She didn't know what this thing was, but when she came to visit Concubine Rao that day, she suddenly told her to ask her to take care of the emperor if she was no longer around.

Then he handed this thing to her and said that if that day really comes, he will help her hand it over to the emperor. But she didn't expect that day to come so quickly.

"This mobile phone, she actually..." Nangong Yi's face became increasingly pale, and he stared blankly at the white mobile phone.

With trembling fingers, he looked through the photos left by Ling Mulao one by one, including the group photos she forced him to take, the selfies of her with various weird expressions, and the photos she secretly took of his every move at some point.

With your fingertips sliding, the photo is like a door to memory, replaying the scenes between the two before your eyes.

"Haha~haha~ She really left, but I haven't heard my farewell words to her yet. How could she leave without listening." Nangong Yi weakly supported the sandalwood round table and gently closed his eyes.

That night, she said that if she was gone, she should take care of him; she said that if they were to separate, what would he say to her; she said that the separation should be done early, otherwise she would be caught off guard and not be able to say goodbye properly.

Everything, every word she said rang in her ears like a nightmare.

Now it is a luxury to think about saying goodbye again. She will never appear by his side again. Everything in the past is just a passing thing.

The wind is chilling to the bones and the night is desolate.

Ling Mulao resisted the heartbreaking pain and walked quickly, secretly saying in his heart, child, you have to let your mother leave bravely, otherwise I won't be able to protect you.

Although the fetus in her belly was only three months old, it seemed to have already responded and gave her a gentle kick on the belly as an encouragement.

Ling Mulao stroked his abdomen with trembling fingers, took a deep breath and wiped away his tears. After all, we had to say goodbye. Instead of dying from the poison and letting Nangong Yi fall into despair again, it would be better to leave quietly and give birth to their child.

's children.

Because Ling Mulao had already figured out the palace where the treasure was hidden when he first entered the palace, he quickly bypassed the many guards and mechanisms with ease and settled on the palace.

He jumped up, landed silently like a civet cat, and immediately climbed sideways through the window.

There was nothing unusual in the Treasure Hall, and the Shenyu Lingshi possessed a warm fairy energy, so Ling Mulao didn't need to put any effort into finding her.

In the dim light, Ling Mulao quickly stepped forward based on his intuition and saw a box on the circular marble table in the middle of the Treasure House Hall, which contained the Shenyu Lingshi.

With his eyes slightly darkened, Ling Mulao reached out to get the Shenyu Spirit Stone, but while his jade hand was still in the air, a sharp cold air suddenly came from behind, giving him a chill instantly.

Before she could fully react, a cold wind blew across her back. For a brief moment, a faint body fragrance hit her nostrils, and a cold sword was already pressed against her neck.

You couldn't see your fingers in the darkness, but you could vaguely see a tall figure standing in front of you, and the aura emanating from it made people shudder.

".."

The sharp sword blade was pressed against the white neck, but the person who came made no next move, but the hand holding the sword hilt seemed to be trembling.
Chapter completed!