Chapter 1142: Lang Ge's eldest daughter, the first empress, Lin Zhiyi?

That morning.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting a warm, golden glow over the entire Shanghai Royal Mansion.

Soon she would be setting off for Luoyang to attend the funeral, where she would see her mother and brothers whom she hadn't seen for many years. The bright sunshine seemed to gently soften the sorrow on Fuyu Xue's face.

More than a dozen ebony carriages were neatly lined up in front of the inner warehouse. The wheels were covered with thick velvet, and the exterior walls of the carriages were carved with dragon patterns. They had been carefully filled with all kinds of gifts by the servants.

Fu Yuxue changed into a plain-colored, dark-patterned imperial pomegranate dress, with only an elegant jade hairpin in her hair. She walked over, leading the bouncy little Zhiling, with her personal maid Qingdai following closely behind.

"Mother, Father said he prepared candied fruit for Ling'er. Is it inside the carriage?" Xiao Zhiling looked up at the carriage and then tugged at her mother's sleeve.

"Yes, Mother will help you into the carriage." Fu Yuxue nodded gently and tenderly carried her daughter into the carriage.

Lin Lang stood beside the carriage and said, "Get in. I will use my immortal arts to travel thousands of miles in an instant. We will arrive in Luoyang in no time."

With red eyes and an expectant look on her face, Fu Yuxue said, "Then I will trouble Your Majesty to personally accompany me back to my parents' home for the funeral."

Lin Lang personally helped Fu Yuxue into the carriage and said gently, "My beloved concubine, don't be too sad. Hold Ling'er tight in the carriage."

"Mmm." Fu Yuxue nodded with tears in her eyes, lifted the curtain of the carriage door, and sat inside.

Qingdai, a personal maid of Baekje, also boarded the carriage.

Little Zhiling held candied fruit in her small hands, tilted her head playfully in the carriage, and looked at her father Lin Lang with smiling eyes.

After the carriage curtain was lowered, Lin Lang triggered the [Space-Time Global Teleport] skill, and a faint golden light condensed in his palm.

The golden light spread out like flowing water, gently enveloping the dozen or so carriages and Lin Lang's figure.

A faint breeze brushed past my ears, and the courtyard scenery before me suddenly blurred.

"call out--"

The moment his feet touched solid ground, before Lin Lang could focus his gaze again, the carriage had come to a steady stop beside a wide field at the foot of Mangshan Mountain in Luoyang.

Qingdai was the first to lift the sedan curtain. A gentle breeze carrying the scent of earth and grass rushed in, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty! We really did leave Chang'an in the blink of an eye!"

Fu Yuxue quickly leaned out to look – in the distance, Qishan Mountain spread out like a dark green screen, and not far away, there was a village with the words "Fenghuangtai Village" carved on a large stone at the entrance of the village.

Tears of excitement welled up in her eyes. She quickly picked up Xiao Zhiling and placed her on her lap, pointing out the window: "Ling'er, look! We've arrived in Luoyang! Grandma's house is just ahead!"

Little Zhiling pressed her face against the window lattice, her round eyes curiously surveying the unfamiliar scenery. Clapping her little hands, she exclaimed, "Wow! The houses here are different from those in Chang'an! Where is Grandma's house?"

Fu Yuxue replied with a hint of sadness, "Mother only writes letters to your maternal grandmother often and knows that she and your uncles live in Fenghuangtai Village, Luoyang, but I don't know exactly which family they live in."

Little Zhiling tugged at Fu Yuxue's sleeve and said in her childish voice, "Mother, shall we go into the village to find Grandma now?"

Lin Lang stood outside the carriage and said, "Ling'er, you and Qingdai stay in the carriage for now. I will take your mother to your maternal grandfather's grave to pay respects and burn paper money."

"Okay," Xiao Zhiling replied obediently.

After Fuyu Xue was helped down from the carriage by Lin Lang, the maid Qingdai said weakly, "Your Majesty, these dozen or so carriages are all loaded with valuables. There are no guards accompanying them. Only this servant and Her Highness the Princess are in the carriages. If any bandits pass by and have evil intentions, even if this servant fights to the death, I cannot protect Her Highness the Princess!"

