Sixty years later, Qingtian's body has basically recovered, and there is no reason to shirk not doing things, and he has started to be busy again.

Tianjun felt that what the eldest son Qingtian did was still impeccable in all aspects, and he still had to rest assured that his third son, Changyu, who was eloquent and eloquent, but was always full of mistakes.

After returning to the court, Qingtian's taciturn and excessive etiquette made Tianjun understand that he was still angry in his heart, and the alienation between father and son often made Tianjun feel angry and angry.

On the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the Heavenly Monarch sat majestically on the throne, and the Son of Heaven Qingtian, the Holy War God Xuanyuan, Tai Baixing and other civil and military ministers were listed in His Royal Highness.

Today's court discussion is almost over, and the officials in the palace sing: "There is something to start, nothing to retreat."

Qingtian looked worried, hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a letter from his sleeve, held it and said: "Father, the son still has something to do, the demon queen Ling Xuan is terminally ill, the demon king sent an envoy to send a handwritten letter, he prayed to heaven to allow the relatives of the demon queen to visit, the letter is here, and the matter is also requested to be decided by the father."

The demon queen Ling Xuan used to be the Lingbo fairy of the heavenly realm, she was slim, graceful and beautiful, and she was recognized as a talented woman.

The people present, including Qingtian himself, knew that Ling Xuan was a woman that Tianjun had loved and pursued for many years, because Tianjun had married a concubine, he promised Ling Xuan the position of concubine and loved her for the rest of his life, but all the efforts of Tianjun did not make Ling Xuan moved.

At that time, he was still the prince of the demon clan, driving the clouds to pass by Bixia Lake, and inadvertently overlooking the Lingbo fairy dancing in the lake, it was love at first sight, and the hustle and bustle of Fu Minghuan lived by Bixia Lake, and the sentence "There is only one person in a lifetime" captured Ling Xuan's heart.

Tianjun was unconvinced and unwilling, and naturally refused to give up, this matter was related to the dignity of a man, he intimidated Ling Xuan's family to persuade each other, but in the end it was to no avail.

When Tianjun wanted to put Ling Xuan under house arrest, the seemingly weak Ling Bo Fairy resolutely fled, and followed Fu Minghuan to the demon clan underground in Jiuquan without hesitation, and on the second day of escape, he publicly announced that he was married to the demon prince Fu Minghuan.

The Heavenly Monarch was furious, thinking that this was a deliberate provocation by the demon clan, and he almost lost his mind, causing a great battle between the heavenly demons, and the two clans became even more hostile.

In a fit of rage, the Heavenly Monarch cut Ling Xuan's immortal book, and relegated Ling Xuan's family to a remote and bitter cold place under the pretext of having no way to teach, so that he could take a breath of evil.

After listening to Qingtian's announcement, the Heavenly Monarch's face was serious and indifferent, and his words were cold and harsh: "Does the Demon Queen have anything to do with the Heavenly Clan? Why does Heavenly Court care about irrelevant matters?...... Nothing, retreat...... The prince stays for a while".

"Yes, father," he said, standing respectfully to the side.

After the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs dispersed, Tianjun had a complicated look of irritability on his face, stepped down from the throne and came to Qingtian's side, and said coldly: "The prince's body, is it all right?"

"Yes! It's already good, let the father worry, and the son is afraid"

"Well, yesterday, the Wing Clan came to inquire again, and your marriage with the Princess of the Wing Clan should indeed be set on a date."

Qingtian hurriedly replied: "Father, although the son's health is good, but the damage to the cultivation is far from repairing, the son-in-law always feels tired, please ask the father to give some more time."

Knowing that Fu Minghuo came to beg him for Ling Xuan, Tianjun's resentment had not been straightened out, and the lover who had always been attached to him in his heart was about to disappear, and his heart was even more mixed. Hearing Qingtian's words, Tianjun's face became even darker and more ugly, and he said angrily: "You always push back, I'm afraid that you will be resentful and have an awkward relationship with Benjun, right?"

Qingtian knew that his father was annoyed, and he hurriedly knelt down on his knees, "Father, my son doesn't dare!".

"Hmph, you'd better not dare! For many years, you haven't had a single heir, is it really just for physical reasons that you have snubbed the palace?"

Tianjun remembered Qingtian's lack of interest and cold estrangement in the past few decades, and he became more and more angry, "Don't think that Benjun doesn't know, you asked around, wanted to find that little scholar, and didn't even return to Heaven with Zixiao...... Today, I'll tell you, it's better to die as soon as possible, you will never ...... See that again."

