Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

.The sound of the door being knocked and being roughly pushed open came in with the sound of the announcement. Duanmu Minya and Xuanyuan Qingtian looked at each other in astonishment, and then walked quickly to the door to greet the empress.

The empress must have been very anxious and uneasy, so she knocked open the door so disregarding etiquette. For the empress who has always been calm and calm, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of her eyes, her expression does not change, the death of the prince is a blow to her. It's the biggest, otherwise you won't lose your position, and people will become flustered. It seems that no matter how strong or aggressive a person is, they still care about their children the most, otherwise they won't panic like this, Duanmu Minya slightly Frowning and thinking, isn't it what parents do all their lives for their own children?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of her parents. When they learned that she was buried on the cliff, were they as flustered and in pain as the empress? become sad.

Xuanyuan Qingtian who was standing by the side paid special attention to Duanmu Minya's every move. He had a panoramic view of Duanmu Minya's sad expression. He gently reached out and gave Duanmu Minya a tight grip, as if to give her The care, tenderness and support made Duanmu Minya's heart warm, and she shook him back, and a feeling of affection spread in the hearts of the two of them.

And at this time, the Queen Empress, who is usually well-dressed at any time, broke in with a little bit of clothing, her steps were messy because of being too excited, and the long and elegant skirt almost tripped her, if it wasn't for the side The court lady who has been supporting her has done her duty, and she must have fallen because of excitement.

The imperial physicians and eunuchs guarding the hall were frightened by the Queen's situation, and almost forgot to salute, but the Queen didn't have time to supervise them, and rushed straight into the bedroom.

"See Empress Empress..."

"Excuse me, where's my Mo'er?" She grabbed Xuanyuan Qingtian excitedly, and before Xuanyuan Qingtian could answer, she had already seen Xuanyuan Ganmo lying motionless on the bed without any anger.

She let go of Xuanyuan Qingtian's hand with a dazed expression, and staggered towards Xuanyuan Ganmo.

She rushed to the bed, her hands trembling and raised in front of her body, she wanted to touch Xuanyuan Ganmo but she didn't dare to touch it, she was afraid of touching a cold corpse, she was afraid...

"My Mo'er, my Mo'er..."

After a while, she couldn't care about anything else, and hugged Xuanyuan Ganmo's slowly cooling body and began to cry loudly.

The sad howling sound like a wounded beast made everyone's hearts tighten. They almost wanted to tell the queen that the prince is not dead, but...

"Ah... Where's your hand, Mo'er? Where's your left hand? Ah..."

When the empress empress holding Xuanyuan Qianmo was stroking Xuanyuan Qianmo, she found that his left hand was missing, and immediately shouted excitedly.

"The prince's hand was cut off by an assassin to save me, he..."

Duanmu Minya walked quickly to the bed and knelt down in front of the empress.

"What? It's you? It's for you? Ah, you pay for my Mo'er, for my Mo'er..."