1novels Chapter 450 Willing to hold an umbrella for others
Chapter 450 Willing to hold an umbrella for others
Ye Jizao was stunned.
This kid actually wants to postpone his marriage in order to succeed to the throne later?
He had a good plan.
Ye Jizao sneered and said, "You are a great-grandson. You don't need to observe mourning for three years. One year is enough. It's agreed that you will get married at this time next year."
Ye Yihuan touched his nose, feeling a little annoyed.
Just take it one year at a time. If you can delay it for another year, you will find other reasons to continue delaying it in the future.
Ye Linyuan and Cheng Zhilan were buried together in the imperial mausoleum, and the funeral was very grand.
Feng Qingchen and Ye Feiran are both over sixty years old.
Feng Qingchen saw Ye Weiyun and teased, "You have two wrinkles. You age faster than me."
Ye Weiyun glanced at him and said, "You have a few white hairs on your head, but I don't."
Feng Qingchen regretted it very much. Why didn't he think of pulling out his white hair in advance?
He said unconvinced: "I'm a few years older than you, so it's normal to have gray hair. In a few years, you might have more gray hair than me."
"That's not necessarily the case." Ye Weiyun replied firmly.
What’s gray hair?As long as it doesn't turn all white, just pull it out.
Yan Ruoli and Ye Feiran looked at each other, both of them quite speechless.
The two people obviously admired each other, but every time they met, they would bicker, as if they didn't like each other.
Ye Linyuan and Cheng Zhilan are both almost 90 years old, so they are mourning.
Everyone is sad and sad, but they are also very open-minded.
Maybe it won't be long before they go underground to spend time with their second elder.
After the funeral, Yan Ruoli returned to Ye Mansion and was very pleased to see the grown-up Ye Yihuan.
It is said that grandma loves her grandson, and Yan Ruoli does the same.
When Ye Yihuan was young, she often went outside with them to see the world, and she often acted as a light bulb.
However, every time Chu Cangming took Ye Yihuan out, he would travel with them.
In Ye Weiyun's words, carrying one is also carrying, and carrying two is also carrying. There is no big difference between having one more light bulb and one less light bulb.
It's better to bring the two of them together at the same time than to bring one alone because the time overlaps.
Otherwise, there will always be light bulbs around, and the time for the two of them will be reduced.
"Yihuan, are you getting married next month?" Yan Ruoli asked with a smile.
His face was smiling, but his heart was filled with tears.
Ye Yihuan's marriage means that she will soon be upgraded to become a great-grandmother.
Is she already that old?
It was only in this world that I had this experience. If in the original world, everyone got married and had children late, I wonder if I would have the chance to be a great-grandmother.
Ye Yihuan saw the smile on Yan Ruoli's face, but she complained in her heart that you had plotted against your father to prevent him from succeeding to the throne early.
The name of the father really revealed the thoughts of the two elders.
Naturally, he didn't dare to say this out of fear that Yan Ruoli would hit him.
He smiled and said: "Royal Grandma, I have agreed with my father to wait until the mourning ceremony is over before we get married. Therefore, we have to postpone the wedding until this time next year."
Yan Ruoli thought that she could push back her time to become a great-grandmother, and the smile on her face became even brighter.
She pulled Ye Yihuan and asked him to sit down next to her.
She smiled and said, "Both of you, father and son, are very filial. Yihuan, when do you plan to succeed to the throne?"
Ye Yihuan used to like seeing Yan Ruoli smile the most, but now, she feels like there is some conspiracy hidden in this smile.
"My father is governing the world very well now. My grandson is not as talented as my father, so I have to rely on my father. When my grandson becomes capable in the future and can govern the world well, he will not let down his grandfather and grandmother." When there is hope, only then will the grandson dare to succeed to the throne."
His words were very beautiful, but Yan Ruoli felt strange.
She knew very well how Ye Jizao governed the world, so there was no doubt in her mind.
Although Ye Yihuan is still young, he is very smart. He has followed Ye Jizao in handling government affairs since he was a child, and has often received guidance from himself and Ye Weiyun. Although his experience is a little lacking, there is not much problem in succeeding to the throne.
These old guys are still there and can help him secretly.
Yan Ruoli cast doubtful eyes on Ye Jizao.
Ye Jizao said quietly: "Mother, you once said something, which I think is very reasonable."
"What words?" Yan Ruoli asked.
Ye Jizao looked at her and Ye Weiyun with a very resentful look: "I have been exposed to the rain myself, so I know the pain of being exposed to the rain, so I have to hold an umbrella for others."
Yan Ruoli haha, he is kind-hearted and cannot bear to plot against his son.
Ye Yihuan was too lazy to listen to the two of them playing riddles. It wasn't like he didn't know about this, so why not make it clear?
He held Yan Ruoli's arm affectionately and said: "Grandma Huang, my father asked me to choose whether to ascend the throne first and then get married, or to get married first and then succeed to the throne later. I chose to get married first and then succeed to the throne. I think, compared to For a big wedding, it would be more interesting to have a honeymoon."
Yan Ruoli knew that he knew everything.
She looked at Ye Jizao, smiled and shook her head: "You really want to hold an umbrella for him."
She naturally had no objection. Ye Jizao felt sorry for his son and was willing to work more for him. It was his own choice.
Ye Yihuan got married the following year and prayed a lot not to get pregnant too soon, but she still gave birth to the emperor's eldest grandson the following year.
He tried every means to shirk and did not want to succeed to the throne too early.
Until the emperor's eldest grandson turned ten years old, Ye Yihuan could not find any more reasons and felt sorry for his father's hard work, so he finally took over the throne and ascended the throne as emperor.
Ye Jizao was not a person who liked to run around. After he and his wife visited several places they longed for, they moved into a Taoist temple near the capital, living a life free from worldliness and cultivating their moral integrity.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Weiyun and Yan Ruoli became two gray-haired old men.
Ye Weiyun is 99 years old this year. His hair is completely white and his face is full of wrinkles.
The aura of his whole body was still there, but there was more of a carefree and generous attitude that had seen everything in the world.
Yan Ruoli also has white hair and her face is covered with wrinkles.
She hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time.
Ever since there was a wrinkle at the corner of her eye, she didn't want to look in the mirror.
Even when she combed her hair, Ye Weiyun did it for her without looking in the mirror.
"I must be very old and ugly."
Sometimes, Yan Ruoli would sigh.
She is not someone who cares too much about appearance. Just because she can accept becoming an old lady doesn't mean she doesn't miss her youth.
Ye Weiyun said consolingly: "I am getting old, but I am not ugly. I am still as beautiful as when I was young."
Yan Ruoli rolled her eyes at him: "You know how to be obedient."
Ye Weiyun pointed at himself: "I'm old too, do you think I'm ugly?"
"Of course you're not ugly, you're still the same as when you were young..."
When Yan Ruoli said this, she suddenly stopped talking and a smile appeared on her face.
Yes, no matter what Ye Weiyun turns into, it is always good in her eyes.
Then the opposite is also true, no matter how old or ugly she becomes, in Ye Weiyun's eyes, she will always be beautiful.
On this day, Ye Weiyun looked at the scenery in the distance with nostalgia and said, "Let's go back to the capital. I think I'm about to die."