The sound of the door being knocked and being pushed rudely came in along with the announcement. Duanmu Minya and Xuanyuan Qingtian looked at each other in slight astonishment, and then walked quickly to the door of the room to greet the Queen.
The Empress must have been in a very anxious and uneasy mood to forcefully open the door regardless of etiquette. For the Empress, who had always been calm and calm even if the mountain collapsed before her eyes, her face did not change and her heart did not beat. The death of the prince was a blow to her.
The biggest, otherwise they would not lose their bearings, and people would become panicked. It seems that no matter how strong a person is, how competitive a person is, he still cares about his children the most, otherwise he would not panic like this. Duanmu Minya slightly
I frowned and thought, isn't it true that what a parent spends his whole life caring about is his or her own child?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of her parents. When they learned that she was buried on the cliff, were they as panicked and painful as the Queen? It goes without saying that she must be. Thinking about it, her heart suddenly became heavy, and her expression also changed.
become sad.
Xuanyuan Qingtian, who was standing nearby, paid special attention to Duanmu Minya's every move. He could see Duanmu Minya's sad expression. He gently reached out and gave Duanmu Minya a tight squeeze, as if giving her a hand.
The care, tenderness and support made Duanmu Minya feel warm in her heart. She shook his hand and a feeling of affection spread in the hearts of the two of them.
At this time, the Queen, who was usually well-dressed at all times, came in with her clothes slightly scattered. Her steps were messy due to being too excited. Her long and elegant skirt almost tripped her, if it weren't for the person beside her.
The maid who had been supporting her was doing her duty, but she must have fallen due to excitement.
The imperial doctors and eunuchs and maids who were guarding the hall were so frightened by the Queen's condition that they almost forgot to salute, but the Queen did not bother with them and rushed straight into the bedroom.
"See the Queen..."
"Excuse me, where is my Mo'er?" She grabbed Xuanyuan Qingtian excitedly, and before Xuanyuan Qingtian could answer, she had already seen Xuanyuan Qianmo lying motionless and lifeless on the bed.
She let go of Xuanyuan Qingtian's hand with a confused expression, and ran towards Xuanyuan Qianmo's direction with staggering steps.
She threw herself in front of the bed and raised her trembling hands in front of her. She wanted to touch Xuanyuan Ganmo but didn't dare to touch it. She was afraid of touching a cold corpse. She was afraid...
"My Mo'er, my Mo'er..."
After a while, she could no longer care about anything else, hugged Xuanyuan Qianmo's body that was slowly getting cold, and cried loudly.
The sound of grief wailing like a wounded beast made everyone's hearts tighten. They almost wanted to tell the queen that the prince was not dead, but...
"Ah... Where's your hand, Mo'er? Where's your left hand? Ah..."
The Queen Empress, who was holding Xuanyuan Ganmo, was stroking Xuanyuan Ganmo when she found that his left hand was missing and immediately shouted excitedly.
"The prince's hand was cut off by an assassin to save me. He..."
Duanmu Minya quickly walked to the bed and knelt down in front of the Queen.
"What? Is it you? Is it for you? Ah, you compensate my Mo'er and accompany me Mo'er..."