"Father, I have made up my mind, and I don't need to say any more. ”

Imperial Concubine Chen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Qiu Shan's seniors, the juniors are willing to give it a try!"

"Please come with me. ”

Qiu Shan sighed deeply and walked towards the side hall.

Imperial Concubine Chen was about to follow, but was caught by Emperor Chen Qing.

"Imperial Princess, I won't allow you to go!"

Emperor Chen Qingdi's eyes were full of pain and said.

"Father, daughter has made a lot of decisions in her life. ”

Imperial Concubine Chen said with a smile: "But only this decision will never be wrong." ”

She smiled.

Like a peerless peony.

As she spoke, Imperial Concubine Chen gently broke free of Emperor Chen Qingdi's hand, followed Qiu Shan, and walked into the side hall.

……

Night, deep.

In the night of Kunlun, there is no wind and snow.

There is only the sky, stratus clouds that accumulate all year round.

Emperor Chen Qing sat on the long pavilion table outside the side hall.

There were several jars of wine at his feet, which had been drunk.

He was drunk.

Drunken eyes.

He remembers the last time he got drunk was when his wife died.

At that time, he was powerless to save his wife's life.

This time, he still couldn't save his daughter's life.

He knew that Imperial Concubine Chen really wanted to exchange her life for Lu Xiao's.

Lu Xiao is a grace of knowing him as much as Mount Tai.

If it weren't for Lu Xiao, he probably wouldn't have known where he died a long time ago.

Imperial Concubine Chen is a close relative to him.

It's also hard to part with.

When these two choices were placed in front of him, he found that even if he cultivated to the current realm, he was still so powerless.

Therefore, like a weakling, he chose to escape.

In the end, Imperial Concubine Chen chose to let Lu Xiao live.

And he can only drink to numb his self-blame.

At this moment, countless spiritual energy in the sky gathered, like a loophole, and poured into the side hall.

"Here we go. ”

Emperor Chen Qing suddenly picked up the wine jar and poured it hard, so that he didn't think about it too much.

Not far away, Ling Fox Dragon couldn't help but sigh deeply when he saw this scene.

He knew that the most difficult thing now was not Lu Xiao or Imperial Concubine Chen.

It's him.

……

Time passes slowly.

One night, and so it was.

In the early morning in Kunlun Mountain, it snowed.

Emperor Chen Qing lay on the table, drunk.

At this very moment.

"Squeak. ”

The side hall slowly opened.

Emperor Chen Qing woke up suddenly, and he got up and looked at the side hall.

Immediately, a sixty-year-old woman walked out of the side hall.

She has white hair, and the years have left a deep mark on her face, and her red dress is particularly conspicuous in the snow-white sky.

The coercion of a god realm powerhouse was revealed on his body.

"You...... Are you the Imperial Princess?"

Emperor Chen Qingdi's voice trembled, for more than ten years, he had never shed tears, but like a child, he knelt on the ground, tears flowing.

"Father, all this is voluntary by the imperial concubine. ”

The old woman's voice was hoarse, but her smile was still like a peony blooming.

"It's just, father, I'm sorry, forgive my daughter for being selfish. ”

A tear slipped down her bark-like cheek, and then she turned to look at Qiu Shan.

"Senior Qiu, please take the junior to the location of Zhu Guo. ”

"Come with me. ”

Qiu Shan sighed deeply, and then turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the mountain behind the main peak.

And Concubine Chen also followed.

The figures of the two disappeared into the snow almost instantly.

The wind is getting stronger.

The snow is getting heavier.

(End of chapter)