Nan Liyou took a deep breath, looked up at the roof, a trace of emotion flashed in her purple eyes, and she quietly retreated, feeling that she shouldn't be here at this moment.
My mother has his heart from beginning to end. That kind of love has never been erased. Even if she misunderstood for twelve years, love still exists and nothing has disappeared.
Perhaps, Nan Liyou still doesn’t understand the meaning of loving someone, and he still doesn’t understand what love is…
But she understood one thing, my mother had really loved her...
Looking up at the clear sky, the white shreds, palace maids, eunuchs, and guards were cleaning up the corpses in the rooms and gardens, and the traces and blood behind the fight...
"Seventh Sister!" Nan Siyan came from the corridor and saw a woman in red fighting with her hands behind her back, quietly like a delicate red rose.
"Xiao Qi!" Nan Youran followed behind him and shouted at the man Rourou.
Nan Liyou slowly turned around, and when he saw the visitor, he frowned and gently said, "Your Highness, the Sixth Princess!"
"Oh, why have you become so unfamiliar? Smile, look at you, how cold you are. There is no smile on your face, it looks scary!" Nan Youran pulled her arm and said with a pure smile.
Nan Liyou smiled slightly and didn't say anything.
"Seventh sister, thank you!" Nan Siyan bowed, bowed deeply, and said sincerely, deepening her understanding.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is so serious! It's just a small effort!" Knowing what he was referring to, seeing him performing such a great gift, Nan Liyou couldn't help but frown his beautiful brows.
"Xiao Qi, this is what you deserve. You saved us. This gift is what you deserve!" Nan Youran said happily.
Nan Liyou didn't say anything, his eyes swept away to the other side, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.
Nan Siyan had discovered that although he didn't have much interaction with this sister, his relationship was not so cold before. Why did he become so cold when he traveled a long trip and his temperament became much weaker?
"Seventh sister, is she okay with Empress?" Nan Siyan finally found a topic, hoping to bring them closer.
Nan Liyou looked at him sideways, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a silver shadow fell from the sky.
"Ah, brother, it's a dragon... it's a dragon..." Nan Youran was so surprised that he pulled Nan Siyan's cuff and pointed at him.
Nan Liyou raised his foot to meet him, and the silver dragon turned into an adult, holding the boy in the blue long gown firmly in his hand.
"Master!" The two of them were exhausted, and they bowed their hands to praise them.
"Let's go!" Nan Liyou turned around and attracted the two of them to enter the hall.
After entering the door, Bai Yin consciously closed the door, without even looking at it, and locked Nan Siyan and Nan Youran who were about to enter outside the door...
"Xiao Qi..." Nan Qianhe stood up and retreated aside.
Nan Liyou pointed at Gamo and said, "He is the younger brother of the King of Miaojiang: Gamo, this Gu...he should have a way!"
"See Your Majesty!" Gamo stepped forward and performed a half-kneeling ceremony.
"Don't need to be too polite. You are Xiaoqi's friends and my distinguished guests. You don't need to perform these ordinary rituals in the future!" Nan Qianhe felt very touched and helped him get up.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" said Gamo.
Nan Liyou smiled slightly at the person on the couch, "Mom, I'll have someone come to see you."
Feng Suzi responded weakly and quietly closed her eyes.
Nan Liyou signaled to Gamo's head, and Gamo strode forward.
He first observed his eyebrow, frowned, then floated his pulse, and then flipped his eyelids...