Chapter 400

Sima Qing took Fengyue's body to the South court and was buried with mu Huaqian in the imperial mausoleum. Xiao Dongxu seemed to know it. He was very clever from beginning to end. He just couldn't help crying when he saw the face of Fengyue, but he didn't make a fuss.

Hua nonferrous, Bai Lian, Qingqing, situ, and Mingyue palace were all present. Originally, the body of the moon should be buried in the Mingyue palace. However, Sima Qing temporarily changed his mind and brought her to him.

It should be my aunt's wish to stay together before death and be willing to share the same acupoint after death!

"Aunt, Qing'er... I don't want you..."

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Nanting emperor and empress died. Prince Dongxu inherited the throne and assisted minister Hua nonferrous. Even the Mingyue palace, which has never participated in the affairs of the imperial court, has become the grand Fu of the little emperor, so that some people who originally had an evil heart dare not move.

Even if there are, they are all cleaned by the Ming moon palace. According to the current situation, there will never be any trouble in the South court within 20 years.

In Dongting, Xiao Jiuyin ordered the whole harem to be buried because of the Queen's death. For this reason, he also killed several ministers, adding the name of a tyrant to history.

Since then, there was no imperial concubine in the harem, and there was only one prince Jingyang. Since he left every month, he often held Jingyang when he was free, just as he held him every month. This not only brought in the relationship between their father and son, but also made him less violent.

Prince Jingyang was made Prince because he was adopted by Liu Fengyue, and Liu Fengyue was the queen of Rongjia. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with his identity, not to mention that he is such a son now.

The ministers in the court wanted to fill the palace, but they were shocked by Xiao Jiuyin's violent spirit. When the court killed a minister, who would be foolish to send it to the tiger again?

It's all right. The queen has just passed away. It's understandable that the emperor is too sad. Wait, wait.

However, they did not know that they had been waiting for more than ten years until the new emperor ascended the throne. However, these are later words.

Now Jingyang knows how to say some simple words. From time to time, he calls the mother imperial concubine who used to be unclear. Of course, Xiao Jiuyin knows, but when he asks, he will hold him and tell him, "when you grow up, you can see the mother imperial concubine!"

In his spare time, Xiao Jiuyin will teach him how to draw, and the painting is flowing every month.

In this way, his impression of every month increases instead of decreasing. With the passage of time, those memories become deeper and deeper.

He remembered that his mother was born every month.

The same is true of the little emperor of Nanting. Although he is smaller than Jingyang, his memory is not bad at all. When he sees the portrait of Liu Fengyue, he will still rush over and look at it for a long time.

He knew that the woman above was his mother and the favorite woman in his father's life.

In the mountain behind the dark moon palace, a figure slowly appeared in the prohibition. In the sky, at the moment of death every month, a star fell down. He raised his hand and calculated it. Sure enough!

Perhaps it was time for him to go in another direction. The purpose was the tomb they found every month. When he opened the door, he came to the tomb. There were still rows of people standing in it. On the throne above, a woman sat upright with a posture of arrogance.

"Xueyao..." he came to her and stroked her face. "She has the same face as you, is that you?"

The answer was still silent.

"In the future, I will accompany you, OK? You will never leave me again..."

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Pain, pain in the chest came in bursts, making her gradually awake from her sleep.

The white set and the familiar smell of disinfectant slowly closed her mind.

When she started, she still had a needle in her hand, and a bottle of potion hung at the head of her bed, dripping slowly.

After a while, she remembered that this is... The 21st century, the era she was in.

Is she back? She remembered that she either gradually fell asleep in the past, and then it was dark. That was death, she knew.

But why is it here?

What the hell is going on now? When she got up, she felt the pain in her chest, then opened her clothes and looked at the gunshot wound?

Is this... The gunshot wound before she died? But didn't she cross it? Are you wearing it back?

Close her eyes, she hopes it's a dream, but the taste of disinfectant at the tip of her nose is still so strong that it can't be dispersed. She can't deceive herself.

When she opened her eyes again, she was still in this familiar and strange place for her.

Without Nanting, Dongting, Mingyue palace, Muhua front, everything, only this cold city.

Is it a dream? But why are dreams so real? When she woke up, she crossed two worlds.

When she moved, her chest hurt. She had experienced this feeling many times in that dynasty. No, it was not a dream. She must have really been to that dynasty and experienced what she remembered.

Since she is still alive, why did she cross? Since she is dead, why will she come back?

"Well --" she pulled out the needle tube in her hand and affected the wound. There were bursts of pain. According to the degree of pain, her injury should not be long. It is estimated that it will not exceed five days!

When she got out of bed, she had some unreal feelings and rushed out of the ward on the ceramic tiles on the ground.

"Ah --"

Bang --

The liquid medicine on the medical tray held by the nurse spilled all over the floor.

"Hey, miss, what's the matter with you? Your wound shouldn't move around, miss..."

Every month's arm was pulled. Looking back, she looked at the nurse who grabbed her and calmed down. "Excuse me, where is this?"

The nurse saw her calm down and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Hoo... This is the best private hospital in Z city!"

"Why am I here? How long have I been here?"

"You were sent by Dr. mu, special care patient," she stressed the four words of special care patient, and then continued, "four days ago, you were sent to our hospital. At that time, they thought you were hopeless. However, fortunately, Dr. Mu refused to give up, so you must thank Dr. Mu!" the nurse said foolishly, it's not difficult to see her infatuation.

Dr. Mu's heart moved every month. "What's his name?" she looked at her nervously. Maybe there was little hope, but she just wanted to ask.

"Dr. mu, it's just..." suddenly she stopped, looked at her back with bright eyes and shouted, "Dr. mu, you're coming!" the look of Huachi is really heinous. How can there be such a person in the hospital?

However, she still turned her head and looked as if it were another world.

That face

The smiling face was getting closer and closer to herself, and then she smelled the unique cold smell on him.

"Before Mu Hua..."

"I am!"

Every month I bow my head, tears fall instantly, like beads with broken lines.

At this moment, time seems to have stopped.

In the consternation of the little nurse, Liu every month threw himself into Mu Hua's arms. He didn't cry, but enjoyed it quietly.

Enjoy each other's breath, each other's heartbeat.

If there is such a person who forgets himself when you see him, then you must love him very much, just like every month before the flower, whether to meet temporarily or forever?