Mo Nanhen's time has come. All they can do is try to extend Mo Nanhen's life. No one knows how long it will last.
The once high-spirited nephew has reached this point now. Even Mo Zhilan cannot remain indifferent. In fact, the pain in his heart is no less than that of anyone else.
"Zhilan..." Feng Xizi stood up and sat next to him, looking worriedly at his slender phoenix eyes that had lost their splendor. In her memory, Mo Zhilan's eyes had always been brilliant and charming.
This incident must have hit him hard.
Mo Zhilan rested his head on Feng Xizi's shoulder, and said in a muffled and sad voice: "Fifteen years ago, the emperor's brother passed away. It was also the same night. Suddenly, the emperor's brother died... I took Nan Hen with me.
He and Xianyu stood beside the emperor's brother's bedside, watching helplessly as the emperor's brother lost his breath.
The palace wants to establish Nan Hen as emperor, and the government and the public are in an uproar. For the sake of the stability of the country and for Nan Hen, I swear to Nan Hen in front of the emperor's brother's spiritual throne that I will assist Nan Hen for life and let him successfully ascend the throne... Then, on the 15th
Nian...Zi'er, now Nan Hen is leaving too, only me is left, only me is left..."
"How come you are the only one left, Zhilan, you, me, and our children?" Feng Xizi put his big palm on her belly and said softly: "We will always be with you, and we will never let you go."
You are alone on the road of the emperor, Zhilan, you will not become a loner, I am not willing to..."
Under Mo Zhilan's hand is his own child, a living life, connected by blood. When one person dies, another person will be reborn. This is irreplaceable and a change that cannot be stopped.
He raised his eyes, stretched out his hand to smooth Feng Xi's purple hair, and looked at her tenderly, "Fortunately, I have you..."
Tonight's Zichen Palace was destined to be a Zichen Palace full of sadness and impatience. Mo Zhilan cared about Feng Xizi's body. After the imperial doctor solemnly guaranteed that Mo Nanhen could live for at least three days, he sent someone to send Feng Xizi back to the Regent's Palace.
, let her have a good rest.
Feng Xizi originally stayed with Mo Zhilan, but for the sake of her children, she had to agree. After giving many careful instructions, she got on the carriage and left the palace.
Along the way, Feng Xizi was exhausted, so she leaned on the brocade couch in the carriage and fell asleep for a while. When she opened her eyes again, it was almost early morning.
"Princess, the palace has arrived."
The secret guard helped Feng Xizi out of the carriage. She raised her eyes and looked at the words "Prince Regent's Palace", but she had no sense of belonging at all, because in this palace, there were two women who nominally divided their husbands... If possible,
She would rather go back to the Feng family.
But that didn't work now. Mo Zhilan was already worried about Mo Nanhen, so she had to make sure he didn't have any worries.
Thinking of Mo Zhilan, who could endure no matter how great the grievance was, Feng Xizi stroked her belly and walked step by step to the steps of the Prince Regent's Palace.
The secret guard had already knocked on the door of the Prince Regent's Palace. When the Palace Manager saw Feng Xizi, he excitedly saluted, "I have met the Princess."
"Sir, please get up." Feng Xizi did not forget that he had helped her a lot before, and tried hard to maintain a smile, and said: "The prince is still in the palace, I will go back to Ziyuan first. If anyone comes from the palace, he must immediately
Notify me."
"Princess Princess..." The manager stopped Feng Xizi and said awkwardly: "There is no Ziyuan in the mansion..."