Now he suddenly told her that he was gone, leaving her forever.

How could she believe it, how could she believe it!

"Xilingyue, you get up for me, get up for me, you liar. You promised me, you said to reassure me, you said you would be fine, you lied to me, you lied to me, you got up, you liar, liar! ”

Grasping his collar with both hands in vain, Su Mingyu's emotions exploded!

Xiling Yue didn't react at all, quiet and peaceful.

Her eyes were red, and she suddenly shook Xiling Yue frantically, wanting him to open his eyes.

"Xiling Yue, let me tell you, don't pretend to be dead for me, get up for me, get up! Even if you have the ability to go to the Yama Palace, I will dig out your soul! ”

"Princess, please let the master rest in peace."

Slender hands, with rough calluses, pressed against the back of her hand.

Su Mingyu tilted her head slightly, and her black clothes and black hair crashed into her confused pupils.

Dragon City!

Like grasping at a life-saving straw, Shu Mingyu grabbed Long Cheng's hand.

"Long Cheng, tell me, he's just asleep, isn't he? He's still alive, isn't he? He wouldn't lie to me, would he? ”

Long Cheng's eyes were complicated, he looked at Shu Mingyu who was almost on the verge of collapse, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to open his mouth, but instead closed his cold and hard lips.

I didn't dare to look at her expectant eyes, and I didn't dare to look at her sad look with tears in her eyes.

Actually, he wanted to say, wanted to tell her-

But—

He looked away from her, but swallowed the words back.

"Princess, please mourn and change!" It was the last power he spoke.

"Dragon City, what do you say? What am I going to mourn, what am I going to change, what are you talking about? I can't understand a word. ”

The lines of Su Mingyu's face twitched strangely, and an unnatural smile hung on her delicate lips.

"Mingyu, you don't want to be like this, Mingyu, please, you look like this, let me worry about you so much."

Bai Qingwu shook Su Mingyu's shoulders, her willow eyebrows frowned, and her expression was sad.

Actually, she wanted to say more.

Mingyu, I didn't know you had such a deep affection for him!

Mingyu, her white light dance is just a white light dance after all, not the cloud in your heart.

"Princess Ning, Madame Bai, the dragon guard, and the shopkeeper of the rich coffin shop sent someone to send the high-quality Nanmu coffin."

A young man about fifteen years old barged in and reported in a panic.

Bump –

The porcelain bowl on the table of the Eight Immortals flew over from Shu Mingyu's hand and smashed on the hard door panel.

Whew——

A sharp and crisp sound seemed to cut through the space and shatter all over the ground.

"Who's dead here? Ask him to send a coffin, Long Cheng, get him out for me, get him out! Get out, get out! ”

Su Mingyu covered her ears with her hands, and she shook her head frantically.

When she saw anything smashed, she smashed it all at the little girl.

The little guy turned pale with fright, and he looked so frightened that he crawled and fled.

Smack-

A crisp and loud slap suddenly reverberated in the space. Su Mingyu was stunned, she looked at Long Cheng's raised palm, and felt the hot pain on her cheeks.

"Princess, wake up, the princess has already gone, please don't disturb the princess's rest again." Long Cheng said ruthlessly.

Su Ming Yubei woke up from the earthquake.

That's right, Xiling he's gone, he's not coming back, he's not coming back—

She looked stupid, stupid, and suddenly became so quiet, so quiet.

Suddenly, a feeling of darkness struck her head. After all, she couldn't withstand the blow, and her body slipped straight down.

"Princess!"

"Mingyu!"

Ping Pong, something shattered, bumped, someone fell.

In her last consciousness, she heard the voice in her ear, so noisy, so chaotic, so noisy.

She was dazed, her body was hot and cold, and the color of her dreams was as translucent white as snowflakes, large swaths of frightened white.

She walked in the vast snow-capped mountains, with no end in sight.

She panicked, she panicked, she panicked—

She couldn't help it, her body trembling, her brows tightly locked.

In the haze, a warm current suddenly approached her, and she seemed to be held tightly in her arms by a gentle hand.

The fresh scent of pine nuts floats in her memory.

The man, desperately trying to soothe her, gently patted her, coaxed her into a dream.

"Yu'er, don't be afraid, Yue is here, always here."

The frightened white is gone!

Her brows tightened in her coma slowly stretched out in a low timbre, and the corners of her mouth floated with a smile like a pear blossom.

Her face rubbed against the warmth of the man's palm, and she found a comfortable position and slept quietly.

"Lord Wang, are you hiding it from her like this? What if the princess refuses to forgive you afterwards? ”

Long Cheng looked at his pale and haggard face in his deep sleep, and his deep pupils were slightly shining.

"Now that the plan has been carried out, we must be willing to do so. What's more, it is for the sake of the future, this king thought, she will definitely understand. ”

Xiling Yue stroked Shu Mingyu's pale face, and there was a touch of distress in his ice-purple eyes.

He looked at her with pity, as if he was delusional.

