Hua Yang stood before the grave and said, "Elder Brother, I'm sorry. It's taken until today for us to erect a grave for you.
If you can hear this in the afterlife, please don't blame me or Imperial Brother. We had our own hardships we couldn't speak of.
Also, Elder Brother, Rong An and I are getting married. Please watch over us from the afterlife and bless our marriage."
Rong An glanced at Hua Yang out of the corner of his eye. He walked to the grave, poured wine from a flagon into a cup, and then spilled the contents before the grave.
Gazing at his friend's grave, Rong An said, filled with emotion, "We agreed that I'd treat you to a drink when I returned to Chang'an. Who knew that parting would be our last for so many years.
His Majesty has now ascended the throne, and all the men of the Mu Family have been eliminated. You have been avenged.
As for Hua Yang, whom you worried about, you can rest easy. I will take good care of her for you."
