As soon as these words came out, not only Feng Yinmei, but even Ion You was shocked.

Jeong-kun!

Even if they got married, they never thought that they could be ranked as a righteous monarch.

"No way!"

Ionic You took the lead in vetoing:

"Brother Luo, there is only one Zhengjun, and that is you."

"It's already good that my brother and I can be Pingjun, and we haven't thought about anything else."

Not to mention that since ancient times, there can only be one person sitting in the position of the monarch, just in terms of the depth of feelings, the few people who are left, the only one who cannot be compared with Luo Ran is Luo Ran.

It's not that Lu Jingmo doesn't have deep feelings for them, but that Luo Ran grew up with her, from babbling to being crowned and married, the relationship between the two is no longer something that can be summed up by two words, family, love, and friendship are mixed, so that the two of them have already become an inseparable whole.

So they didn't think about the position of Zhengjun, and they couldn't ask for it.

Luo Ran saw that he refused so neatly, and just wanted to continue to persuade, he was tapped on his forehead by Lu Jingmo:

"I said how the three of you have been mysterious these days, it turns out that you are discussing these things behind my back."

She looked around and slowed her tone:

"Within three years, I should have no intention of getting married."

Nanli's civil strife was resolved, but Beilu was faced with a situation surrounded by enemies, hundreds of national alliances, and she still had a protracted hard battle to fight.

Although Ionic You is a little disappointed, he can understand it.

Needless to say, Mo Xingchu didn't care about these things.

This is the end of the discussion of the marriage.

Night.

After Lu Jingmo finished feeding Ion You and drinking the medicine, he carried him into an underground room with him in his arms.

It is said to be a room, but it should actually be called a palace.

Under the sleeping palace of the former emperor of Nanli, it is embellished with night pearls and paved with precious stones, and a small palace with resplendent gold is built.

The largest of them is a huge ice bed, surrounded by fresh flowers, and in the center lies a man dressed in the queen's costume.

Ion You was put down by Lu Jingmo, and almost fell soft.

The person lying peacefully on the ice bed is his father and queen who have passed away for more than ten years.

His face, which was seventy percent like his, seemed to be just sleeping peacefully there.

"Ink."

His legs were weak:

"Carry me."

Lu Jingmo picked him up again, always paying attention to his emotional reaction.

His poison is cured, and he should not be brought here now, but should be allowed to recuperate.

But she knew best how important Fengqi was to You'er, so she decided to tell him the truth tonight.

The temperature at the edge of the ice bed is very low.

Ion You walked to the center of the bed as if he didn't realize it, and Lu Jingmo didn't stop him.

She had already asked people to prepare the decoction to relieve the cold in advance.

"Father's ......"

Ion You stretched out his hand and gently traced Feng Xi's still young and beautiful face, and a drop of hot tears couldn't help but drip down, instantly solidifying into ice on the ice bed.

"You'er misses you so much......"

He lay on Feng Qi's cold body and closed his eyes, as if feeling his father's embrace.

Lu Jingmo didn't bother, and only after a long time did he say softly:

"You'er, your father and he are still alive."

These words were tantamount to thunder, and the explosive ions suddenly sat up in shock:

"What did you say?!"

His heart beat sharply, and his breathing became rapid.

Lu Jingmo hurriedly continued:

"After your father drank that cup of poisoned wine, Chang Lin saved him with an antidote, but because he was poisoned for too long, there was only a trace of breath left, which is commonly known as the living dead."