It's been a long, long time since he's seen this person like this—no matter how big something happens in the court, he can handle it well, and he can listen to everyone's tedious remarks calmly, as if there is nothing to interest him.

So what the hell is this now?

Oh, it could really be, he seemed to hear "Little Seven" just now!

He frowned subtly, "Are you...... Hallucinations again? ”

Again?

The gloomy color in Quan Qianjiu's eyes had gradually condensed, and he glanced at him lightly, "What's the matter?" ”

Yue Linfeng saw that he had finally returned to normal, and then said, "I received a report just now - sure enough, someone wanted to break into Qilin Mountain, fortunately, you were already prepared." ”

Quan Tianjiu's eyes turned cold, "Send more people, and you can't let anyone in." ”

"Hmm."

Yue Linfeng paused, "What's inside?" ”

Quan Tianjiu lowered his eyebrows and said meaninglessly: "You'll know later." ”

…………

When Quan Tianjiu came back from outside, the coldness on his face became a little heavier, and he walked into the empty hall alone.

The bright yellow figure is lonely and lonely, like a ghost.

It's been three years, and the aura that belongs to her in the Dragon Yin Palace has completely faded. No matter how hard he tries, he can't change this kind of thing that doesn't exist and can't be grasped.

The pain of a torn chest is obvious, especially after seeing the figure on the tree just now, whether it is a figure or a ghost—maybe it may really be just a hallucination, but the pain is more and more deeply carved into the bones.

Quan Tianjiu walked into the inner hall, walked to the side of the dragon bed, and twisted gently in a dark corner, and the huge dragon creation slowly tilted and opened.

Once upon a time, Emperor Jing dug a secret passage to escape outside.

But he didn't need to escape, so this dark room that no one knew about had only one entrance and exit.

Quan Tianjiu walked down the steps, and all he was greeted by a cold and biting chill.

In three years, he finally completed a thousand-year-old ice chamber here.

Looking at the lifeless woman lying in the ice coffin, the blood jade wrench on her hand was particularly obvious.

The man's eyes were dark, and he leaned over and carefully kissed her on the corner of her forehead, "Xiao Qi, why do you ...... tonight I really look like I saw you? ”

"Are you really back?"

The surrounding cold soaked into the bone marrow, suffocating and impenetrable netting people.

A normal person shouldn't have stayed in such a place for too long, but he just lay down beside her, lying on the cold ice, turning sideways and gently hugging her.

"Little Seven...... I miss you. ”

…………

Following.

Quan Tianjiu went to the court in the morning, and then handled official business in the imperial study, and after lunch, he stayed in the imperial garden.

Xiao Quanzi was shocked, because he hadn't seen the emperor so "idle" for a long time.

"Let's go down." The man commanded softly.

Xiao Quanzi was embarrassed and said: "Your Majesty, it will rain in a while, why don't you go back, or the slave will find you an umbrella?" ”

"Get down." The man's face was expressionless, "Without my orders, you are not allowed to come out again." ”

“………”

Xiao Quanzi sighed silently and retreated.

The surroundings finally fell silent, and no one was resting.

Quan Tianjiu sat down from the time the sun was in the sky until the sun set, and suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, turning from sunny to cloudy, and it began to rain lightly.

He paced alone under the tree from last night, watching as the sky around him grew darker and the rain thicker.

She said last night - see you tomorrow?

It's today, she's coming, right?

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