Yunqin Palace, Nourishing Heart Palace.

Just like any day in the past two years, the hall was so quiet that only the footsteps of Gong E and Gu Nanfeng's snoring remained.

Beitang Long Ting clasped his hands and sat silently on the threshold, crying to himself.

In the past two years, he would come to the Heart Cultivation Hall every day to sit for a while, only hoping that Jun Mo Ran would wake up as soon as possible.

If Jun Mo Ran can survive this catastrophe without incident, his poor Niuniu will be able to smile at Jiuquan.

Whew—

Suddenly, Ah Huang, who was nestled at the feet of Long Ting in Beitang, suddenly jumped up, hurriedly swinging his long tail, and slammed into the palace gate excitedly.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, Gu Nanfeng was sitting in front of the couch, napping with his eyes closed.

But when he heard Ah Huang's barking outside the hall, he got up in shock, and immediately picked up the feather duster on the desk like thunder, and rushed out of the Heart Cultivation Hall with great momentum.

"Stupid dog, don't want to harm Lao Tzu's rabbit!"

He hugged the red rabbit horse that he was tied to the carved dragon stone pillar outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, and stared at Ah Huang, who was frantically swinging his tail, and gasped for breath.

Ah Huang didn't pay attention to Gu Nanfeng, who was anxious to protect the cubs, it quickly passed over the two people who were standing at the door, and jumped onto the couch with a puff of smoke, and pulled the quilt covering Jun Moran to the ground in a frizzy manner.

Yu Qingchen saw that the Heart Cultivation Hall was so lively, and secretly thought in his heart, maybe it was Jun Mo who woke up from his illness and was overjoyed.

She fiddled with the folds on her skirt a little nervously, and softly called to the maid beside her, "Cersei, help me take a look, is my makeup spent?" ”

Cersei shook his head and smiled lightly, "Miss is very good-looking." If I were the king, Zhun Bao would be fascinated by the young lady. ”

"Dead girl, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Yuqingchen's ears were red, and although she didn't say it explicitly, she was already a little excited in her heart.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the Heart Nourishing Palace, he saw Ah Huang jump onto the dragon couch and rub on the unconscious Jun Moran for a while.

Yu Qingchen was slightly annoyed, and turned her head to look at the two of them who were motionless in place like a stone pillar, "Why don't you take Ah Huang out quickly?" ”

Chasing Feng frowned slightly, looked at Yu Qingchen unhappily, and said nothing.

In his opinion, except for Feng Wuwu, no one is worthy of Jun Mo Dyeing.

Although Yu Qingchen paid a great price to save Jun Mo Ran, in his heart, he still only recognized Feng Wuwu alone.

Therefore, seeing Yu Qingchen sending him and the iron hand as the hostess so confidently, Chasing the Wind was unwilling to pay attention to it.

Yu Qingchen saw that the two of them were unmoved, so they had to bend down and pick up the scattered quilts on the ground, and gently cover Jun Moran's body.

Whew—

Ah Huang bared his teeth at Yuqingchen, followed by another wild bark.

Se Se protected his heart, and hurriedly blocked in front of Yu Qingchen, "Miss be careful!" The vicious dog doesn't know when to go crazy, you are expensive, don't get too close. ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Ah Huang is the princess's pet dog. ”

"What the slave says is the truth." Cersei muttered quietly, but did not dare to say more.

Yu Qingchen didn't respond, she completely ignored Ah Huang, who was grinning with her teeth, and slowly sat down on the side of the couch.

"Your Majesty, you have been asleep for more than two years, and if you don't wake up, I'm afraid that the color of twilight spring will be thankful again."

Yu Qingchen looked at Jun Mo Ran on the couch stupidly, and her voice was so gentle that she seemed to be pinching out water.

At this moment, Jun Moran is deep in the quagmire of dreams, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

In the dream, Feng Wuwu, along with the dog egg in her belly, was burned to ashes by a fire.

He roared hysterically and struggled in grief, but at the end of the day, he was consumed by the fire.

"Worry-free..."

Suddenly, Jun Mo's throat moved slightly, making a sound similar to that of a trapped beast.

He subconsciously clenched Yu Qingchen's hand and took her into his arms.

"Your Majesty, you're finally awake!"

Yu Qingchen was shackled in the crook of his arm by Jun Mo, and tears burst out of his eyes in a moment.

Jun Moran looked stunned, instinctively let go of his hand, and looked at Yu Qingchen with pear blossoms and rain with some annoyance, "Why are you?" ”

Yu Qingchen didn't notice it for a while, but he didn't expect Jun Mo Ran to suddenly let go, stumbled, and reluctantly sat on the ground.

At the same time, Gu Nanfeng had already rushed to Jun Mo Ran's front and pecked at Jun Mo Ran's pale thin lips several times, "Dead ghost, you finally woke up!" ”

Jun Moran was extremely disgusted, and pushed Gu Nanfeng aside.

His black and golden eyes looked around a little confused, and he didn't see Feng Wuwu's figure, and suddenly a hint of foreboding suddenly appeared in his heart, "Gu Nanfeng, where is she?" ”

Gu Nanfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and he subconsciously avoided Jun Moran's sharp eyes, and said vaguely: "You can't help but have no conscience!" It took me two full years to completely eradicate your old disease. How are you saying thank you? ”

"Where is she?"

