"But he is the most loved person in my life. Su Youwen's face was very calm, and her tone was also very calm, so calm that it was extremely abnormal, and the tears on her face couldn't be stopped.

"Woman, are you okay when you wake up? It's not him who you love, it's the Emperor of the Underworld! It's the Emperor of the Underworld who is still lying in the ice coffin waiting for you to save him!" Looking at Su Youyu, who seemed to have lost her soul, Nangong Xuesha couldn't help but be a little angry, and her tone became heavier.

"No, what I love is Leng Tianjue, not the Emperor of the Underworld, just Leng Tianjue!" When Su Youwei heard Nangong Xuesha say this, there was an inexplicable nameless fire in her chest, and she suddenly pushed Nangong Xuesha away, staring at his eyes word by word.

Qiu Yueqing was a little puzzled why Nangong Xuesha and Su Youyu were arguing now, so she hurriedly intervened between the two, "Okay, okay, what is this for?

"Your Highness, listen to Aunt Qiu's words, and bandage your hands first, okay?" Qiu Yueqing glanced at Nangong Xuesha, and turned to whisper softly to appease the excited Su Youyu.

Su Youyu didn't look at Nangong Xuesha again, and Mu Ne had to let Qiu Yueqing pull her to apply medicine and bandage.

Nangong Xuesha angrily smashed his fist on the ice sculpture, and the exquisitely carved ice sculpture instantly split under his hand, and immediately shattered into a pile of ice cubes.

The handsome and unequaled face was covered with haze, and the eyes were gloomy, faintly flashing with a hint of anger.

Cold, weather, absolute!

For several days, the cold weather was nowhere to be found, and Su Youyu also stayed in the dormitory all day long, as if she had lost her soul, she didn't eat, drink or make trouble, and the whole person was quiet, which was really a hurry to kill Nangong Xuesha and Qiu Yueqing.

"Why, can you talk to me?" Nangong Xuesha held Su Youwei's hand in the palm of her hand, and pleaded in a sad tone.

He had never seen such a demon Su like this, and she made him feel so strange and scared.

Even if Su Youwen jumped up and scolded him, it would be better than refusing to speak like this.

"Your Royal Highness, Aunt Qiu begs you, can you speak?" Qiu Yueqing pleaded with tears in his eyes, "Your Highness, even if you cry, it's okay......

Su Youwen was still motionless like a sculpture, Qiu Yueqing couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart anymore, her tears were like a flood bursting the embankment out of control, the iron-blooded wrist in front of this person, the resolute female manager cried like a child in front of Su Youwen.

Perhaps Qiu Yueqing's tears played a role, and Su Youyu finally raised her eyelids slightly, "Aunt Qiu, I'm fine." ”

Cold words, indifferent expressions, cold people, cold hearts.

Even if it was such a cold word, it sounded natural to Nangong Xuesha and Qiu Yueqing.

"Why, that's great, you're finally willing to speak. ”

"Great, Your Highness, are you hungry? Aunt Qiu is going to make you something to eat?" Qiu Yueqing was very happy to see Su Youyu willing to speak, and as he said this, he raised his steps to walk out.

"Aunt Qiu, don't be busy, I'm not hungry. Su Youwei called Qiu Yueqing, her eyes turned to Nangong Xuesha on the side, and she said indifferently and firmly, "I'm going to the Ice Palace." ”

Things can't be delayed any longer, she hasn't just been in a daze these days, but has been thinking about it a lot.

Since the blood oath was made a thousand years ago, she went back to change the content of the blood oath.

That's because if the Emperor of the Underworld didn't die a thousand years ago, there would be no such things behind him, and then these people in the back would no longer exist, that is to say, the current Leng Tianjue and Xiao Yihua no longer exist, so the Emperor of the Underworld must die a thousand years ago, so there will be a cold heaven after a thousand years!