The storm in Qingtian's heart suddenly rose, to find Xiao Wu, there is only one way to go, since it is said that Xiao Wu is today, Qingtian also broke the kettle and ignored it, "Father, is there anything wrong with Xiao Wu? She saved her son...... But he was punished, and now his life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown, and his father ...... Do this...... Is it fair?".

Hearing this, Tianjun was almost blown out of his lungs, he had never seen Qingtian so bold and disobedient, and he lowered his voice in a dumb voice: "Presumptuous! You dare to talk to Benjun like this!", after speaking, a slap was slapped on Qingtian's face.

Qingtian did not flinch, and argued with tears in his eyes: "Erchen knows that his father has suffered all his life because of the loss of his love, and that father ...... Why do you want to tear apart your sons and your loved ones?".

Tianjun suppressed the boiling anger in his heart, paced a few steps to calm his anger, turned around and said coldly: "That little scholar...... How can I work with ...... She is a, confusing you, because she wants to fly on the branches and become a phoenix."

Qingtian knelt down and crawled to Tianjun's side, and explained with tears in her heart, "Father doesn't know Xiao Wu, she has the ability to never forget, she is the most talented and thoughtful woman that Erchen has ever seen, Xiao Wu is not the kind of woman that her father said, she never agreed to Erchen's courtship, and Erchen can't do without her...... Ask your father, spare Xiao Wu, as long as she is released, all the sons and ministers will listen to their father's arrangement...... Father, let go of Xiao Wu, okay?".

Tianjun was still stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that his beloved son would fall so deep in love.

Tianjun occasionally regrets for a moment, for an insignificant little scholar, it is indeed not worth it to engage in such a cold and raw relationship between father and son. Leaving the little scholar to fulfill his son's true love can also make his beloved son less sad and lose the pain of his beloved woman, which he himself deeply understands. But as long as he thought of the little scholar's special tongue and blood, and thought of the possible disputes, Tianjun's heart hardened again.

"Hmph! That little scholar is already dead, and you will not waste your efforts in vain."

Qing Tian burst into tears, grabbed the corner of Tianjun's robe, and looked up at him with pain on his face, wanting to confirm the truth of his words, "No, Father didn't tell the truth, right?...... Father, son-in-law can feel that she is still alive...... If she dies, the hearts of her sons will also die with her...... I beg my father, and have mercy on my poor son."

Tianjun shook off Qingtian's hand, pointed at Qingtian's nose in anger, and reprimanded: "Look at your virtue, for the sake of a cheap girl, you will wither into this ghost, leave your business and do nothing, and cry and cry, what kind of system is this......? It really makes Benjun ...... How can you be the prince of the Heavenly Clan?...... Hmph, don't think you have to, you still have ...... Many excellent sons".

Qing Tian was disheartened, and suddenly felt that he could not find the meaning of life, and he began to doubt the principles of benevolence and righteousness in the past. If there is a suitable person, he is willing to go to Xiao Wu lightly and take her to the outside world to see.

"If the father is interested, the son ...... Willing to return ...... Seal of the Prince"

Although at the instigation of Concubine Xiang, Tianjun also focused on cultivating his third son Changyu, but after all, he was just a spare tire.

Tianjun's words today just wanted to intimidate and knock Qingtian, but he didn't expect that Qingtian really had the idea of abandoning the seal and not doing anything, which made Tianjun feel that all his cultivation and expectations had been disappointed, and he was extremely angry.

The Heavenly Monarch pointed out the hall with trembling hands, gritting his teeth and shouting at Qingtian, "You! you...... To Benjun, get out of here, kneel outside, I don't understand...... Don't get up forever."

Outside the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the crown prince Qingtian knelt straight in front of the hall, and there was a stubborn and resolute look on his solemn face.

Tianjun returned to the imperial study in a dejected manner, lost his soul for a long time, and in a brocade box, took out a white handkerchief, embroidered with a delicate daffodil, the handkerchief was once the belongings of Ling Xuan, the fairy of Lingbo, and he treasured it for more than 200,000 years.

The sad-eyed Tianjun walked behind the case, staring at the veil for a long time, seeing things and thinking about people.

Tianjun put the handkerchief under his nose and sniffed it lightly, and he could vaguely smell the faint fragrance that only belonged to her. The corners of his mouth slowly hooked a sweet and bitter smile, and he seemed to see Ling Xuan's bright appearance with a smile when he looked back at him, and that smile was like a warm spring light, illuminating his whole world. In order to beg her to be single-minded, he had thought about letting go of everything, but he had too many ties in his heart.

Tianjun loved Ling Xuan unforgettablely, he was moved by his true feelings and couldn't extricate himself, and asking for nothing was the most heart-wrenching torture for him. Tianjun has loved and hated Ling Xuan for nearly 200,000 years, and when he hates, he can't wait to crush her to ashes, but deep down in his heart, he has always missed her, she is the deepest pain in his heart!

