Yuan Jing looked at Nebula with some concern.

"Princess, are you okay? I'd better escort you back."

Xingyun waved his hand as if nothing had happened. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "No need, Yan Tao should have a lot of things waiting for you to do, so don't waste time here."

After talking about Yan, she turned around and left.

The moment he turned around, crystal tears rolled down his slightly red eyes.

She walked back to her room with a sloppy step.

The sounds around me seemed to be inaudible.

He sat on the edge of the bed with a dull look, looking at the sky gradually getting darker outside.

His eyes were dull and he was faintly confused.

Obviously, at the moment she got the answer, she was so heartbroken that she couldn't help herself.

It seemed like he had fallen into an ice cave, his hands and feet were cold and his body was stiff.

It seemed like thousands of swords had passed through my heart, and blood was flowing.

But at this moment, I can't feel anything.

There was no pain.

She just sat there with a numb expression and sat until night came.

"Princess?Princess?"

The maid walked to Xingyun and called her carefully, but she never got an answer.

"Princess, are you okay?"

The maid raised her voice slightly, which finally caused Xingyun to turn her head and look at her faintly: "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, please come over."

"I see."

Xingyun nodded lightly and quietly turned back to look at the sky, but there was no movement to get up.

The maid looked at her with some embarrassment.

After waiting for a long time, I finally couldn't help but urge again: "Princess, your Majesty... It seems that there is something urgent, you should hurry over as soon as possible."

He pushed Nebula out of the room anxiously.

As the cold wind blew outside the door, Xingyun's somewhat stiff thinking finally slowly came back to his senses.

I don't know what my father is asking for her.

Nebula frowned slightly and slowly walked towards the room of Emperor Xing Zhan.

When she arrived, the old emperor had already been waiting there.

I saw the Nebula coming from afar, and a loving smile appeared on my old face, calling her over.

Xingyun was stunned for a moment, and when he thought of Yunkuo, he felt pain again.

"...Why do you think your face is not very good?"

Di Xing Zhan looked at Xingyun's pale face and immediately frowned deeply.

Xingyun smiled and took a deep breath. "Father, I'm fine, don't you... really let Yunkuo go?"

"He won't-"

The words of Nebula's pleading were directly cut off by Di Xing Zhan.

Anger appeared faintly on the old emperor's old face: "He doesn't know anything?"

"Neiyun, don't forget your own identity!"

"That's just a man, and he's a man who disdains you! If you're my daughter of Emperor Xing Zhan and have the backbone of the imperial royal family, you'll immediately forget him!"

"It's over after being willful for so long!"

"From now on, the name Yunkuo is not allowed to be mentioned again in the future."

Di Xing Zhan stood up coldly, and the scepter in his right hand fell heavily on the ground: "A dead person, you will not have a chance to think about him in the future."

"Father, you really want to kill him?"
Chapter completed!