Three days later.

The palace in the northern desert is full of lights, a festive one, and red lanterns are everywhere, hanging all over the streets and alleys.

The gate of the palace was full of festivities, and the common people were all around to watch.

When He Yunxian was unconscious, he was changed into a festive groom's official costume by the red clothes, tied his white hair into a crown, and moved him to the main hall of the Northern Desert Palace.

He Yunxian woke up slightly in the noise of gongs, drums and firecrackers, his eyes were a little blurry, and he couldn't see what was in front of him more and more clearly.

All he knew was a festive red in front of him, and he didn't know what he was doing.

He wanted to find the red clothes, but he didn't find her, and after a glance at his position, he was actually wearing a dazzling and luxurious wedding dress on the main seat of the main hall of the palace.

He was a little stunned.

His vision gradually became a little clearer, and from a distance, he saw that the civil and military officials of the Northern Desert knelt in front of him one after another, all wearing court clothes, with an aura.

He wanted to speak, but he felt a sour throat, and under the jubilant sound of firecrackers, a festive and luxurious female figure slowly stepped from the city gate.

He Yunxian wanted to get up and see more clearly, but he was weak and couldn't move.

"Welcome to the princess!" The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and called.

"Congratulations to the king on his new marriage, a hundred years of good marriage!"

He Yunxian's breathing was a little suffocated, and his delicate and beautiful little face became more and more familiar and closer.

His breathing became more and more rapid, it was Nangong Li.

Nangong Li walked towards him step by step from the city gate, dressed in a heavy and prosperous wedding dress, supported by Yeyun Jue in a white jade suit, holding her hand, and slowly walking in the direction of He Yunxian.

He Yunxian saw her face, and his expression became more and more excited, but he no longer had the strength to get up, and it was extremely difficult to even speak.

His outstretched hands were trembling, and he wanted to get up and hold her hand, all of which were extravagant hopes.

Ye Yunjue took her by the hand and came to He Yunxian step by step, then let go of her hand and looked at her quietly with lowered eyes.

Nangong Li smiled at the corner of her lips, slowly walked in front of him, and said softly and gently: "He Yunxian, I'm here." ”

He Yunxian finally showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, his eyebrows and eyes were full of happy smiles, and he nodded with difficulty, "Nangong Li..."

"I'm here!" She stepped forward and gently patted him on the back, reassuring him.

He Yunxian stretched out his trembling hand, with some begging in his eyes, wanting to hold her hand.

Nangong Li did not refuse him, stretched out her white and tender slender jade fingers, and clasped his ten fingers.

Her warm palms covered his bony fingertips, and her heart was still sour, but she had to keep smiling and give him the best side.

"This life is enough!" He Yunxian said weakly, his eyes were already moist.

Nangong Li couldn't help but redden, choked up and didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile and tears, and asked him to remember his best side.

"Don't cry—" His hand stroking her cheek with great difficulty, trying to wipe her tears.

Nangong Li lowered his head slightly, letting his hand touch his cheek, and the tears still fell uncontrollably.

He Yunxian's fingertips gently caressed her cheek, and the ironed tears burned his heart.

He smiled contentedly, his eyes slowly closed, and his hand hung limply.

Nangong Li's heart was suffocated in vain, his pupils contracted violently, and he held his cold hand tightly, but there was no trace of temperature.

"He Yunxian...", she cried out in grief...

But he couldn't call it back, that handsome young man.