After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to continue his life

Chapter 286 Reunion

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 286 Reunion

Emperor Ming followed Murong Lingshu step by step on the road to welcome Yue Huan.

The warm orange sun followed their figures step by step forward, gradually disappearing under the palace wall. After the sun disappeared, the passing wind rolled up the hems of their clothes, gradually giving them a chill.

"Lingshu, the weather is cold right now, first..."

Emperor Ming saw that Murong Lingzhen was wearing very thin clothes and was about to tell her to go back when the sound of horse hoofbeats came.

Murong Lingshu paused in her steps, and she suddenly took Emperor Ming's hand, "Your Majesty! Is it Huan'er?"

"It's her! It must be her!"

She didn't seem to need Emperor Ming's answer, but the smiles began to pile up on her face without a smile, and her eyes began to moisten.

Emperor Ming took the person into his arms and patted her gently, "Don't worry, Ling is familiar with you."

Emperor Ming listened to the sound of horse hooves, his dark eyes flashed slightly, such a sound in the palace...

Mercedes-Benz wind, lazy people.

Zhuo Yue lay lazily in Xuan Qi's arms and was led by him. Just as she turned a corner and before she could see clearly, a choked and hoarse voice came.

"Huan'er——"

Xuan Qi raised his eyes lightly, pulled the reins and stopped.

Zhuo Yue straightened up from Xuan Qi's arms. His hands loosened the reins and wrapped around her waist. He swept her off the horse with his long legs.

Murong Lingxu ran over quickly, and before Zhuo Yue could stand still, he suddenly hugged her into his arms!

"Huan'er! Huan'er!"

Murong Lingxu hugged Yue Huan tightly in her arms. Her tears couldn't help but fall down one by one into her clothes. Her voice was so choked that she said, "It's really you, Huan'er..."

The trembling and fragile body in her arms made Zhuo Yue's heart boil. She reached out and slowly hugged Murong Lingshu's waist, hugging her back with the same force, "Mother, I have made you worry."

Murong Lingxuan buried her head in Yue Huan's arms, choked with sobs and unable to say another word.

Emperor Ming came over and patted her back gently, "Lingshu, our Huan'er is fine now, don't cry."

"Don't hurt yourself."

He looked at Yue Huan, whose eyes were also red, and said, "Your mother, I miss you so much."

"Since the news of you came, I have been looking forward to you all day. Today I heard that you were coming back. If I hadn't stopped you, I would have left the palace to pick you up."

"Queen mother..."

When Zhuo Yue heard Emperor Ming's words, she felt very uncomfortable, as if her heart had been roasted on the fire and then thrown into a cold pool.

Murong Lingxu wiped her tears and let go of her, "Are you hungry, Huan'er? Mother has prepared a lot of your favorite dishes. Let's go back now."

After saying that, he would take her with him.

Zhuoyue's hand paused, and she turned around and called Xuan Qi, who had been standing by silently, "Aqi, follow me."

Murong Lingxu paused in her steps, stiffened her neck and looked at Jiang Qi. Those eyes only lasted a short moment, but they flashed through many turbulent emotions.

In the end, everything returned to peace.

Xuan Qi's phoenix eyes were as deep as the sea, and he stared back solemnly.

Sui Er.

"Let's go."

Murong Lingshui didn't know who she was talking to. She took Yue Huan's hand and walked towards the Lama Temple.

Emperor Ming looked at their backs and glanced at Xuan Qi who was standing motionless, "The food your mother cooks won't taste good no matter how hot it is. Let's go."

Mother?

Xuan Qi's eyes flashed slightly, as if a hole had been opened in his heart, and he stepped up to follow Emperor Ming's footsteps.

"When Yue Huan was still a child, I was thinking about what she would look like when she grew up."

"Now that this is the case, I have to say thank you to you."

Emperor Ming's brows were full of softness. Looking at his beloved wife and beloved daughter walking in front, all the cold thorns in his body were pulled out.

Thank you?

Xuan Qi looked at Zhuo Yue's back steadily, "I should thank you for raising Yue'er so well."

Emperor Ming looked at the sincere gratitude in Xuan Qi's eyes and felt satisfied in his heart, "In the past, I was the one who was biased against you. Now that Huan'er has chosen you, you can live a good life in the future."

"You must treat her well, you know?"

Xuan Qi looked at Emperor Ming, who seemed to be much older, and bowed deeply to him, "My lord, please keep this in mind."

…

At the dinner table, Murong Lingxu kept picking up dishes for Zhuo Yue, her eyes seemed to be glued to her, and she couldn't bear to move away at all.

"Mother, you eat too."

Zhuoyue looked at the mountains of dishes in her bowl and couldn't help but add another dish for Murong Lingshu.

Murong Lingxuan looked at the fish fillets in the bowl, still holding Yue Huan's clothes tightly with one hand. She always held something in her hand, as if in this way she could intuitively feel Yue Huan's existence.

She was always afraid that this was an illusion derived from her excessive longing.

She was afraid that it would break in the blink of an eye.

"Father, Emperor, Mother!"

At this time, Yue Jue's voice suddenly sounded.

Murong Lingxuan suddenly excited and looked at Yue Huan!

When Zhuo Yue looked at Yue Jue, she clearly felt a pulling force coming from her side. She turned her head and saw the fear in Murong Lingxuan's eyes that had not yet dissipated!

At this time, almost everyone noticed the Queen's strangeness.

"Queen mother?"

Zhuo Yue called out blankly, reaching out and hugging this woman who was like a frightened bird.

Yue Jue's feet were suddenly as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold. He was very familiar with this feeling. When he and his father came back from the Great Zhou Dynasty, the queen mother looked like this when she looked at him.

Murong Lingxu suddenly experienced the pain of losing a son and a daughter, and suffered a lot of hurt.

He walked towards Murong Lingshu step by step, hugging her and Yue Huan tightly, "Mother, please feel it carefully. I and Huan'er are really back."

"We are all staying by your side safely, don't be afraid, okay?"

Yue Jue's voice was very soft and gentle, but it carried a power that penetrated people's hearts.

"Yes, Queen Mother, don't be afraid, we are really back."

Zhuo Yue finally knew at this moment that Murong Lingxu had never let go of the way she died under the city wall. Instead, it was carved into her bones and became a hidden pain.

It would pop up from time to time, piercing her heart.

When the bad news about Yue Jue came, the chord in her heart was already tense.

Later, I watched her die with a sword, and the string was completely broken.

If it weren't for Jiang Qi's method of resurrection, Murong Lingxu wouldn't have been able to survive at all!

For a while, Murong Lingzhen, who was surrounded by Yue Jue and Zhuo Yue, let out a whimpering sound that lasted for a long time...

The full moon hung high in the sky, and the bright moon shed silvery light, elongating the figures of Zhuo Yue and Xuan Qi, and illuminating the road under their feet.

Zhuoyue held Xuan Qi's hand and walked step by step towards Anle Hall.

Xuan Qi looked at the drooped little head beside him and gently rubbed her hair.

"Are your eyes swollen from crying?"

"The young master of the polar region has turned into a little crybaby."

Zhuo Yue pursed her mouth slightly, raised her red and swollen eyes and looked at Xuan Qi, "But in such a situation, it's really easy to cry!"

It's not normal if you don't cry, right?

(End of chapter)