In an instant, under the announcement of Yi Luochen's death notice, all the belief in luck collapsed, and Nangong Yi was severely injured and staggered slightly.

"Send Mrs. Mu off, and Master Mu will go down to rest." Nangong Yi gritted his silver teeth tightly, barely keeping himself from falling.

Mu Qingye and Yi Luochen looked at each other, but had no choice but to shake their heads and leave. They had experienced such love and not being able to stay together before. They were afraid that if Ling Muchao left, Nangong Yi...

"Yi'er, the Queen Mother knows that you are sad, but the dragon's body is the most important thing. I believe this girl doesn't want you to be so sad, so she hides it." The Queen Mother, who had been silent all this time, stood up from the hot bed and held her warm hand.

Nangong Yi comforted her shoulder.

"Both the mother and the son know it." Tormented by long-term fear and pain, Nangong Yi felt much calmer at this moment when he got the final answer.

"Please stay with her~" The Queen Mother sighed softly, and then she was helped out of Yirao Palace by the old nanny.

Outside the palace gate, Shangguan Qingwei, who had just been adopted as a concubine, had not seen Nangong Yi since her wedding night, and was cursing the guards who refused to let her in.

Shangguan Zihan, however, remained silent, watching the solemn-looking Yi Luochen come out, with a fleeting hint of joy in her eyes, thinking in her heart that Ling Mulao, that woman's fate, seemed to be over.

Mo Ruxue was holding the ginseng soup she had just stewed, but it was knocked over because the guard was standing at the door. She was angrily rolling up her sleeves and preparing to order someone to punish her.

At this time, the Queen Mother came out slowly. Although she was not furious when she saw this situation, she rubbed her brows and said in a stern voice: "You are all the Emperor, why are you causing trouble today? Why don't you go back quickly?"

After being yelled at, the three of them had no choice but to glance at Yirao Palace with a solemn voice and reluctantly left.

It's freezing and snowing, but the red plum blossoms in Yiluo Palace are still enchanting, like a color that will bloom forever.

Su Dongpo's "Red Plum" chants: "Every year, the red plum blossoms bloom with confidence, and they bloom again along the river. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, and send the spring with your roots."

It's a pity that this spring has not come yet, and that Iraq has gradually withered like a flower.

After everyone left, the eunuch and the maid quietly withdrew, leaving Nangong Yi alone to sit with Ling Mulao in silence.

The black robe was obviously stained. Nangong Yi always liked to be clean, but this time he stayed by Ling Mulao's side for three days and two nights without eating or sleeping.

Because of the previous order, Wang Quanjin had already sent a change of clothes, a blue brocade robe, which was the style he wore when he first met Ling Mulao.

After changing clothes, Nangong Yi combed her waterfall-like hair, then cleaned up Ling Mulao and put on her favorite lavender dress and a white fox cloak.

With long arms, Nangong Yi picked up the sleeping Ling Mulao, then opened the door and walked out step by step.

The people in Yirao Palace couldn't help looking at each other when they saw this, but they didn't dare to dissuade them and had to follow them silently. However, Nangong Yi waved his hand not to follow.

The emperor gave the order, and the palace ladies and eunuchs naturally did not dare to follow him. Feng Yan and other guards who followed him desperately were lost by Nangong Yi and others.

No one knew where Nangong Yi was going, only that the tall figure disappeared in every corner of the palace.

The cold wind blows, and the body looks like lightning.
Chapter completed!