Xuanyuan Fu couldn't help but feel solemn, took off his boots and walked in.
Seeing that Emperor Xuanyuan was standing in the outer hall, he had already changed into court clothes and put on a deep white dress. It was simple and casual, and it even felt a little soft.
The gloomy, violent and suspicious thing on weekdays has faded a lot, and it feels like a different person, like an ordinary man, old and helpless, and the traces of time are so profoundly imprinted on his face.
Xuanyuan Fu has never seen such a father before and feels very strange.
Xuanyuan Emperor's eagle eyes fell on him, with a complicated expression, and ordered: "Go in, she wants to see you, I think you are the only relative who is alive and still has blood."
After saying that, he glanced deep in the palace, a trace of gloom appeared in his eyes, and he left quietly.
Xuanyuan Fu took a deep breath and walked in.
Suddenly, he felt his heart beating violently. He could vaguely guess the person inside, but he felt unbelievable.
Bypassing the snow-white tents and stepping into the inner hall, I saw that there was no decoration in the empty hall, only a chair, a jade platform, and a clean and small bed, which was amazingly simple.
A woman in white stood by the window. Although she was wearing thick clothes and wearing snow fox fur, her back was bleak and thin, and she couldn't help but feel weak, like a white flower that was about to wither.
Hearing the footsteps, she slowly turned around, and a pale, bloodless and stunning face appeared in Xuanyuan Fu's sight.
Xuanyuan Fu was shocked and his breathing suddenly stopped.
He had seen this woman in the portrait. Maybe people from more than ten or twenty years ago would feel that she was familiar with her, but wasn’t she already dead!
"Snow Queen..." He exclaimed in a low voice, thinking that he was dreaming.
The Queen Xue Rongrong was still alive and became the favorite concubine of her enemy father.
"It's been a long time since I heard anyone call me that."
The woman in white sighed and showed a depressed and bitter smile.
"I am not worthy of being called the queen. I cannot protect the world of my ancestors, I cannot protect the people of the Ice Clan, and I have not inherited my mother's will. How can I be called the Emperor? The Ice Clan is destroyed in my hands."
The sadness and heaviness in her words made Xuanyuan Fu feel sad.
It was his father who caused her to be like this today, and he didn't know what to say.
"Madam, it is a good thing to be alive. Things in the past are a foregone conclusion, and no matter how sad it is, it will be useless."
"I don't blame anyone, I just blame it for being too weak and not being ruthless enough." Xue Rongrong's eyes swept over him faintly, with a hint of relief, "Fortunately, the bloodline of the descendants of the Ice Clan has never been so weak. Don't call me Mrs., you are
Son of Xuehu cousin, I am your aunt, how are your mother okay?"
Xuanyuan Fu smiled bitterly: "Mom has passed away for six years."
Xue Rongrong's body was shocked, revealing a hint of sadness: "When I was a teenager, my cousin was so lively and kind, and I didn't expect to die early. I was isolated here and I could not know anything. With Xuanyuan Wentian's suspicious and suspicious personality, these years
You should have a hard time.”
"It's all over."
"Even you are the case, then the people of the Ice Clan should be even more miserable and helpless."
"The Ice Clan has become the lowest class and is expelled to live in the most remote and barren places."
Xue Rongrong closed her eyes weakly, clenched her fingers tightly, almost pinching them into her flesh, and suddenly opened her eyes: "Fu'er, do you want to be the emperor?"
The deadline is approaching, and I can't wait any longer, let alone she has a subtle feeling that her close relatives in her blood have come to her.