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Peng Yu took advantage of the excuse to reject the reception banquet at night and returned to Tianguang Tinglan alone.

Pushing open the door of the imperial concubine's bedroom, Peng Yu slowly walked in.

The decoration and display of the Imperial Palace is the most exquisite in Canglang Palace.

The curtains strung with five-colored jade, and the carpet woven with white fur. I picked up the peacock feather in the vase next to me. It turned out to be the natal feather left by the great demon of magical powers.

"This thing is almost catching up with Kunyu's great holy spirit thing."

Peng Yu fanned the wind with his feathers and looked at the dormitory carefully.

The ancient and ancient displays are not dusty at all, and the entire bedroom is protected by a spell, which completely preserves the old view of the imperial concubine when she left.

"Yuan Yiling hinted me to come here to find clues..."

But if the Imperial Concubine was studying witchcraft, wouldn’t the God Emperor send someone here to investigate?

"No, I must have been here."

Peng Yu stroked a pillar and sensed the remaining spiritual energy.

Although time has passed for a long time, you can feel that there are traces of detection spells on the surface of the palace's own protective spell.

"The father probably didn't find any clues."

Peng Yu closed his eyes and used the Qiankun Immortal Art to induce it.

A stream of innate Taoist Qi fills the space, and the "time" of the entire space is constantly retracing.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door. He walked in, as if he couldn't see Peng Yu, and inspected it in the palace.

"Yuan Yiling." Peng Yu looked at the image and murmured: "This should be the image from a few days ago? Yuan Yiling came a few days ago? Could it be that he was deliberately giving me clues?"

But Yuan Yiling walked around and left without leaving anything.

Time continues to reverse. Many times, the bedroom is empty. Yuan Yiling only came five times in fifty years, two of which were accompanied by Li Shuai and the envoy of the Heavenly Palace.

Those messengers used spells to explore the traces left by the imperial concubine here, but did not find anything.

"Think about it, the imperial concubine wants to use witchcraft, how could she leave traces in Canglang Palace?"

Peng Yu continued to reverse the time, and suddenly the water rippled, and the Qiankun Daoqi covering the entire space was crushed by invisible force.

"Finished!" Peng Yu stared at the power calculation, and once again mobilized his magic power to trace the space in the dormitory back to that day.

...

A painful moan sounded on the bed.

Peng Yu walked over and saw the concubine lying on the bed with her hair on her back. A maid held her hand tightly and kept comforting her.

"Empress, empress, if you bear it, your Majesty—Your Majesty will be here soon."

"Shaowen, I feel pain - my stomach hurts." The imperial concubine grabbed the maid's arm tightly and gritted her teeth and asked, "Tell me, what's going on with the child?"

"Empress, you should take care of yourself first?" The maid said anxiously: "You were injured by the Dragon Queen and need to be recuperated in urgent need of recuperation."

Peng Yu's heart moved: "Is that day? The concubine's first child had a miscarriage?"

Then, he saw the imperial concubine in a coma and the maid was outside.

Finally, the imperial concubine fell into a fetus and a bloody fetus that had not yet been formed was leaked.

He saw the maid secretly wiping tears outside, and a young man dressed in a guard put his blood fetus into the wooden box, and then comforted the maid in a low voice.

"Is this guard Li Shuai when he was young?"

At the door, Peng Yu saw the younger Yuan Yiling.

Several people were silently cleaning up outside. When the imperial concubine woke up, Shaowen wiped her tears and walked in to comfort the imperial concubine.

"The child is gone?"

"Empress... you must take care of yourself. Your Highness... Your Highness is gone, and you can rebirth after you look back. I think it's your Highness who has a short relationship with you. Wait until next time... we..."

Seeing the grief on the imperial concubine's face, the maid couldn't continue to say anything.

The imperial concubine touched her abdomen and asked lightly:

"He hasn't come yet?"

"without……"

"Yes, it's a critical moment for the Dragon Palace, so he doesn't have the time to come to see me."

"Empress, Your Majesty values ​​you the most, but now he really can't separate himself." Yuan Yiling outside couldn't help but walk in.