Jun Moran repeated it again, and there was a trace of horror in his bloodshot eyes.

Gu Nanfeng turned a deaf ear and said to himself: "The fire two years ago was a great stimulus to you. Therefore, although your old illness has been completely cured, your heart disease has become more and more stubborn. On weekdays, you have a little more control, but if you let the red dye integrate into your main consciousness, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Jun Moran knew very well that he would not be able to ask from Gu Nanfeng's mouth.

Then he got up and went to the ground, grabbed Chasing Feng and the others, and asked them one by one.

It's just that everyone didn't dare to stimulate Jun Mo Dye at this juncture, so they had no choice but to keep silent.

"You say."

Jun Moran stared directly at Qingluan, who was already crying silently behind Chasing Feng, and his heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden.

He clasped Qingluan's thin shoulders, and his voice trembled slightly, "Qingluan, you come on." Where the hell is she? ”

Beitang Long Ting stood up slowly, he stood firmly at the door of the Heart Cultivation Palace, his voice choked, "Ah Ran, forget about Niuniu." ”

"What do you mean?"

Jun Mo Ran almost crawled to the front of Beitang Long Ting, and the nerves around him were already tense to the extreme.

"Ah Ran, Niuniu has been gone for two years."

"Two years? She... Where did it go? ”

Jun Moran vaguely remembered that before he fell into a coma, there was a person who, braving the raging fire, dragged Feng Wuwu away from his arms.

Referring to the past, Beitang Longting burst into tears, "Niuniu, she couldn't escape the fire, one corpse and two lives." ”

"Nope. She's going to be fine. ”

Jun Moran clenched his hands into fists and said firmly: "She must have been rescued." ”

"Your Majesty, what King Beili said is true. Two years ago, when Qingchen broke into the sea of fire wearing a fireproof fur, he really only saw you, and he never saw the princess from beginning to end. However, it didn't take long for someone to discover that the princess and the prince of Yunqin were buried together in the fire, and their bodies were burned black. Yu Qingchen's face was sad, and there were faint tears in her eyes.

"The king you saved?"

Jun Mo frowned, and he didn't have any impression in his mind.

Yu Qingchen nodded and said softly, "Yes." ”

Seeing this, Cersei added repeatedly: "Your Excellency doesn't know, in order to save you, most of the young lady's back was burned by the flames. ”

"Cersei, don't talk too much."

Yu Qingchen scolded in a deep voice, and a thin layer of anger appeared on his face.

She doesn't need Jun Moran's gratitude, nor does she need his mercy, what she wants is to stand side by side with him.

At this moment, ruthlessly hurriedly broke into the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Seeing that Jun Moran had already woken up, her face was happy, and she hurriedly stepped forward, "Wang, you are awake!" ”

Jun Moran seemed to regard ruthlessness as a savior, and asked urgently, "Have you sent someone to investigate the traces of worry-free?" ”

Ruthless nodded heavily, and said 1510: "For two years, Ruthless has been investigating this matter. At noon today, his subordinates happened to receive a secret report from Nanqiang. ”

"What's the situation?"

When Beitang Long Ting heard this, the muscles on his face tightened to the extreme.

Jun Moran also stared intently at Ruthless, hoping that she had already found the trace of Feng Wuwu.

Even though everyone said that Feng Wuwu had already died in the fire two years ago, Jun Moran still didn't want to believe it.

Ruthless knew Jun Moran's state of mind at the moment, and he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly submitted the secret report he obtained, "In the past two years, Emperor Nanqiang's whereabouts have been very secretive, and he ran out of the palace every once in a while. Our people have been tracking for two years, and finally found out that the place where he went every now and then was actually a mountain villa called 'Zangjiao Pavilion' on the outskirts of the Nanqiang Capital. What's even more strange is that a few days ago, a slender masked woman escaped from the Tibetan Pavilion overnight with a young child in her arms. ”

"Could it be that it's really a girl?" Beitang Long Ting held back the tears in his eyes, so nervous that he almost couldn't breathe.

Jun Moran secretly thought, on the day of the fire, the person who frequently fired cold arrows at him was a hundred miles of Heze nine times out of ten.

In this way, Feng Wuwu should have been brought out of the sea of fire by Baili Heze.

After a moment of silence, Jun Moran asked Beitang Longting particularly seriously, "Where is that woman's corpse now?" ”

"Ah Ran, you have just recovered from a serious illness, so you should not move around. Otherwise, after a while..."

"Nope. To live to see people, to die to see corpses. ”

Jun Moran didn't think that the woman who was burned black by the fire would be Feng Wuwu, he just wanted to make sure that his guess was not wrong.

Beitang Long Ting saw that Jun Mo Ran was so resolute, and sighed helplessly, "Follow me." ”

Hearing this, Jun Moran completely ignored his legs, and quickly followed behind Beitang Longting, passing through three or four palaces, and then saw the "Hall of Sorrow" covered by white chrysanthemums.

He raised his eyes and stared at the plaque in front of the hall, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to stride into the hall of sorrow that exuded an elegant fragrance.

Beitang Long Ting pointed to the cold jade coffin placed in the hall, and cried bitterly again.

Jun Mo stared fixedly at the bracelet given by Beitang Long Ting on the female corpse's wrist, and his eyes suddenly felt a tingling pain.

His mind "buzzed", as if the sky was about to fall, and he didn't dare to take half a step forward.