What's more, what if she has forgotten him? Just treat the two of them as getting to know each other again.
If he can make her fall in love with him once, he can make her fall in love with him again.
As long as she can live, nothing is impossible.
If it doesn't work for one year, it will be ten years; if it doesn't work for ten years, it will be twenty years.
It's always hard for him to give up on her.
Yao Ji looked at him with sad and disappointed eyes for a long time.
Her hands loosened little by little.
She shook her head gently and turned around, her back looking lonely and lonely.
That look in his eyes made her clearly understand that she couldn't stop him.
What she fears most is that he will be unable to maintain his sanity due to the love between his children.
This situation still happens again and again.
Even if she knew that he might never come back once he left, she couldn't stop him.
She lived for love and died for love, wasn't she also like this before?
"Since you have made up your mind, the Queen Mother cannot stop you. The Queen Mother only wants one thing from you." Yao Ji's tone was completely helpless and compromised.
"Mother, please speak."
She slowly walked to the dressing table where the jewelry was placed, then slowly opened the bottom drawer and took out a wooden box from inside.
Perhaps, this wooden box can save his life and allow him to fulfill his wish.
"Mother, this is..." Rong Chu lowered his head and looked at the wooden box in his hand in confusion.
The wooden box has a faint aroma, like a dream.
Yao Ji stared at the wooden box with complicated eyes. After a moment, she whispered, "In a critical moment, you take out this wooden box and just ask them to open it. The queen mother wants you to agree. You must do it."
Come back alive, and if you can't get what you want in the end, you can't commit suicide for it."
Yao Ji finally failed to tell the story about the wooden box.
But this must be a story related to the Phoenix Clan.
Rong Chu put the wooden box in his sleeve robe and looked up at Yao Ji, "I agree to your request, but I also ask my mother to agree to my request."
"If Yan Xi can be resurrected, I hope my mother can truly accept her and stop embarrassing her everywhere."
Yao Ji was stunned and laughed softly, but the smile did not reach her eyes at all. There was only sourness in the deep and hoarse laughter, "When you return as you wish, your father will pass on the throne to you."
With you, when the time comes, your father and I will travel to various countries for a short stay, and I have no intention of meddling in your affairs."
"Mother, what happened next? My father went to Fengming Mountain for you, and what happened after that?"
In the Imperial Garden.
In spring, all flowers bloom.
A large apricot tree planted last year in the Yunxi Kingdom's palace has blossomed.
Large tracts of apricot flowers are connected together, like a sea of pink and white flowers.
Tables and chairs were set up in the apricot blossom forest. Pink petals rustled down in the wind, and the stone tables were covered with layers of apricot blossoms.
Beside the stone table, a girl wearing a pink skirt held her chin, her big watery eyes were extremely focused, and she listened carefully to the touching story about her father who escaped from death and broke into Fengming Mountain to save her mother.
Apricot blossoms fell all over her body, and one petal fell on her bangs in the middle of her eyebrows, like a natural pink mark, making her delicate little face even more charming.