Xiao Ninglan held her hand and left the palace. She was lost in thought and kept mumbling something along the way.
He kissed the back of her hand and comforted in a low voice, "Xiaoyu, don't be like this, don't be like this, these two children have no chance with us..."
He's not very good at comforting people, so that's all he can say.
Yan Xiaoyu still seemed as if she hadn't heard anything and was in a state of despair.
When she walked into the courtyard, Yan Xiaoyu was like a puppet, sitting there dull. Xiao Ninglan sighed and held her thin face with both hands, "Yu'er, listen to me, Yunduo and Yunxiao are not your children, they are
Xiao Hanjing's, do you understand? The real Yan Xiaoyu is still in the cabin in Zhongnan Mountain. She is covered in scars that can never be healed..."
Yan Xiaoyu finally came to her senses. She looked at him in shock and murmured in a hoarse voice, "They are not my children? No?"
Xiao Ninglan nodded firmly, "No, they are not!"
"But they are yours, your children!" Yan Xiaoyu burst into tears, and Xiao Ninglan took her into her arms and snuggled her tightly.
The next day, when Xiao Ninglan brought the porridge to the room in the early morning, he suddenly found that Yan Xiaoyu was no longer in the room. He frowned. She cried all night last night and fell asleep in the early morning. He didn't know where she would go early in the morning.
After searching every house, there was no sign of her. Looking at the dazzling sunshine outside the window, he remembered what she said last night, "The resurrecting flower, also called the soul-chasing flower, has bloomed..."
His heart suddenly tightened, he remembered a place, turned around and ran outside the house.
Yan Xiaoyu stood on the hillside behind the former Prince's Mansion, next to the cave where Yun Ziyou once lived. The beautiful sunshine shone on the hillside, and at the bottom of the mountain, the bright red flowers were as brilliant as burning clouds.
She was dressed in fiery red clothes, like a fairy growing among the flowers. The breeze moved her clothes, and she held the two strands of hair on her chest, as elegant as if she would ride the wind back at any time.
The large area of Resurrection Flowers under her feet was planted by her and Yun Ziyou personally. Probably because the bones of many people and animals were buried in this land, the Resurrection Flowers bloomed particularly brilliantly.
Legend has it that this is a flower that lives in the devil world and survives by absorbing nutrients from corpses. It is said to be the only medium that can bring her soul back to her body.
She stood there with thoughts abounding. Xiao Ninglan's time was less than half a year. She did not dare to waste the remaining time on the experiment of resurrecting the soul. If they failed, they would lose the last time of their lives.
When she turned around, she saw Yun Ziyou dressed in white clothes. She was a little stunned and looked at him quietly, as if she had never known him before.
Yun Ziyou looked at the large field of bright red flowers in front of her, pursed her lips and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so selfish that I want to hide my child's affairs from you all my life."
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head. The truly selfish people were her and Xiao Ninglan. If Yun Ziyou had told the truth at that time, I am afraid that the ghost woman and the old prince would not let any of them go.
"I have promised Xiao Ninglan that I will be a good emperor. Xiaoyu, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet again in the future. I plan to move the capital to Ghost Domain!"
Yan Xiaoyu smiled slightly and looked up at Yun Ziyou, "Are you planning to build the palace in a ghost land?"
"I have that plan!" Yun Ziyou nodded seriously.
Yan Xiaoyu laughed out loud. She bit her lower lip lightly, as if she saw the playful Yun Ziyou again. He was really a big boy who didn't grow up...
"What about you? What are your plans for the future?" Yun Ziyou looked at her and smiled warmly.
"We just want to spend the rest of our days peacefully." Yan Xiaoyu smiled with relief, showing her white teeth.
"Xiaoyu," Yun Ziyou paused, looking at Yan Xiaoyu's calm face, "can I hug you? Just for a moment..."
Before Yan Xiaoyu could refuse, she was already held in Yun Ziyou's arms. Her chin hit Yun Ziyou's shoulder, and she saw Xiao Ninglan behind him. He was crossing his chest with his hands, looking at her with a half-smile.
She wanted to push him away, but felt that doing so at this time would inevitably show a guilty conscience, but Xiao Ninglan said, "I have hugged you enough and give my wife back to me! Our time is precious!"
Yun Ziyou sighed, pushed Yan Xiaoyu away with a smile, and looked back at Xiao Ninglan, "Can't this stimulate you? You have really grown up!"
Xiao Ninglan laughed softly and looked at him with her hands folded, "Are you looking for death?"
"Kill me, and who will help you become the emperor of Xiliang?" Yun Ziyou retorted.
Xiao Ninglan shook her head and chuckled, stretched out her hand to Yan Xiaoyu, "Go back and be your emperor, I will take my wife away!"
Yan Xiaoyu approached him, put her hand in his, and he pulled her away gradually.
She looked at him and found it hard to believe that he was the domineering Xiao Ninglan before. She remembered that he almost didn't kill her for the sake of chastity. Now...
"Xiaoyu, do you want to use the Resurrection Flower to return to your body?" Xiao Ninglan asked softly.
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head, "No, I am satisfied to be able to stay with you like this."
"But you seem to like the Resurrection Flower very much!" Xiao Ninglan held her hand, leaving no gap between their hands.
"The flowers are beautiful!" Yan Xiaoyu responded softly.
"Let's build a house next to the flower garden and live here from now on, okay?" Xiao Ninglan asked softly.
If his time with her is limited, and if she is wronged by returning to her own body, he is willing to watch her realize her wish at the last moment of his life.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, smiled, "Okay."
On the beach of flowers, there is a sky blue house, white fences, and cobblestone paths, everything is as beautiful as fantasy.
The beautiful woman wandered in the sea of flowers. She smiled and looked at the man behind her. The man looked at her dotingly. The two played and played, and the sea of flowers overflowed with a sweet smell and laughter like bells.
Yan Xiaoyu covered her eyes, "I'll start looking for you on the count of three. Hurry up and hide yourself. If I find you, you will have to cook at night!"
Xiao Ninglan left with a smile, and Yan Xiaoyu began to count. When she counted to three, she opened her eyes with a smile. She saw a beautiful and handsome man in front of her. The man was dressed in white and looked at her coldly.
She lost her composure, took a few steps back, and muttered, "Wei Jinhan..."
Wei Jinhan looked at her expressionlessly, with a trace of cruelty spreading in his eyes. When she wanted to call Xiao Ninglan, Wei Jinhan had already reached out and touched her acupuncture point.
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