Sindar stood on the top of Dulong Mountain, looking at the territory of the butterfly tribe in the distance, where Daxing soldiers were leading the people to dig ditches and collect water.

"She is from Beiyi, but after following the emperor of Daxing, how can the warriors of Beiyi spare her? Now it is Beiyi who has abandoned her, not that she betrayed Beiyi; besides, since she chose Daxing, she will fight Beiyi cut the contact, otherwise, she has the identity of the princess Beiyi, how can people there treat her kindly." Sindar was expressionless.

Xiang Tao looked at him distressedly: "My lord, the princess does not understand your painstaking efforts, she will definitely be very sad..."

Sindar smiled: "Then be sad. Any choice has a price."

Sindar came to Feilong's grave, saluted, and dug a big hole in front of the grave.

Xiang Tao handed him the red sandalwood box in his hand, and Xindar looked at it, and it contained all the memories of him and Qingyun. He put the box in the pit and buried it with soil.

"Okay, please go down and let everyone be more vigilant to prevent Daxing's team from going up the mountain." Sindar said to Xiang Tao.

Qingyun ran out of food without a hum, listening to them talking about the current political affairs, those things seemed to be far away from him.

There was noise from children outside, and a child of two or three years old ran in from outside. Eyebrows are very similar to Ling Chen. But the expression is very Wen Heng.

"Father, Father!" He ran to Ling Chen's side.

A court lady followed, "Grand Prince, slow down."

Qingyun immediately knew who he was.

The past is pouring up like water. She stared at Ling Zian, motionless.

Ling Chen picked him up: "Zi'an, have you studied today?"

"Read Sun Tzu's Art of War." The child's childish voice.

Qingyun's tears rustled down.

"Father, why is this sister crying?" Ling Zian pointed to Qing Yun and asked.

Everyone's eyes focused on her at once.

Han Zhitao thought she was sad because Bei Yi gave up.

The child held Ling Chen's neck and didn't let go. He is Wen Heng's son.

Qingyun thought of her two unborn children. She can no longer sit here.

"The emperor, Qing Yun wants to go back and rest first." Ling Chen glanced at her and nodded.

After leaving the door of Gu Huaxuan, Qingyun asked Xiaojing to go back first.

She walked slowly towards Wangshou Palace alone. Pushing open the door of Wangshou Palace, the shepherd dog named Pili saw her, stood up, did not bark, just wagged its tail.

Qingyun stepped forward and touched its head. It turned out to recognize her,

A house waiter looked at her and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Qingyun looked at it, she didn't know this servant.

"Are Lixia or Xiaoan here?" Qingyun asked.

"Aunt Lixia is waiting for the empress in Linhua Hall, and Xiao An is here. May I ask you?"

At this time Xiao An walked out: "Who is it?"

The queen was received by the emperor from Linhua Palace, and there was almost no one here, so it was very clean.

Xiao Ann looked at her dressing up and was sure of her honorable status, and she gave a polite. "Who are you looking for? The empress here is in Linhua Hall."

Qing Yun shook Xiao An's hand, she was a lot whiter. "I am, a friend of your Queen Lan Ling, can you go to Linhua Hall to find Lixia?"

Xiao An looked at her suspiciously and said, "Queen's friend? Are you the Queen's friend? Wait a minute, I'll call Lixia!" Xiao An ran away.

Qingyun sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

The Xifu Begonia in the garden just started to bear fruit, and the coral red fruits with green leaves are truly gratifying.

The oily leaves of the jujube are densely packed.

A court lady poured tea for Qingyun. "What's your name?" Qing Yun asked.

"The slave maid called Mingliu."

Qingyun took something to feed to Pili, and saw it happily jumping around her.

There was the sound of running around, Qingyun raised her head and looked out, it was Lixia who came in panting outside the door.

Lixia stared at Qingyun blankly, and Qingyun stepped forward and hugged Lixia.

The tears under my eyes could not be suppressed, and finally came up, "Lixia."

Lixia thought she was very kind, but after thinking about it for a long time, she really didn't know her.

"Excuse me, are you?"

Qing Yun said: "I'm actually Huo Jingyun's younger sister. I've heard the story of the queen. They all said that I was a bit like her. I'll come and have a look."

Lixia heard that it was Huo Jingyun's friend, as if he had seen relatives.

"The queen has been like this for more than two years. I have looked for all kinds of doctors. I don't know when I will wake up." Lixia said.

"Lixia, would you marry Chen Chao?"

"Chen Chao? You know Hall Master Chen Chao too? Yes. But I want to guard the queen, no one will marry." Lixia refused.

Qingyun came back this time and wanted Lixia to follow Chen Chao. Lixia always liked him.

Also, Lan Ling lay there like this, Lixia would not leave her.

"The taste of this tea is too strong, so replace it with Ruixiang tea." Qingyun ordered Lixia naturally.

Li Xia was shocked, "After the empress fell asleep, she didn't send anyone to pick Ruixiang flowers, so the current Ruixiang tea is Chen tea. Let the slave make jasmine tea for the princess." Lixia said.

Qingyun nodded.

Lixia entered the house to get tea, Qingyun played with Peili alone.

She turned and saw a person standing at the door, staring at her.

It's Ling Chen.

Ling Chen came out of Gu Huaxuan just now and wanted to return to Linhua Hall, when he saw Li Xia hurriedly run out of Linhua Hall to Wangshou Palace.

He hadn't been to Wangshou Palace for a long time, and followed her. I just saw Qingyun drinking tea with his left hand and teasing Pili with his right hand.

She was drinking tea on her side, looking like she was enjoying herself, like Lan Ling. At that moment, Ling Chen almost thought that Lan Ling had woke up and returned to Wangshou Palace.

"The emperor." Qing Yun called.

"Why are you here? Who brought you here?" Ling Chen asked coldly.

"I heard from the senior brother that the empress empress lives in Wangyou Palace, I thought I could see the empress." Lan Ling said.

Lixia saw the emperor and bowed down. "The emperor, she is Brother Huo's younger sister, and came to see the queen specially."

Ling Chen stared at her quickly: "Do you know Lan Ling?"

Qing Yun shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but after hearing the senior brother talk about some things about the queen, Qing Yun would like to meet."

"Lan Ling is in Linhua Hall, meet her and come with me." Ling Chen didn't smile on his face, he looked very serious.

Qingyun put down the cup and involuntarily followed behind him.

Linhua Temple, she actually didn't want to come in, she didn't want to see the body lying there. In her opinion, Lan Ling was dead, and when she saw her, she would think of those experiences. In fact, most of Lan Ling's time was unhappy.

After entering the gate of Linhua Hall, Ling Chen walked in slowly, he walked for a while, looked back at her, and waited for her to follow. He entered the outer room, the middle door, and the inner room.

A figure lay vaguely behind the crystal curtain. Qingyun no longer had the courage to pass, and stood there. The nose began to sore and tears filled. For her and for him.

Ling Chen walked in and picked up the person on the bed: "Li Xia, take the medicine."

Lixia handed over a bowl of steaming medicine.

Ling Chen personally fed her medicine. He drank the medicine and gave it to her. A bowl of medicine feeds a stick of incense.

Qingyun kept standing there watching.

Lixia became uneasy. She always felt that the princess named Qingyun looked at the emperor and the queen too strange.