Chapter 229 Is he... okay?
Chapter 229 Is he... okay?
You have to know that serving in Yunxiao Palace is something that many people in the world would love to have.
Every servant here is a top-notch expert. Why are they willing to serve here?
This is because the resources here are good and powerful people gather here. If you are lucky, you will be enlightened by a powerful person and your cultivation speed will be faster than that of ordinary people.
You can even be recommended to join a sect in the Fenling Mountains and directly become an inner disciple of the sect, enjoying all the resources of the sect.
The thought lasted only a moment, and just as she was about to leave.
A terrifying aura descended from the sky, and all the guards with low cultivation levels around were pressed to the ground.
Mu Yue, the master of the Middle Pavilion, who had just stepped onto the stone steps, had a respectful look on his serious face. He took a step back, faced the direction of the palace, raised his hand and knelt on one knee to salute.
As the oppressive and suffocating feeling intensified, a silver light flashed, and the figures of Linglong and others appeared on the high platform.
She glanced at the people who had fallen below her and said in a dull voice, "In Yunxiao Palace, cultivators below the Golden Core level are not allowed to enter."
It’s not good to add to your karma.
Kong Qi, who was not far away, bowed and said respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Who would have thought that the Emperor who had just come out of retreat was only one step away from becoming a god? If she hadn't restrained herself, I believe that if she just stood there, the pressure would be released, and those with low cultivation would be seriously injured or find it difficult to practice.
Stepping into the magnificent hall, Mu Bowen and Mu Yunyu stood in the hall tacitly without moving.
Linglong turned around helplessly and looked at the two elders who were respectful to her, and her voice became lighter: "Grandpa, father, what are you doing?"
His eyes were fixed on the white-haired Mu Bowen: "Grandpa, are you going to share this with your granddaughter?"
Mu Bowen's gentle face was filled with kindness. He stepped forward and hugged his granddaughter, who was a head taller than him. "How can a grandfather be with my precious granddaughter? But, you are the emperor of Dongyun, and the etiquette cannot be abolished."
Feeling the familiar warm embrace again, Linglong felt a little sad. She reached out and hugged Mu Bowen back, and called out in a rare nostalgic tone like in the previous life: "Grandpa."
Mu Bowen's eyes were red, and he patted his granddaughter on the back: "Be good, grandpa is here."
Feeling the resentful gaze behind him, Mu Bowen snorted inwardly, the brat is getting anxious now.
Let’s see if you dare to do things without considering the consequences in the future?
He let go of Linglong and looked at the silk ribbon on her eyes, feeling both distressed and proud: "Okay, you are the emperor now, you can't cry anymore."
The pressure of the two words "Emperor" cannot be compared with that of a palace master of a country.
Linglong did not refute the word "Emperor". After all, he didn't know what happened during her retreat.
After Mu Bowen stepped aside, he met a pair of expectant eyes, and the excitement of blood relationship in his heart began to become active.
Looking at the pair of cautious and expectant phoenix eyes, Linglong sighed silently, walked towards him, stretched out her hands and took the initiative to hug him, and gently called out: "Father, your daughter does not blame you."
All of a sudden, Mu Yunyu's tear glands could no longer be held back, and the tears welling up in his eyes began to fall.
Feeling the wetness on her neck, Linglong's body stiffened.
The men in this world are made of water. They cry at the slightest provocation. She doesn’t know how to comfort them!
He tilted his head and looked for help at Mu Bowen who was watching the show.
"Okay, Yu'er, stop crying. There are more important things for the Emperor to do."
At this moment, Kong Qi entered the hall with two maids.
Linglong handed a handkerchief to her father who had let go of her and burst into tears, and said dryly, "Dad, wipe it."
Mu Yunyu took the handkerchief and sniffed: "Well, good boy."
After wiping his tears, Mu Bowen couldn't help laughing out loud: "Haha, now don't embarrass yourself in front of the kids."
Mu Yunyu blushed, thinking of his good daughter who was still hungry, and said softly: "Xiao Ling'er, your father is squatting in the kitchen to prepare meals. You must be hungry after being in seclusion for so long, so eat something!"
Mu Bowen agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, go quickly, there is also the almond milk I made."
Mu Yunyu: "Okay, I'll be back soon."
Kong Qi approached...
At this moment, he wanted to ask, Palace Master, have you forgotten the word "fasting"?
"Your humble servant, I pay my respects to the Emperor."
The tenderness at the corners of her delicate lips disappeared, returning to her cold and distant look.
"No gift."
Seeing the brocade shoes on the tray behind Kong Qi, Mu Bowen said, "Help the emperor put on his shoes and socks."
"Here."
Linglong: "Grandpa, please take a seat."
Mu Bowen disagreed: "No, you are the emperor now, etiquette cannot be abolished."
exquisite……
As expected, he is still that polite grandfather.
…??
Linglong sat in the main seat and said calmly to the maid who came forward and knelt down to help her change her shoes and socks, "No, put it aside and leave."
The maid kept her eyes down, but when she heard the words, she stopped what she was doing, knelt on her knees and bowed respectfully.
"Yes, my Lord."
Kong Qi took the tray from another maid and waved his hand: "Go away."
"Yes, Master Si."
The hall fell silent for a moment. Kong Qi placed the tray next to Linglong's hand and introduced a crystal bead as big as a baby's fist: "Emperor, this is a retrospective bead. It records what happened during your two years of seclusion."
Looking at the sandalwood box beside her, she pursed her lips and said, "This is something the Queen sent me in the past two years."
Linglong's calm expression finally changed. The moment her eyes fell on the box, they became gentle. Her fingertips slid across the box and she asked, "Is he... okay?"
She missed him! Especially...
Linglong, who hadn't received a reply for a long while, paused with her fingertips and looked up. The starry eyes covered by the black cloth gradually lost their warmth.
Feeling the hostility emanating from Linglong, Kong Qi took a few steps back and knelt on one knee.
Mu Bowen was afraid that his granddaughter's anger would affect Kong Qi, so he spoke up for him: "Hey... Lingling! Xiao An had a miscarriage on the day you were in seclusion."
Linglong was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head to look at her grandfather, whose brows were filled with sorrow. She asked uncertainly, "Grandpa, what did you say?"
She must have been in seclusion for too long and has become hard of hearing.
The right hand hidden in the sleeve was trembling slightly, and the left thumb was rubbing the index finger regularly.
Seeing his granddaughter's appearance, Mu Bowen felt a pain in his heart, and his tone was calm and clear: "Your husband, my grandson-in-law, Rong Zi'an, had a miscarriage on the day you were in seclusion."
Had a miscarriage!
These three words made Linglong's mind go blank, and the hand that was rubbing her fingertips suddenly stopped.
This is impossible. Before she left, she had deliberately emptied his body of anything that shouldn't be there...
and many more……
Guai'an's love month disaster, this is Guai'an's great disaster.
Linglong leaned back and closed her eyes to think, if you give something, you gain something, you should always pay something!
She...should have known it earlier!
With a thought, the two things in the tray disappeared.
Mu Fuwen stood up and said, "He is a good boy. In the past two years, he has been running around for your forces. It is very hard and tiring. Queen Nanling will hold a state banquet in half a month and invite five countries. Lingling should go there in person."
SFS