Hidden in the bottom of my heart, the woman who has cherished her life is about to die, or let Tianjun's heart cut like a knife and be in pain!

The most painful thing is the Demon King Fu Minghuo, his lifelong beloved wife Ling Xuan, lying pale and weak in his arms, and life is slowly passing from her. He is the supreme of the earthly realm, and he can control the cycle of life and death in the world, but he is powerless about the imminent death of his beloved wife. He loves her more than himself, and how will he face a long and lonely life without a lover?

The Demon King Fu Minghuo hugged the angry Ling Xuan tightly, thinking that she had been stripped of her divine status and abandoned her family in order to marry her, so that she could not return to her home, not only could she not enjoy family affection, but also dragged her family into exile and suffering. He knew that she was lonely and lonely in the strange demon clan, and although he loved her with all his heart, he couldn't replace all family affection after all.

For him, Ling Xuan suffered from the pain of repulsion, and insisted on giving birth to her beloved son Mubai for him when her body did not allow it, causing her body to be damaged again, and her health was like a river and a sea, becoming worse and worse, and her beloved son Mubai, who died early due to congenital underdevelopment, made her sad all her life.

Fu Minghuan got the most sincere and selfless love, and the most tender love and companionship in Ling Xuan, she is his happiness and the meaning of life.

The tall and burly demon king was in the dark and crying like a child, and he never cared what others thought? His sorrow was like a raging and roaring tsunami, and his world was crumbling and collapsing with the passing of his beloved wife's life.

Ling Xuan, who had just woken up from a coma, said weakly with a face full of love and satisfaction: "Da Lang...... Don't cry, the concubine is fine."

Ling Xuan stretched out her hand and wiped her tears for Fu Minghuan, the big man in front of her who was domineering and decisive in front of outsiders was always a big boy who needed to be taken care of from time to time in her heart, he acted casually in front of her, and she was also willful in front of her, the two hearts had long been born together, both of them loved each other to the bone, and they didn't want to leave for a while. For her imminent departure, Ling Xuan's heart was full of worries.

Seeing Ling Xuan wake up, Fu Minghuan forced out a laugh and panicked, "Wake up, Ling Xuan, it's great that you're awake......! Ling Xuan, please, don't leave Da Lang, okay?...... Da Lang can't live without you, can't ......", Fu Mingxuan said, crying again.

Ling Xiao gently wiped his tears from Fu Minghuan, and coaxed, "Da Lang, the concubine still has to wait...... Our son...... Mu Bai is back...... Don't worry, don't cry ......."

Regarding Xiao Wu's body warming and nurturing Mu Bai Yuanshen, it was Fu Minghuan who told her in order to comfort the sick Ling Xuan, and he told Xiao Wu about the reasons before and after he entered the palace, and he hoped that Ling Xuan would be able to get better as soon as possible. And she concealed it before, because she was worried that Ling Xuan would be worried all the time, which would make her illness worse, after all, the chance of being able to save her beloved son Mubai again was not great, and she hoped that if she was disappointed later, it would be another heavy blow, and she was afraid that Ling Xuan would not be able to bear it.

Fu Minghuan was really obedient, stopped crying, hugged Ling Xuan, and said in a very nasal voice: "Yes, we still have to wait for our son Mubai to come back, there are already clues, and we are going to find Lu Xiaowu...... Ling Xuan, you must get better, our family is about to be reunited."

Seeing Ling Xuan smiling at him, there were thousands of stars in his beautiful eyes, and he continued: "Ling Xuan, I have already sent a messenger to send a message to Tianjun Taiwei, I believe that soon, you will be able to see your family."

The smile on Ling Xuan's face deepened, and she looked at it obsessively, the lover she had entrusted to her life. In order to let himself see his family, he put aside his prejudices, face and dignity, and bent down to beg for Taiwei, with such a man, Ling Xuan felt content and happy.

Seeing Fu Minghuan's dark eyes and tired face, Ling Xuan began to feel distressed, "Da Lang, the concubine wants to sleep for a while, ...... Let's go sleep for a while."

"I'm not going, don't let me leave you"

"Just go and sleep for an hour, Da Lang is obedient, don't let the concubine worry...... Okay?", Ling Xuan coaxed and persuaded like a child, this was the normal communication between the two.

In the end, no matter how strong a man is, he also has a childlike fragility in his heart, but he has been taught to ask for a long time, and he has to pretend to be strong, and in the end, everyone, including himself, takes it for granted that he should be everyone's shoulder and support, and the fragility and pain in his heart can only be resolved by himself with a pot of wine or some way when no one is around.

