Mei'er took out a Jinpa to wipe away Lu Xiaochan's tears.

"Don't cry, Sister Xiaochan. I wonder if my sister is in a different mood now that she has a child? Do you have any heartfelt words, you might as well speak up to Mei'er? ”

Lu Xiaochan raised her misty eyes and nodded sadly: "You are right." Because of this child, his mood has indeed changed a lot. I...... I thought about killing the child, but the child was innocent. I don't know what to do? The king of Xiangjun once persuaded me bitterly. I think there is some truth in his words. It doesn't matter if I stay in this dark cold palace, but when the child is born in the future, will I let him stay here? Therefore, I ......"

"Do you want to go back?" Mei'er stared at Lu Xiaochan's speechless appearance and asked.

"Yes, I want to go back! For the sake of the child, I am willing to let go of the hatred in my heart. Because, he is the child's father, can I kill the child's father? How will my child question me in the future? How do I deal with my child? Lu Xiaochan's autumn-like eyes were full of pain.

"Understood, Sister Xiaochan, it's great that you can think so!" Mei'er was relieved, and Li Vortex smiled lightly, "I will convey your meaning to the emperor, I believe that you will be able to return to Yaohua Palace soon." In fact, whether to return to Yaohua Palace or not, the decision is up to you. Because Mei'er can see that the emperor actually feels guilty about you. When he was Nighthawk, he was indeed ruthless, but he was not a completely unreasonable villain. In his body, there is still a heroic spirit. Don't worry, when you return to Yaohua Palace, he will definitely treat you well. It's just that you have to learn to let go of your prejudices completely, and don't be awkward when you see him! ”

Lu Xiaochan lowered her head, lowered her eyebrows and said softly: "Don't worry, Mei'er, since I have already decided, I will not make any more mistakes." Before, the emperor often praised me as a well-informed woman. I have to admit that I will still feel uncomfortable in my heart, and maybe the resentment will not be completely eliminated for a while, but I can assure you that I will never openly get along with the emperor, I will learn to digest it slowly, and always remind myself that he is the father of the little prince. ”

Mei'er nodded: "I understand, since I have the heart to go back, hurry up and drink this bowl of mung bean soup you want." ”

Mei'er took the mung bean soup from Ziyu's hand and fed Lu Xiaochan to drink it herself, and Lu Xiaochan obediently cooperated. Mei'er handed the empty bowl back to Ziyu and asked curiously, "Sister Xiaochan, is this mung bean soup really effective in reducing fever?" ”

Lu Xiaochan: "This little thing can play a big role." Not only is it useful for reducing fever, but it has also cured the purple flame evil qi in the emperor's body! ”

Mei'er was stunned when she heard this, could it be said that Lu Xiaochan wanted this mung bean soup on purpose, deliberately to arouse the emperor's memory of the past, so as to feel compassion and let her out of the cold palace.

If that's the case, this Lu Xiaochan is too scheming. Mei'er inquiringly shot her sharp eyes at Lu Xiaochan, but after thinking about it, she extinguished the sharp fire again.

In fact, even if Lu Xiaochan used a careful machine in this place, so what? After all, in the cold palace, for the sake of the little prince in the womb, it is understandable to be a little clever when necessary. If it were me, I would do the same.

Thinking about it like this, Mei'er was relieved again.

"Sister, rest, when I return your mind to the emperor, I will send someone to pick my sister out of the cold palace." Mei'er took her leave.

Soon, Zuo Xiao ordered the concubine Niangniang to be released from the cold palace. And this will was read out by Zuo Xiao personally taking Huang Gonggong to the cold palace, and it was Zuo Xiao who personally took Lu Xiaochan back to Yaohua Palace.

That night, the moonlight was boundless, the cold stars fell, and the cold wind blew, which blew Mei'er's little nose red. Mei'er sat cross-legged on top of the temple alone, drinking happily while looking at the direction of the cold palace from afar.

She stared at the two people who were tightly hugging for warmth under the Huang Luo umbrella, the man was handsome and incomparably cool, and the woman was captivating the country and the city, beautiful and refined, and a pair of golden boys and girls. What a match!