As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Jun Limo's hand loosen.
Duan Qingli's expression changed. She looked down and saw Jun Limo leaning in A Lanyi's arms, his eyes closed, and his hands hanging on the ground.
He looked like he was asleep.
"Brother Mo."
A Lanyi screamed, hugging Jun Limo tightly and crying.
"Mo'er."
Duan Qingli wanted to hug her son, but Ah Lanyi acted like she was crazy, pushed her away and said: "Don't touch him, no one is allowed to touch him, he is mine."
A Lanyi pressed her face against Jun Limo's face and murmured: "Brother Mo, no one will break us up now."
Duan Qingli was pushed to the ground by A Lanyi. She was stunned for a moment and then realized what she was doing and looked at Xiao Chengyi in a hurry.
She ran over and took Xiao Chengyi's arm and said: "Shengzi, please save him, you must have something to do, right?"
Wu Xuanye could wake up after sleeping for hundreds of years. He must have a way to save her son.
Xiao Chengyi looked indifferent: "Your Majesty thinks too highly of me. People cannot be resurrected after death. Besides, isn't this the result that Your Majesty wants to see?"
"No."
Duan Qingli collapsed and shouted: "I never thought about taking his life. He is my son, a piece of flesh that fell from my body, and he is also my life."
Xiao Chengyi snorted: "Your Majesty, now you remember that he is your son? If you had helped him earlier, why would he have ended up like this?"
"No, that's not the case."
Duan Qingli staggered back a few steps, her face was full of tears and her heart was cut by a knife, and finally she fell to the ground as if she had given up all her strength.
The emperor who was so high and mighty in the past has lost half of his glory at this moment, and his whole person seems to have aged by more than ten years.
Everyone looked at Duan Qingli who lost his son and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Xiao Chengyi raised his eyes, looked at Duan Qingli and said, "Your Majesty, you still feel that you are not wrong now?"
Duan Qingli's face was filled with sadness, and her eyes were a little dull: "It's too late, it's already too late. I had known this would be the result, why should I..."
She clutched her chest and was in agony: "I always thought that as long as you have power, you can't get anything, but I was wrong.
I shouldn't try to control Mo'er's life, and I shouldn't stop him everywhere just because I can't get what I want. I was wrong, and I harmed my son."
Xiao Chengyi sighed: "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
Mu Yun'an tugged on Xiao Chengyi's sleeve. Although she hated Duan Qingli, Jun Limo had spared no effort to help her these days, even betraying his mother. He didn't deserve to die.
She thought of the elixirs Wu Xuanye gave to Xiao Chengyi, which might be able to save Jun Limo.
Xiao Chengyi patted Mu Yunan's hand, and then said to Duan Qingli: "I hope your majesty is sincerely repentant."
With that said, he walked up to Jun Limo, reached out and touched his wrist, then took out a pill from his pocket and gave it to Jun Limo to take.
Xiao Chengyi stood up and said: "Whether he can wake up depends on his own luck."
Duan Qingli raised her head suddenly. She walked to Jun Limo and stretched out her hand to feel his breath. Although it was faint, she could feel it.