes of the martyrs were placed, and amid the crowds, Chu Feng and his family entered a low-key car and slowly left the martyrs' cemetery.

These passionate men who sacrificed their lives for the country will sleep here forever, watching the years peacefully and peacefully, just as they wished before the war.

Soon, the car drove to the Chu Palace.

Chu Feng also brought gifts to Duoduo by Chen Fengxing, Luo Gang, Ye Meier and others.

Looking at the exquisite and beautiful toys and delicious snacks, the little girl smiled and her big eyes were crescent-shaped, so excited that she didn't know what to do.

Yun Muqing looked at this scene quietly and felt very satisfied and happy.

"For you."

Chu Feng wore a special necklace carefully woven from a bullet shell, simple but not lacking in taste, on Yun Muqing's white neck.

"In the past few months, every time I miss you, I will make a little, and I have already made a necklace without realizing it."

Yun Muqing gently stroked the shell with her jade hand, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she said with a moving look: "I like it very much."

What she cares about is never material, money, but sincerity.

Seeing Chu Feng finally returned home, Duoduo sticks to Chu Feng for a long time and stays with his daughter and Yun Muqing for a day.

At night, Chu Feng met Bo Zhong. He pondered for a moment and found several precious Chinese herbal medicines in Xiye, deer antlers, yak horns, etc.

"Brother Zhong, these medicinal materials were given by friends from Xiye. They can nourish qi and nourish the body, mediate energy, and prolong life. Please accept them."

Bo Zhong just smiled in disbelief, "Criminal, are these famous medicines given to me, or are they plausible to my hands to give to the prince?"

The old man Zhong Bo had already seen through the pretended indifference between the father and son.

Chu Feng was a little helpless and just smiled, "You can use it too, I'm preparing it for you-"

Uncle Zhong waved his hand and smiled, comforting, "The eldest prince has this kind of heart, and I am grateful."

"But I think it's better for you to send this to the prince with your own hands. To be honest, you have been fighting in the Nishino in the past few months. Although the prince is calm on the surface, he is still very worried and anxious in his heart-"

"Especially when you fought Jiang Wanjun, the God of War in the Six Kingdoms, he stayed up all night, and his hair turned gray several times-"

Chu Feng remained silent, not knowing what he thought about anymore.

Just then, a soft and gentle jade hand held Chu Feng's arm, and Yun Muqing said softly: "Go and see, you know where he is."

Chu Feng pondered for a few seconds and nodded silently.

Zhongbo suddenly showed joy and was extremely relieved-

"The years of estrangement between their father and son finally has the opportunity to let go of their past grudges. It's really rare."

The King of Chu Palace, this magnificent and solemn palace, and that quiet and remote courtyard.

As usual, Chu Tianxiong was plagued by state affairs. He only had half an hour of his own every day, and was taking care of the peach tree in the yard.

When Chu Feng walked into the yard, Chu Tianxiong was carrying water, his movements were delicate and skillful.

Chu Feng suddenly discovered that the pride of the word, the "Prince Chu" who could support the Tiantian of Donghua in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, had a lot of white hair on his temples. His movements became slow, and he carried several buckets of water in succession and began to breathe heavily, and he was a little helpless.

Chu Feng then remembered that this man was nearly fifty years old—

Moreover, years of war and years of state affairs have caused Chu Tianxiong to be overloaded. If it weren't for the tenacious will, he would have fallen long ago-
Chapter completed!