Lin Lang lied and said, "Don't worry, I will set up a barrier with my magic. Even if some bandits pass by and have bad intentions, they won't be able to harm you and Ling'er in the slightest."

Qingdai was still somewhat worried and said, "But Your Majesty, without a coachman, if the horses of these dozen or so carriages get frightened and run away, I cannot bear the responsibility."

Lin Lang said, "No, I have already used the Beast Taming Technique to control the horses pulling the carriage. There is no need for a coachman, and they will be very obedient."

After hearing this, Qingdai felt relieved and stayed in the carriage to look after Princess Zhiling.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang snapped his fingers, summoning an invisible clone that stayed behind to quietly protect the two of them.

Fu Yuxue looked at Lin Lang and asked, "Your Majesty, without my family to guide you, can you find my father's grave on Mount Mang?"

"I can easily find my father-in-law's grave by doing a quick calculation. It's located at the foot of the mountain not far away, to the left of the graves of Sun Hao and Chen Shubao. The feng shui of the burial site is quite good."

Sun Hao was the grandson of Sun Quan, the founding emperor of Wu, and the last emperor of the Three Kingdoms period.

Chen Shubao was the last emperor of the Chen dynasty during the Northern and Southern Dynasties period.

As the last king of Baekje, Buyeo Uija was granted a dignified burial by imperial decree by Emperor Gaozong of Tang, who allowed him to be buried to the left of the tombs of Sun Hao and Chen Shubao in Mangshan.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuxue said with a hint of worry, "Your Majesty, it is said that there are wolves and man-eating insects in Mangshan. Will it be dangerous for just the two of us to go into the mountain?"

"Let's go, it's alright. I have the ability to tame all beasts. Tigers turn into pet cats the moment they see me. My beloved, there's nothing to be afraid of."

After hearing this, Fu Yuxue was relieved. "Your Majesty, which carriage carries the offerings and paper money for my father's sacrifice?"

Lin Lang replied, "The sacrificial offerings and paper money are stored in my personal space. My beloved consort, there's no need to worry. Come with me quickly. After we finish burning the paper money for your father-in-law, I'll take you to Phoenix Terrace Village to see your mother-in-law."

"Mm." Fu Yuxue took Lin Lang's arm, and the two slowly walked into the mountains.

The mountain path was difficult to walk on. The delicate and graceful Fuyu Xue was wearing embroidered shoes, and after only a few steps, the hem of her skirt was scratched by the thorns on the road.

Lin Lang immediately stopped and said in a warm voice, "My beloved, the mountain path is rugged and difficult to walk. Let me carry you on my back."

Fu Yuxue's body stiffened slightly, and when she turned her head, she met Lin Lang's eyes, which were full of tenderness. Her heart felt as if it had been soaked in warm water, and her eyes were already red with emotion.

Overwhelmed with grief at the funeral, Fu Yu Xue gently bit her lower lip and nodded with tears in her eyes.

Lin Lang bent down slightly, his broad back steadily supporting the delicate and soft body of Fu Yuxue. He raised his hand and gently bounced her up to make sure she was sitting comfortably before taking a step into the mountains.

Lin Lang took each step very steadily, and even though the ground was a steep slope with loose rocks, she did not feel the slightest jolt.

Fu Yuxue pressed her cheek tightly against Lin Lang's warm back, the faint smell of tobacco lingering around her nose, her hands gently encircling his neck, her fingertips unconsciously tightening around his clothes.

The initial caution and trepidation she felt when she first married into the Tang Dynasty, and the anxiety of being far away in Chang'an, have all vanished at this moment, replaced by an unprecedented sense of peace and security.

Although Lin Lang is a womanizer, he is not tired of the old and loves the new, and he is also caring. With a husband like this, what more could a wife ask for?

Since Fu Yuxue gave birth to Lin Lang's daughter, she has remained faithful.

After all, her homeland was gone, and as the last princess, she had no ambition to restore it. She only hoped to stay with her beloved daughter and live a comfortable life without worrying about food and clothing.

The mountain wind swept through the forest, rustling the fallen leaves.

The two remained silent the entire way, yet they could clearly feel their hearts beating in unison, their hearts pressed tightly together through their clothes.

