Mei Fei looked at Ning Lan and said, "what a beautiful lily of the valley!"

Ning Lan was stunned for a moment before she knew what Princess Mei meant. She quickly replied shyly, "en? Princess Mei is actually teasing her son!"

"Lan'er's song Gong Yan has played its charm... Do you think of the past?"

"My ministers are ashamed."

"Lan'er, in a few months, you will leave the palace... This palace is really..." when Mei Fei spoke, her eyes were foggy.

"Empress Mei Fei, her ministers are not willing to give up you..." Ning Lan couldn't help crying when she saw the strong empress Mei Fei's tearful eyes.

"Your mother imperial concubine is also sad. Neither our palace nor your mother imperial concubine thought Lan'er would marry in the Great Khan country. This time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to meet again..." she said sadly. Mei imperial concubine Mei has failed to have children over the years and has regarded Ning Lan as her own. This suddenly wants to get married. It's still such a distant foreign country. How can you not be sad in your heart!

"Empress Mei Fei, please accept my courtiers' worship. My courtiers are unfilial and can't wait around you in the future. Thank empress Mei Fei for her tireless teaching to my courtiers over the years..."

"Get up!" Mei Fei hurriedly picked up Ning Lan, quietly looked at Ning Lan and asked, "Lan'er, do you have an unfinished wish to go to the Great Khan country? If there's anything, just tell Mei Fei's mother, you know? It's Daqi. I'm sorry for you."

Ning Lan gently shook her head and said, "empress Mei, the wish of my son is to listen to empress Mei and play Gong Yan again."

"OK! This song is a gift from the palace for you. After today, this song will be married with you. Since then, only you can play it!" Mei Fei said and sat down slowly. The piano music slowly flows out of her white jade fingertips, like a trickling stream from the valley, with a long history

Ning Lan knew that everything in the palace would be a thing of the past, facing her long-distance road of reconciliation. Where will there be? What is waiting for her?

One Man? A king? Or a country? Looking back on the past, such as smoke and clouds, when the prosperity ended, do you still remember the way to come? If you just fall into the world of mortals by mistake, how can you be so fettered?