Nourishing the Heart Palace, Derong's Buddha beads suddenly broke, the sound of the beads rolling on the floor was ethereal and numb, she suddenly panicked, her heart was pounding, she covered her chest, with a hint of ominous premonition, she comforted herself and thought too much, and then said quietly for a while: "Come on." ”

Mo Yi walked in, "Concubine De Niangniang." ”

"Didn't the Ten Princes come home these days?"

"Back to Concubine De, I didn't receive a letter from the tenth prince."

The more De Rong thought about it, the more uneasy she became, because every few days Mo Chenyu would send a letter back home to report that she was safe, and she had not received it in the past few days, and she was afraid that something would happen to Mo Chenyu.

Mo Yi seemed to see De Rong's thoughts, and stepped forward to comfort her: "Don't worry about Concubine De, the tenth prince must be because of the tight war, and he didn't take time to write a letter to his family for the time being, maybe there will be news today." ”

As soon as Mo Yi's words fell, sure enough, there was news from Mo Chenyu, and the housekeeper hurried to the Heart Cultivation Palace, "Concubine De Niangniang, the tenth prince is .....," the housekeeper didn't dare to tell De Rong the news of Mo Chenyu's world.

De Rong looked at the housekeeper's sad expression, already in a sad tone, she was limp and held on to the table, trying not to let her body fall, she trembled and said, "What's wrong with the tenth prince?" Although she already knew the result in her heart, she asked the butler just to give herself one last glimmer of hope.

The housekeeper said hesitantly, "Ten princes..... He...... ”

"What's wrong with him?" De Rong's voice trembled and asked again.

"The Ten Princes are dead."

As soon as the housekeeper's voice fell, De Rong collapsed to the ground, "Yu'er, my Yu'er," she shouted twice, and then her eyes went black, and she fainted to the ground.

"Concubine De, what's wrong with you?" Mo Yi anxiously helped De Rong up.

Su Yingxue, who had just walked to the Heart Cultivation Palace, unfortunately also heard the news, and the whole person froze in place, at this moment she couldn't hear any sound, she couldn't feel the hurried footsteps around her, her brain was blank, she didn't believe that Mo Chenyu's news was true, because she believed that Mo Chenyu had not fulfilled his promise to her, and he would not die easily.

Ruyan looked at Su Yingxue's dejected appearance, and comforted Su Yingxue while shedding tears, "Princess, if you are sad, you cry, right?" You're scared like this. ”

"I'll go ask for a doctor," the housekeeper looked at De Rong who had fainted, and Su Yingxue, who had been standing there dumbfounded and holding tears, shook her head helplessly.

Su Yingxue stood in place for a long time, then she came back to her senses and wiped her tears and said, "I'm going to find him, I don't believe he died like this," After speaking, she turned around and rushed out of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

"Princess, calm down," Ruyan hurriedly chased after him.

Su Yingxue couldn't hear any sound at this moment, she only knew that she was going to find Mo Chenyu, she was running wildly with her skirt, tears were swaying in the cold wind, Mo Chenyu, you wait for me, I'm here, I'm coming to you, she was silently chanting over and over again in her heart, she didn't even know that her shoes had run off, maybe the coldness on the soles of her feet was nothing compared to the coldness in her heart.

Mo Ziyin and Li Wenhan were mourning silently in the front hall, Mo Ziyin cried unreservedly, although the man did not flick his tears, it was not to the sad place, at this moment, he was afraid that he was the saddest moment when he grew so big, right? The tenth brother who loved him was gone, and his heart ached as if it had been torn.

Su Yingxue walked through the front hall and went straight to the door, and everyone looked at her with strange eyes.

Ruyan carried Su Yingxue's shoes and chased after her, "Princess, princess." ”

Mo Ziyin looked up at Su Yingxue's running back, "Tenth sister-in-law." ”

Li Wenhan looked at Su Yingxue, who was thinly dressed and running barefoot, looking at Su Yingxue's lost and depressed appearance, he knew that Su Yingxue was already too sad, he quickly caught up with Su Yingxue and blocked in front of Su Yingxue, "Yingxue, where are you going?" You need to calm down now. ”

Su Yingxue pushed Li Wenhan away, "I'm going to find him, he's still waiting for me, I can't let him go alone." ”

Li Wenhan grabbed Su Yingxue's shoulders and shook Su Yingxue vigorously, hoping to wake Su Yingxue awake, "Yingxue, now the palace is in chaos, people are panicking, and they still need you to support the overall situation, you are like this, what do you want everyone to do?" ”

Su Yingxue shook her head, regardless of it, she couldn't hear anything Li Wenhan said, she was only immersed in her sad world, "You let go of me, don't stop me from going to him," she pushed Li Wenhan away after she finished speaking, and rushed outside again.

Seeing this, Li Wenhan could only hit Su Yingxue the back of the neck, Su Yingxue fainted, he could only temporarily stun Su Yingxue, because he knew that Su Yingxue would not listen to any words at this time, he picked up Su Yingxue and sent it back to Zhu Cuige, he covered the quilt for Su Yingxue, looked at Su Yingxue distressedly and said, "Take care of her first." ”

Ruyan nodded.

The news of Mo Chenyu's world shocked the Apocalypse Kingdom at once, and almost all the people hung white lanterns at their doors to express their condolences, and it seemed that all the streets and alleys were desolate, and everyone sighed.

Mo Zhengfeng tried to support his overly sad body to sit on top of the court, his eyes were red, trying not to let his tears fall, at this time he felt sad, as the king of a country, he couldn't protect his son, he couldn't cry like ordinary people, "Retreat from the dynasty." ”

The ministers under the court listened to Mo Zhengfeng's weak tone, and they knew that Mo Zhengfeng was already too sad at this time, and they all quietly retreated from the court without anyone speaking.

Everyone left, but Mo Yuxiao kept standing in place and did not move, he never thought that Mo Chenyu would never come back, he even hated why he didn't insist on petitioning to fight in the first place, thinking of this, he suddenly felt that Mo Chenyu's death might not be so simple, his expression became very serious, and his eyes were cruel.

Mo Zhengfeng returned to the dormitory and couldn't control his crying anymore.

Gonggong Hai stood outside the curtain and comforted, "Your Majesty, do you want to mourn?" ”

Mo Zhengfeng knew that in the past wars, it was normal for people to suffer casualties, but when it was his own son who died, he really couldn't treat it with a normal heart, at this moment he was not a king, but an old father who cried bitterly after losing his son.

"Yu'er, how cruel is it for you to let me send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?"

The imperial doctor finished diagnosing Derong's pulse and said: "Concubine De Niangniang is too sad and needs to calm her nerves when she wakes up, so I will prescribe a few prescriptions to calm her nerves, and you can take it on time." ”

Mo Ziyin looked at De Rong with a haggard face, and his heart hurt even more, he could only silently guard De Rong, hoping that he could give his mother the last trace of warmth.