Chapter 1310 Prince Li’s Extra: Father and Daughter

This time Aman was still standing where she was waiting for her father last time. It was the place where his father must pass when he went to court.

She once waited here eagerly for her father to go to court, and then followed him to Fengyang Palace for lunch. She once waited here after doing something wrong, begging her father to let him coax the queen mother to calm down, but In the same place, she no longer had the thoughts of being a little daughter, let alone the joy and anxiety in her heart at that time. Now, when she thinks of her father, she feels only sadness in her heart.

Ah Man waited in the corridor for a long time before he saw Su Jing coming from the shadow of the sun.

He was much thinner than he was more than a month ago, and the smile on his face was gone. Even though there were countless eunuchs and guards behind him, they could not hide the loneliness around him.

Ah Man shook his head to prevent his distressed feelings from continuing. He had killed his mother and deserved to endure the loneliness for the rest of his life.

Ah Man said it over and over again in his heart, but he couldn't hide the sourness in his heart no matter what?

Why is this happening? Since everyone is unhappy with this result, why do we let things get to this point?

Su Jing looked at the girl who was standing there from a distance, and she was a little lost, as if she had returned to the happy time in the past.

But when he saw Aman's face clearly, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

He walked up to Ah Man and asked, "What are you doing here? This place is close to the court."

"Father, don't worry. Your court, your Bei'an, and your people in the world have nothing to do with me. I am here just for someone who has nothing to do with you."

Ah Man's words were filled with coldness. His heart, which was originally a little warmer because of the memories, suddenly became as cold as ice because of Su Jing's doubtful words.

"My mother passed away, and you asked me to preside over her funeral. There is one thing that I can't decide on, so I want to ask my father, what kind of posthumous title do you want to give my mother?"

Speaking of the posthumous title, Ah Man's heart ached. What she wanted from her father was the honor after her mother's death.

Su Jing didn't say anything, just looked at Aman.

"The most splendid years of my mother's life were spent in this deep palace for you, taking care of palace affairs and raising children for you. Now she is dead, just because of the affection for sharing the same bed, You should also carefully draft her posthumous name."

Ah Man herself didn't even realize that she actually had such deep resentment towards her father in her heart. Every word she spoke was like a knife, piercing her heart.

"Since I have decreed that you should handle all the funeral issues, you will naturally be the one to draft this posthumous title."

"You just want my mother to become the laughing stock of the world, don't you? You are her husband and the king." Aman was doubting his own ears. How could her wise and wise father say such a thing? Come on?

"With you here, my daughter won't dare to be good at it." Ah Man refused with a trembling voice, and bursts of pain overflowed from his heart that had been frozen for a long time.

"Father, even if you don't think about your children and are not afraid of the death of my mother, you have to consider your own image in the hearts of the people. No one wants the emperor above them to be ruthless."

"You can plan this matter. When the time comes, I will issue an edict according to the posthumous title you proposed." Su Jing finally backed down. After speaking, he almost fled away. Aman looked at him in the distance. The pain in my heart became more and more painful as I looked back.

This result was good, but her father's coldness still broke her heart and made her wonder whether the so-called love between men and women was really like this. It was so fragile.

Ah Man left with a wry smile, and all he could think about was what kind of posthumous title he wanted to give his mother.

Her mother is worthy of the most beautiful words in the world.

However, no matter how amazing the words are, the queen mother will not know it. Fortunately, the queen mother does not know it. Otherwise, how sad would she be when facing her cold husband?

It didn't matter if he died, at least he wouldn't have to face his father's cold-hearted look, which would be a relief.

Just thinking about her father, Aman's heart still couldn't help but ache. That was her father. She had sworn that she would honor her father in her entire life. His indulgence and love for her over the years was not fake, but he The indifference towards his mother now is not fake either.