Fortunately, he met a loving wife who cared for him as warm as a mother, he didn't need to hide his weak, uninhibited, and even ugly side in front of her, and she could resolve his grief and pain, confusion and pressure like a spring breeze and rain, he was by her side, his heart was free and unrestrained, in addition to love and affection, she was like a bosom friend and teacher to him.

"Da Lang is not sleepy...... Either...... I'll go sleep for half an hour."

Fu Minghuo was bargaining, and Ling Xuan smiled and agreed. Fu Minghuan didn't want Ling Xuan to worry, but he really didn't want to leave her, and in the end, he had no choice but to reluctantly leave one step at a time.

"Da Lang!"

With a light call, he called Fu Minghuan to Ling Xuan's bed, Ling Xuan smiled, grabbed Fu Minghuan's hand, put it on his mouth and kissed it lightly.

Ling Xuan motioned to her personal maid Ling'er, brought a beautiful brocade box and opened it.

Fu Minghuan saw that in the brocade box, there was a phoenix crown that he customized for Ling Xuan's wedding, this phoenix crown was made by him to collect the world's treasures and personally draw for her, and the phoenix crown was inlaid with a heart-shaped big ruby, and there were hundreds of various jewels, exuding colorful brilliance together.

Ling Xuan clearly remembered the day of the wedding, wearing a red wedding dress, the spirit of the Fu Ming, holding the phoenix crown and the beautiful and shy her, said: "The unique ruby on this phoenix crown represents a red heart of mine, I swear that I will only love Ling Xuan alone in my life, if there is a violation, heaven and earth will be punished, and there will be no burial."

Ling Xuan hurriedly held down Fu Minghuo's mouth at that time, not letting him continue, but felt that she was the happiest bride in the world. Over 200,000 years, under his care and love, she really feels that she is the happiest and luckiest woman in the world.

"Da Lang, the concubine will leave this phoenix crown for Mu Bai's wedding, you have to tell him that his queen mother loves him very much, and hopes that he can be happy and happy for a lifetime!"

Tears flashed in Fu Minghuan's eyes again, he held Ling Xuan's hand tightly, and said, "Ling Xuan, didn't you say okay, let's wait for Mu Bai to come back together......?" You can't afford to lose your word."

Ling Xuan smiled but didn't answer, took out a brocade bag from her arms and handed it to Fu Minghuan, "Da Lang, this is left to you, the concubine and Da Lang have been married forever, love you...... The concubine will not swerve until death".

Fu Minghuan listened to Ling Xuan's words, and his heart was full of grief, he opened the brocade bag, and saw that it was his and Ling Xuan's hair braided together, and Fu Minghuan's tears flowed out again.

"Why are you crying again? It's like a child...... I'm not afraid of the jokes of my subordinates", Ling Xuan sneered lovingly.

Seeing that Ling Xuan's face was radiant, he was also overjoyed.

Ling Xuan stroked Fu Minghuan's dark blue face, her eyes were full of indissoluble affection and reluctance, "Da Lang, you're tired! Go to sleep...... obedient".

"Okay, Ling Xuan will also rest for a while, your family will be almost there."

"Good!"

Fu Minghuo was really tired, he hadn't closed his eyes for four days and four nights, seeing that Ling Xuan was in good spirits, he relaxed slightly, and fell asleep as soon as his head fell into the pillow.

"Queen!"

A terrible cry made Fu Minghuan suddenly wake up, and he ran barefoot to the love nest of him and his beloved wife next door.

Fu Minghuan saw it, Ling Xuan opened her eyes and lay quietly on the couch, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she had gone peacefully.

Ling Xuan was still not at ease after all, and she didn't close her eyes when she was dying. Is she waiting for her beloved son to return? Is she waiting for her family to be seen for a long time? Or is she worried about leaving her lonely lover?

"Ling Xuan! Ling Xuan is back...... Don't leave Da Lang behind, come back! Come back soon......"

Fu Minghuan ignored the face of the demon king, knelt in front of the couch, hugged Ling Xuan and cried heartbreakingly, he helped his lover close his eyes, his body was crooked, and he fainted with excessive sadness.

Cheng Lie knelt in front of the couch and cried bitterly, he was a child raised and cultivated by Queen Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan was prematurely regarded as his own mother.

When the queen mother left, Cheng Lie was grief-stricken, but he had to be strong to hold up everything at the moment, he had to arrange the funeral of the queen mother, and take care of the grieving father. Cheng Lie knew the deep affection between his father and queen mother, and he was worried that his father would not be able to bear the heavy blow of losing his wife.

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