Before long, a wide-open mountain valley came into view.

Lin Lang slowly stopped, gently put Fu Yuxue down, and raised his hand to tidy her wind-blown hair: "My beloved concubine, we have arrived."

Following his gaze, Fu Yuxue saw a gray-blue tombstone standing quietly among the pines and cypresses. The eight large seal characters "Tomb of King Uija of Baekje" were clearly visible on the tombstone. In front of the tombstone were several plates of fresh offerings and a few bunches of half-wilted wild chrysanthemums.

In that instant, all the longing and grievances surged forth like a flood bursting its banks. Fu Yuxue's tears fell onto her clothes with a "whoosh," and she could no longer control herself, collapsing to her knees before the grave with a "thump."

She placed her hands on the cold tombstone, and cried out in uncontrollable grief, "Father! Father! It has been more than three years since I parted from you when I got married, I never imagined..."

"I never imagined that our next meeting would be separated by death! Waaaaah..."

"Your daughter is unfilial. I was unable to be by your side to fulfill my filial duty when you passed away. Even your tombstone could only be found with His Majesty's guidance!"

"Father, your daughter has come to see you! Waaah..."

Fu Yuxue's heartfelt cries echoed through the valley. Lin Lang stood behind her, silently taking out incense, candles, offerings, and sacrificial items from his personal space.

Lin Lang knew that at this moment, it would be futile to say anything to comfort Fu Yuxue. It would be better to let her have a good cry and release the longing and grief she had been suppressing in her heart.

After all, a good cry won't harm your health, but suppressing sadness can actually lead to depression and damage your health.

Lin Lang didn't say much, but quietly placed the offerings and lit the incense and candles in front of the tombstone, letting Fu Yuxue pour out all the longing and sorrow that had been building up in her heart to her father who was sleeping there.

As Lin Lang burned paper money and ingots in front of the grave, he listened to Fu Yuxue's heart-wrenching cries and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

After all, it was he who led the Tang army to unify the Korean Peninsula, destroyed the Baekje Kingdom, and forcibly took their princess as his concubine.

Lin Lang, whose idol was the powerful warlord Cao Cao, did not think there was anything wrong with taking Princess Ya-ji as his concubine after conquering Baekje.

Lin Lang had long since progressed from admiring Mengde to understanding Mengde, then to becoming Mengde, and finally surpassing Mengde.

Even when Lin Lang recognized Li Hong, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, as his adopted son, he did not plot to eliminate his sworn brother Li Zhi, seize the throne, or plunder the Li family's empire. Instead, he imitated Cao Cao's hypocrisy, intending to use the emperor to command the other lords after Li Zhi's death.

Before Li Zhi died, Lin Lang would advise his sworn brother to poison Wu Zetian, leaving only the mother and the child.

Don't ask Lang Ge why he doesn't become emperor himself.

The question is, since Lin Lang is immortal and practically eternal, he can't possibly be emperor for over a thousand years.

It's better to hold power behind the scenes, control the world, and cultivate one's own children and grandchildren to become kings and emperors.

After all, according to the history book that Lin Lang had written in advance, his eldest daughter, Lin Zhiyi, born to him and Chu Yiren, would marry the Crown Prince Li Hong and become Empress after she grew up.

Lin Lang has already written a life script for his daughter Lin Zhiyi, which is to replicate the glorious life of Wu Zetian in real history, and after the untimely death of his godson Li Hongying, he will support his eldest daughter Lin Zhiyi to become an empress.

In this way, Lin Lang would neither leave a bad name in history nor fail to seize the Li family's throne. He was truly cunning.

Of course, this is on the premise that Lin Lang has a very long life, a life so long that the end is nowhere in sight.

Instead of being like Sima Yi, who endured 47 years and outlived three generations of Cao family emperors, only to eventually grow old and frail himself.

Ultimately, Lin Lang valued relationships and couldn't bear to seize the Li family's throne while his sworn brother Li Zhi and godson Li Hong were still alive.

Lin Lang wanted to use a reasonable and justifiable method, drawing on Wu Zetian's experience in ascending to the throne, to support his eldest daughter, Lin Zhiyi, to first become empress, and then ascend the throne to become a legendary empress.