When Lu Mingyu found Lan Lingling, she curled up in a corner of the cold palace.

At this time, the cold palace had already undergone earth-shaking changes. The originally green pond was left with only the dead branches of lotus flowers, and the surrounding grass had dried up, and the grass poles were hung weakly.

The eyes were bleak and stern.

The snow fell down one after another, falling between her black hair, on her honey-colored skin, and soon melted into water again.

Lu Mingyu walked up to her with an umbrella and blocked the snow for her: "It's cold on the ground, you get up first."

Lan Lingling squatted stubbornly in the corner of the wall, and from time to time reached out to wipe away the cold tears from her face. This was the first time Lu Mingyu saw her crying, and it was also the first time she cried so heartbroken.

She squatted like that, looking up at Lu Mingyu who was holding an umbrella for her, and finally spoke for a long time, but her voice was already hoarse: "What are you doing? Let me calm down."

Lu Mingyu's voice was as light as Luo Xue: "What happened?"

Lan Lingling opened her mouth but said nothing.

She fell to the ground, hugged her knees with her hands, and laid her head on her.

A few snowflakes avoided the paper umbrella with plum branches and fell into her clothes, as if she was soaked in the snow.

Her dark eyes were filled with tears, and through the hazy tears, the memories in her mind flew.

It was when she first met, the pastry crumbs she accidentally dropped on the imperial desk, and the young emperor shook open it without caring about it.

It was the first time she was lying on the empty bed together, she bit her nails and looked at Jun Yan beside her. The young emperor pretended to turn over and covered her with a quilt.

It was her mischievous and flirting again and again that the young emperor's red cheeks and his embarrassed look.

...

Spring goes and autumn comes, and it turns out that there are so many memories between them.

Even in this corner of the cold palace where no one has stepped foot, there is also the past of them snuggling together to watch the stars.

The young man, who disliked the busy government affairs but was tireless, seemed to have grown up in her life and had roots in her heart.

Now he is going to be stripped of him, how can he do it?

How can it be done?

Lan Lingling could no longer control her, and threw herself into Lu Mingyu's arms and cried heartbrokenly: "Yu'er, I don't want to leave him, I don't want to leave."

Lu Mingyu took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears from Lan Lingling's face, and asked softly again: "What's going on?"

Lan Lingling burst into tears: "In southern Xinjiang, saints cannot have children. If they fall in love with a man, they will end up like Hongjiang."

"My master loves me and does not blame me for the mistakes I made, but he asked me to promise him that he would save Ace only by going back to southern Xinjiang with them."

Lu Mingyu was not in a hurry to speak. She was not very clear about the rules of southern Xinjiang. She was not very good at expressing her opinions without fully understanding the situation.

Lan Lingling wiped her tears and continued to cry, "I don't blame my master. Compared with other saints, I'm very lucky."

"Hong Jiang only said half an hour to Indra, and was imprisoned in a bamboo building by several elders for more than a month."

"Now the master just asked me to go back. He didn't waste my martial arts with one palm. He was already very kind."

"It's not all that Master has to say in the south. If Master insists on protecting me alone, he will be criticized by several other elders, and I don't want Master to make things difficult for him."

Lan Lingling said in a lingering manner, and the golden beans fell down one by one like money.

She seemed to have made a decision. As long as the master saved Ace, she would be willing to return to southern Xinjiang. But among the crying, she also hoped that there would be room for improvement in this matter?

Lu Mingyu listened quietly and finally pulled her hand: "Save Your Majesty first, don't worry about anything else."

Lan Lingling opened her eyes wide, her eyes still soaked in tears: "Yuer..."

Lu Mingyu did not give her hope, but just told her: "When people live, there is still hope. If people die, there will be nothing."

Lan Lingling sobbed: "All the time, we can turn bad luck into good fortune, and the worst comes, and this time, is that true?"

...

On the other side.

Emperor Yuanwu still slowly opened his eyes.

Although Lan Lingling didn't want him to wake up, she wanted him to forget everything and didn't have to say goodbye.

But he seemed to hear Lan Lingling's crying, and with his strong will, he fought against the poison in his body, so that the poison had some changes in order to suppress the awakening of his will.

And this change made the keen elder discover, and after all, he bought him a moment of sobering time.

After being in a coma for so long, this was the first time he opened his eyes. Lu Xing helped him, and his head turned hard. After searching for a long time, he was completely panicked.

"Where is Zhizhi?" He used all his strength, his dry hands tightly grabbed Eunuch Lu and asked, "Where is Zhizhi? Where is she..."

Eunuch Lu turned his face away and didn't know how to persuade him.

Emperor Yuanwu looked at Changsun Tao sitting aside, and then looked at the elder in strange clothes, as if he had understood something.

I don’t know where the strength came from, so he broke away from Eunuch Lu, crawled towards Changsun Tao with his hands and feet, and shouted weakly: “Emperor…Uncle…”

Changsun Tao helped him up and held his body that was so thin that he was simply unstable: "Your Majesty, I am here."

Emperor Yuanwu was full of panic: "What happened? What about Zhizhi? Where is my little mouse?"

Changsun Tao's voice was very calm: "She has gone out, your aunt has already gone to find her, and I guess she will be back soon."

Emperor Yuanwu stared at Changsun Tao and stared at him with good eyes: "Where did Zhizhi go? Why do you need the emperor's aunt to find her?"

Changsun Tao remained silent.

Emperor Yuanwu was instantly panicked, as if he had sensed something.

He struggled to get out, but was steadily supported by Changsun Tao.

Seeing Emperor Yuanwu like this, Eunuch Lu remembered that when he was in a coma, everything that Miss Lingling did was in her last resort. After all, she couldn't bear to deceive her.

So, Eunuch Lu knelt on the ground with a "bang" and choked up, "Your Majesty, you have been infected with love poison. If you want to survive, you must forget the Lingling Girl. Lingling Girl can't accept it, so she left crying."

He watched His Majesty grow up, and he knew his Majesty's thoughts.

From a selfish perspective, he hopes that His Majesty will live well and live a long life.

But Miss Lingling didn't even want his life for His Majesty. He didn't want His Majesty to forget Miss Lingling without knowing it.

Without any trade-offs or concerns about any consequences, he blurted out the truth.

Emperor Yuanwu was stunned, and his thin and bone-skinned face showed a ignorant expression, as if he hadn't reacted, and as if it was too sudden, he couldn't accept it for the moment.

I saw that he had been drained instantly and his body collapsed in Changsun Tao's arms.
Chapter completed!