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898. Chapter 898 Returning to the Palace 4

".." The Queen Mother paused her hand slightly, and said quietly after a long silence: "I know you will come back after all. How about the Queen Mother taking you to a place?"

The place where the Empress Dowager took Ling Mulao was none other than the former Prince Yi's Mansion. I don't know when a secret passage was installed in Zunyi Palace, and they went directly into the banyan forest.

Just after passing through the long and narrow secret passage, when reaching the end, the Empress Dowager knocked three long and short times on the stone wall, and someone immediately answered her.

Ling Mulao came out of the secret passage and saw that it was Feng Yan. When he saw her, his eyes were a little excited. He cupped his hands and said, "I'll see the Emperor and the Empress, and see the Empress."

Ling Mulao nodded slightly, thinking that Feng Yan had already recognized her when he was in the imperial mausoleum, so he didn't catch up with her but let her go secretly.

Led by Feng Yan, Ling Mulao and the Empress Dowager entered the study and then walked through the peach blossom forest to the stone room. There was no change from before, except that the furnishings in the room were changed to the style that Nangong Yi liked every day.

As soon as he opened the curtain, Ling Mulao saw a tall figure on the thousand-year-old ice bed filled with thin chill, and he immediately sped up and rushed over.

Before the person could get close to the bed, two women in white suddenly appeared in mid-air. They turned out to be two elves from the thousand-year ice.

"Who are you coming? Get out of here quickly." The elf has no memory and only recognizes his master. Even if Ling Mulao had lied on this bed for several days, he would not give him any face.

"Get out of the way!" Ling Mulao's face darkened, but he ignored the two elves at all.

The Queen Mother sighed, looked at the elf and ordered: "She will be your master from now on."

The elves looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, but immediately said yes and disappeared like a wisp of smoke back to the thousand-year-old ice bed.

Ling Mulao slowly sat on the bed of thousand-year-old ice, her body was as cold as an ice sculpture despite the scorching summer weather, and she touched her cold cheeks with trembling fingers.

Toshiyan is still the same, and the corners of his lips still vaguely outline the dandy smile he had when they first met. His eyebrows are tightly closed, and his long and thick eyelashes cover his narrow eyes.

"Yi..." a low whisper.

Ling Mulao was obviously mentally prepared for the worst, but when he saw this face engraved in his heart, his eyes still felt sour, and his thousands of words turned into silent tears.

Lines of clear tears fell down, pattering onto the bed of thousand-year-old ice, condensing into beads of ice tears, which seemed to be proof of the deep love once held.

The Queen Mother frowned, and her slender white hand gently fell on Ling Mulao's shoulder, "When I found Yi'er, he was already gone. The Queen Mother thought that one day you would come back.

It would be a pity for you and Yi'er if you couldn't even see the last one at that time. Thousand-year ice can protect Yi'er's body very well, so the queen mother asked Feng Yan to secretly remove him from the coffin and move him here.

, after all, it will make your dream come true."

"No, Queen Mother, Yi is definitely not dead!" Ling Murao raised his head and looked at the Empress Dowager firmly, clenching his fists and saying, "If Yi is really gone, he will definitely give me a farewell."

Nangong Yi once promised to live and die together for the rest of his life. If he really wanted to leave, how could he leave without her? Without him, there would be no Ling Muchao.
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