It wasn't until the warm and fragrant soft jade was in my arms that an empty corner in my heart was finally filled.
He sighed softly.
Before this, he had never thought that missing someone would be so painful.
He kissed her forehead.
"What were Xi'er doing just now? What are you worried about?"
Although Ye Xiyue restrained her emotions very well, he had always known her very well and was so closely dependent on her that he quickly noticed something was wrong.
Mentioning this, Ye Xiyue frowned slightly, and her eyes were filled with worry.
"It's the box left by my mother."
Then, she briefly recounted to him what had just happened.
Emperor Shitian's expression gradually became serious and dignified.
He had always thought that Ye Xiyue's mother had passed away long ago.
Unexpectedly, she was still alive, and was imprisoned.
"Xi'er, do you know who is the person who imprisoned your mother?"
he asked in a deep voice.
Ye Xiyue shook her head.
"The picture only appeared for a short while and then dissipated. The light was dim. I could only see that my mother was trapped in a cage. The rest..."
As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to Emperor Shitian.
"There were black vines growing in the cage, and my mother's wrists and ankles were penetrated by those things."
When she said this, there was a deep murderous intent in her eyes.
That kind of pain is unbearable to most people.
My mother's body was covered with old and new injuries, and was stained with blood.
She didn't even dare to think about how long her mother had been locked in that cage and experienced such horrific torture.
Thinking of this, her heart was trembling slightly.
Emperor Shaktian held her hand, and the warmth of ironing came from his body.
Ye Xiyue took a deep breath to calm herself down.
Her eyes fell on the piece of paper.
"I don't know that vine, so I can't tell where my mother is trapped. However, I have drawn the appearance of that thing."
Emperor Shitian then opened the piece of paper.
When he saw the pattern on it, his expression became fixed and his eyebrows furrowed.
Ye Xiyue suddenly noticed something.
"Shitian, you...know this thing?"
Emperor Shitian looked slightly calm and nodded.
Ye Xiyue's heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but squeeze his hand.
"That--"
Emperor Shitian put away the piece of paper, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:
"As far as I know, this black vine has only appeared in the Qingling Desert."
Ye Xiyue was stunned.
"Desert of Imprisoned Souls?"
Of course she knows this place.
Qiuling Desert is located in the far west, with yellow sand stretching for thousands of miles.
It is an extremely dangerous place, and countless practitioners have lost their lives in it throughout the ages.
However, people still break into it one after another every year.
Just because it is rumored that there is a legacy of peerless powerhouses there.
For this rumor, one after another practitioners stepped into dangerous places without hesitation.
Unfortunately, in the end, very few people survived.
Ye Xiyue didn't expect that the black vines were actually in Qiling Desert.
"So, it's very possible that my mother was imprisoned there?"
Emperor Shitian pondered for a moment and shook his head.
"Not necessarily. This is just a possibility, but it may not be true."
Ye Xiyue frowned.
Yes.
She has no other evidence.
The black vines alone were not enough to prove that my mother was there.