Listening to her even breathing, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and when he got up, he gently placed Shu Mingyu on the bed, and he carefully took off the embroidered shoes for her, pulled the silk quilt, and quietly covered her body.

Then, a gentle kiss landed on her broken hair.

"Yu'er, don't blame me. Yu'er, sleep well, this king knows, you are tired. ”

He turned to meet Long Cheng's worried eyes, "Long Cheng, let's go to the study to discuss things." ”

"Yes, lord." Long Cheng stepped aside and let Xiling Yue go first.

The news of Su Mingyu's illness soon spread to the palace.

The queen immediately sent someone to send precious medicinal materials such as Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, and deer antler velvet, and comforted Shu Mingyu to cherish her body and take good care of herself.

As for Xilingyue's funeral, the queen was afraid that she would be too sad and faint again, so she called Cui'e, the personal palace maid next to her, to come over, how to say that this palace maid was also a maid who took care of Xilingyue when she was a child.

Now she personally presided over the burial of Prince Ning in the coffin, which also fulfilled the affection of the master and servant.

After Cui'e dealt with the matter, before returning to the palace, she also left a few palace maids, Hou in the Ning Palace, to help take care of some chores behind her.

In the Qianning Palace, the queen mother was lazily reclining on the phoenix collapse, she played with the smooth and lubricated nails in her hands, and a pair of red phoenix eyes flickered and dimmed.

"Niangniang, Cui'e is back." The little palace maid Ping'er came in to report.

Danfeng's eyes were shocked, his lazy body straightened up, and he sat down.

"Call her in. Also, the rouge here in the palace has just run out, so Ping'er should go to the Wanye room. ”

"Slave and maid, go now." Ping'er cautiously retreated.

At this time, a beautiful palace maid of about thirty or so walked quickly respectfully, she lowered her head slightly, and her face was cold. She is Cui'e who came back from King Ning's Mansion to inquire about the news.

"How's it going? Have you read carefully? ”

Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on her face.

"Back to Niangniang, the slave maid saw clearly, it was indeed Ning Wangye, and the traces on his chest, as Niangniang said, bloomed like a flower." Cui'e affirmed.

The queen's face was gentle, and she smiled elegantly: "Cui'e, you are an old man next to the palace, how many years have you been serving the palace?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, it's been ten years and three months."

Cui'e's back was cold, and her palms were still sweating.

"Ten years? Cui'e didn't say it, the palace had almost forgotten, it had been so long. ”

The queen paused. "I don't know if there are any relatives outside Cui'e Palace?"

"Hui Niangniang, the slave maid originally had a younger brother, but in the third year after entering the palace, his hometown encountered a big flood, and his brother was washed away by the flood, probably, probably there will be no chance to meet."

Speaking of this, Cui'e's voice was a little gloomy.

"I see." The queen's phoenix eyebrows stretched slightly, and she smiled.

"Originally, I thought that Cui'e had been doing things for the palace for so many years, and she had always been loyal, but although the palace was reluctant, she still wanted to let Cui'e go out and reunite with her relatives. But since Cui'e has no relatives, then, stay in the palace and continue to do good things for the palace, and the palace will definitely not treat Cui'e badly. ”

"Slave and maid thank you for your grace." Cui'e pounced and knelt down in thanks.

The queen waved her phoenix sleeves lightly.

"You're tired after a busy day, go down and rest."

Turning around, she lay on her side on the phoenix collapse, and her slightly narrowed Danfeng eyes suddenly opened.

Yue'er, Yue'er, let's go.

This is your life, and the queen mother is also for your good, who told you to give birth at the wrong time.

Inside King Ning's Mansion.

When Su Mingyu woke up, Xiaozhu informed her that the queen had sent someone.

Shu Mingyu just replied lightly.

Hmmm-

She clearly smelled the faint fragrance of pine nuts, could she be dreaming?

"Xiaozhu, who else came when I was unconscious?"

"Back to the princess, only the dragon guard and Madame Bai have been here."

Xiaozhu was a little strange, why did the princess suddenly ask about this?

"Are you sure no one else has been here?"

Could it be that she is dreaming? She clearly remembered the gentle hands, the soft tone, and the familiar fragrance of pine nuts.

She was silent, her brows frowning slightly.

Xiaozhu couldn't bear to see such a quiet Su Mingyu, as if her soul was separated from her body, as if it was about to melt in the air.

So, she stepped forward and kindly suggested: "Princess, you have been in a coma all day, you haven't eaten anything, do you want to eat something?" Tell Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu will go to the kitchen to make it for the princess. ”

Xiaozhu felt sorry for Su Mingyu's haggard pale face.

"I don't have an appetite right now, I don't want to eat anything."

Su Mingyu sat up with his body propped up. "By the way, what about the prince?"

Xiaozhu wanted to speak and stopped, for fear of stimulating Su Mingyu, she didn't want to tell Shu Mingyu.

Su Mingyu said coldly.

"Xiaozhu, I'm fine now. Yesterday I was too impulsive, you tell me, what about the prince? ”