"Long'er..." Long Jingfeng shouted with longing on his face. He was finally willing to come to see him, even though he knew that his purpose of coming was not that he really wanted to see him.
Di Beicheng looked at Long Jingfeng calmly, as if looking at a stranger, "I want to see my mother."
Long Jingfeng looked at him steadily, then nodded and motioned for them to follow him.
The three of them walked into the inner hall. There was a mechanism in the inner hall. Long Jingfeng opened the mechanism and took Dibeicheng and Dongfang Bingwu down. Below was a dark passage. After walking for a long time, they came out of the underground. Outside was a place full of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers.
Dibeicheng could see that this place was isolated from the world. During the past few years in the Dragon Clan, he didn't know there was such a place.
Long Jingfeng looked at this isolated place. Every step he took, his heart ached a little. Soon a building like an imperial mausoleum appeared in front of him. He walked forward, pressed his right hand on a certain place on the stone door, and made a rumble.
The stone door opened, and there was a cool feeling inside.
Di Beicheng pulled Dongfang Bingwu and walked in quickly. He felt his heart pounding and his eyes were a little astringent. Does his mother really live here?
Dongfang Bingwu glanced at the crystal-like walls, which were all made of high-quality stone. It seemed that this should be the royal tomb of the Dragon Clan. She looked around as she walked, but did not see anyone else buried here. Could it be that this place
It was the imperial mausoleum built by Long Jingfeng for himself.
Long Jingfeng led the two of them around the imperial mausoleum, and finally came to a stone chamber. He reached out and pressed the stone door and turned it gently. The next second, the stone door opened, and there was an even colder chill inside.
Di Beicheng pulled Dongfang Bingwu and rushed in quickly. He saw that the stone room was filled with delicate and colorful flowers, and among the flowers there was a soft couch. On the soft couch was lying a woman with regular and delicate features.
Looking at his mother, Di Beicheng could no longer control himself and ran over and knelt down. Although the man had tears in his eyes, he still had the urge to cry at this moment. This was the other woman he loved most.
I haven't seen my mother for more than ten years, but she still looks exactly the same as when she passed away. It's as if she was really just asleep and not dead.
Di Beicheng wanted to call his mother, but before he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse and he couldn't scream. He could only scream silently in his heart. His trembling fingers slowly touched Liu Zhixu's cheek. It was cold. There was a cold feeling.
It spread from the pale skin to his hands, and then directly to the bottom of his heart.
Looking at Liu Zhixu sleeping like this, tears still appeared in the corners of Di Beicheng's eyes. It would be great if she really just fell asleep. He longed for her to wake up. She should be happy. He has not fulfilled his filial piety well.
Thinking back to when he was a child, cuddling in her arms and acting like a baby, that was his happiest moment. It's a pity that they only got along for four years, such a short time.
Dongfang Bingwu looked at Dibeicheng's uncomfortable look and felt faintly distressed in her heart. She walked forward and knelt down to hug him, gently patting his back with both hands to comfort him.
When Long Jingfeng listened to Dibeicheng's cries, he couldn't help but shed tears. Over the years, he had come here once a day, and every time he came here to regret Liu Zhixu. Looking at her sleeping, he
It was also very painful. He tried various methods to save her, but none worked.
If Liu Zhixu is willing to wake up, he is willing to let go of everything, abandon the dragon clan, and become an ordinary couple with her.