Looking at Qingyan's receding figure, Sikong Zhaoya said worriedly, "Jingxuan, why did Yanyan behave like this? Is she too tired?"
Hearing her words, Jingxuan shook his head helplessly. "If that's the case, I don't know how to comfort her. But she never gives up easily. Maybe she is really tired."
"What do you mean by that, Jingxuan?" Do you think that Yanyan is tired because of this matter?" asked Sikong Zhaoya in confusion.
Jingxuan looked at Sikong Zhaoya and shook his head. "It's not because of this. It's because of all these things. Yanyan doesn't like to scheme against others, but she has been forcing herself to do that..."
Jingxuan paused and looked up at them. "You will never understand that feeling."
Hearing Jingxuan's words, Sikong Zhaoyu said with a smile, "If that's the case, then we are willing to merge the Xiyue Kingdom into the territory of the Nanchen Kingdom. In this way, we are the subsidiary of the Nanchen Kingdom. Perhaps it's the best for us."
Hearing his words, Jingxuan smiled, "It's up to you. We really can't decide for you. To merge or surrender can't change your fate of losing, just like the Beilin Kingdom. I think the people of the Beilin Kingdom will pay for what they have done, so we don't need to care about the Beilin Kingdom for the time being."
Hearing Jingxuan's words, Sikong Zhaoyu nodded and said, "Your Highness, I wonder if I can go to the capital of the Nanchen Kingdom with you and find a job there. In this way, I don't need to face my father anymore."
Hearing his words, Sikong Zhaoya looked at him in surprise. "You mean you want to go to the Nanchen Kingdom with us? Are you sure you want to work in the Nanchen Kingdom?"
Hearing her words, Sikong Zhaoyu nodded and said, "Yes, I do want to do a job in the Nanchen Kingdom. In this way, I can take care of you."
Hearing his words, Sikong Zhaoya shook her head and said, "I don't care about these things. Since mother will die soon, I want to accompany her in the last few days. It must be the best arrangement for her."
"I'll be with you, Zhaoya. Only
her words, Weisheng Bingqin shook her head with a smile. "Zhaoya, you are not a child anymore. You should know that everything is destined to happen. You can't be so willful."
"Mother, you can't die! What should I do after you die? If his majesty bullies me, no one can protect me!" Sikong Zhaoya held Weisheng Bingqin's hand and cried, "Mother, please don't die! I don't want you to die. I hope we both have a good ending."
"Silly girl! I know my condition. It's impossible, but it's a pity that I can't go back to see the Nanchen Kingdom until I die." Then she closed her eyes and said, "Zhaoya, can you help me with my make-up? I want to have a look at the sky of the Xiyue Kingdom again."
Sikong Zhaoya nodded. Then she helped Weisheng Bingqin sit up and began to dress her up carefully.
"It seems that I have never brushed your hair. How about I do it now?" asked Weisheng Bingqin, as if she had thought of something.
"Okay!" Looking at Weisheng Bingqin, Sikong Zhaoya nodded with a smile.
Looking at Sikong Zhaoya in front of the mirror, Weisheng Bingqin said with a smile, "May you and Yvning be together forever and have many children."
But at this time, Sikong Zhaoya's cheeks were already bathed in tears.
From now on, no one would help her comb her hair and talk about this softly. Her mother was finally going to leave at the most important time in her life.