When the maid saw it, her eyebrows stood up: "Who asked you kid to come in? Go out quickly."

The imperial concubine waved her hand and held the maid down and said to Yuan Yiling: "He loves me, so I naturally know this. It's just..."

"As the God Emperor, he has the same country and country as his heart. In the face of important matters, he naturally does not care about this palace."

"Forget it, I am tired and I need to rest. When he comes, you call me."

The imperial concubine turned over and closed her eyes.

Purging his lips, Peng Yu walked over quietly.

When he saw the concubine's back facing everyone, the light slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.

Peng Yu's chest was filled with dullness. I don't know whether it was for the imperial concubine or for the child who was unable to be born.

That night, the imperial concubine was in a daze. She woke up three times, and every time she woke up and looked around her, Shao Wen was with her.

Looking at the gate, you could vaguely see Yuan Yiling fighting hard against the gate, but never waited for the person he wanted to see the most from beginning to end.

Seeing the disappointment in the eyes of the imperial concubine, Peng Yu seemed to empathize with her emotions.

Even though he is a proud daughter of heaven who is powerful and powerful, he is just a mother who has just lost her son.

She needs her lover's company, but her lover never appears from beginning to end.

Peng Yu quietly watched the space go back.

No matter how long it has passed, there is no figure of the Divine Emperor in this space projection.

In the middle of the night, the imperial concubine suddenly stood up.

"Empress, why are you awake again? You are not feeling well now, so why should you take a break early?"

"No need." Seeing the sleepy young man at the door, the imperial concubine pointed at the blanket on her body: "This kid has been guarding for three days and three nights, but it's hard for him. Cover him with the blanket and don't catch a cold."

"yes."

The maid went out with a blanket.

The imperial concubine went down to the ground and slowly walked past Peng Yu.

Seeing the unrestrained eyes of the imperial concubine, Peng Yu's heart seemed to be hit by a hammer.

There is no disappointment, no anger, only peace and calmness.

She teleported away from the room, and when Shaowen came back to find someone, she came back with a small wooden box.

"Empress, you - how did you get the 'Little Prince' back?"

When Peng Yu opened the box, he saw the bloody stillbirth inside and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

When Shaowen saw the stillbirth, she was so scared that she almost shouted out. She covered her mouth tightly, shook her head and cried.

"Empress... Why do you treat yourself like this? Your Highness is gone, so let him rest early."

"As a mother, I will not allow my children to be with the soil before they see this world."

The imperial concubine surged black demonic energy in both hands, and the stillbirth gradually changed into a black bead, flying back to the imperial concubine's abdomen.

"Empress, you are crazy! If you force a stillbirth in your body, it will damage your body-"

"I'm not crazy. I want him to come alive."

The imperial concubine covered her abdomen: "I don't want the next child, I just want this child to survive."

"But your Highness clearly has..."

"So what, can't I do the mere resurrection technique?"

"Empress!" Yuan Yiling ran in in fear: "The Heavenly Palace ban is absolutely not allowed to use witchcraft!"

The resurrection of the dead is a taboo that has been designated in the era of the ancestors.

The two of them tried hard to persuade the concubine, wanting to let the concubine relax.

"You don't have to persuade me. I understand that in order to save him, my child is gone. He feels guilty. In the future, I will not even be favored by the harem alone, even if I only give birth to ten or eight more people with me, I will not object."

"But, I don't want to!"

"This child... I felt him growing little by little in his stomach. From a mass of flesh and blood, he slowly became moving, and his heartbeat slowly…"

"I will not let him be buried in the Wuhua Palace, which will never see the light of heaven."

"I want this child."

"No matter how much the price you pay, you must make him alive!"

Peng Yu clenched his fists and looked at the imperial concubine silently.

Sad and haggard did not damage her coldness, and even added a bit of morbid beauty.

"Shaowen, Yiling, are you willing to help me?"

When the two of them faced the unyielding concubine, they naturally had no way to stop them and could only obey.

Yuan Yiling licked his lips and asked in a low voice: "So, what do the Empress want to do?"

"First of all, this palace needs cats. A large number of spirit cats."

Sure enough, her offering was a cat, not a human?
Chapter completed!