Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 413 Life and death are unpredictable (2)
She felt faintly uneasy, why did she dream that Luo Tianxiang was swept away by the tsunami just now?
After suppressing the rebellion, Luo Tianxiang did not leave the capital with her, but was invited by Prime Minister Zuo to be a guest in the mansion.Logically speaking, he should be in Beijing or Yunzhou now.How could—

Shaking her head, trying to suppress the worry in her heart, maybe she was thinking too much.

But now, she no longer feels sleepy, and just sits on the beauty's couch in a daze.

Today is the tenth day of September, and the wedding date is less than a month away.What should I do, Ouyang Chen has sealed her internal energy, and her actions are being watched everywhere, how can she escape?

Could it be that she really wanted to wrong herself to marry Ouyang Chen?No, never.

Xiao Tingxuan's face flashed across his mind, he—

Ling Xihan smiled wryly, feeling faintly worried.

During the battle at Yulang Mountain that day, Xiao Tingxuan suffered serious internal injuries, and it was absolutely impossible for him to recover if he did not recuperate for a month.

A month ago, the Danaer tribe in the east rebelled, and the emperor ordered Jingqin to lead the troops.The war has lasted for more than a month, and the outcome has not yet been decided.Sooner or later, this battle will continue between Daqingguo and Wuyou City.

What should I do?
Looking at the deep night, Ling Xihan's eyes became darker and darker.

For the present plan, the only option is to wait until the wedding day and play by ear.In the mysterious valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides, surrounded by hundreds of flowers, surrounded by a beautiful and elegant pavilion.The pink veil beside the door is fluttering with the wind, cherry blossoms are flying around, and willow branches brush over the emerald green lake water, creating circles and ripples in the center of the lake, sprinkled with golden fine halos of sunlight.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the cangmu is jade.

—cough-cough-cough-

The woman's continuous coughing broke the quiet and warm atmosphere, causing the old man who came back from picking the medicine to pause, with a look of worry in his eyes.He hurried in and opened the door.

"Yan Ya——" the character 'Tou' suddenly stopped when he saw the woman half lying on the bed, and looked at her incredulously.

"Uncle...you are back." The queen smiled lightly, followed by a terrible coughing sound.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Girl." Surprised, Murong Yuran quickly strode over to hold her shoulders, and was about to send her inner strength, but was stopped by the queen.

"No need, uncle." She put down her hand covering her lips, and the white silk handkerchief was dotted with blood, which was dazzling.

"Girl, you?" Murong Yuran exclaimed, with deep pity in his eyes.

The queen smiled slightly, and the morning breeze blew, and her hair fluttered in front of her eyes.The air is so beautiful, even with a faint floral fragrance.However, what she saw in front of her made her eyes freeze.Flowing air, fluttering flowing hair.It is not as black as ink, nor as white as snow, but black and white are reflected in layers, and it is dazzling.

She stretched out her hand in a daze, stroking the hair in front of her eyes.

"Girl..." Murong Yuran could not bear to call out.

"Uncle, give me the mirror." The queen's voice was soft, like a wisp of smoke, which disappeared in the soft wind in an instant.

"Girl..." Murong Yuran opened his mouth and comforted softly: "You will get better."

"Give me the mirror." The queen ignored him and just said this sentence.

Murong Yuran hesitated to speak, and finally took a bronze mirror helplessly, and handed it to her hesitantly.

The queen stretched out her hand, but suddenly paused.Her hands were originally as white as porcelain, as smooth as suet jade.But at this moment, it looks so old and wrinkled.She touched her face subconsciously, the tentacles were no longer warm and smooth, and the slightly hard and soft skin made her almost stiff all over.

Murong Yuran couldn't bear it, and just wanted to remove the bronze mirror, but he didn't want the queen to snatch the mirror from his hand suddenly.

"Girl—" Murong Yuran wanted to stop it, but it was too late, the empress had already seen her face clearly, her pair of shining phoenix eyes slowly opened wide, as if she was startled by this familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror Arrived.

She was in a daze for a long time, then loosened her fingers slightly, and the mirror fell to the ground with a soft sound, and shattered into pieces.

"Yan'er." Murong Yuran stepped forward and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, everything will recover when you recover."

The queen's eyes turned slowly, seeing Murong Yuran's compassionate eyes, she suddenly smiled lightly.

"Uncle, you don't need to comfort me. I know, I'm running out of time, why should I care about a stinky skin?" A soft smile appeared in her eyes, and she said with some sentimentality: "If I was This way, perhaps, there will not be so many changes today."

"Yan'er, that's not your fault." Murong Yuran couldn't bear to see her pale and weak smile, so he softly comforted her.

The queen shook her head and smiled, "That's all." She looked out the window, the distant mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, blurring her eyes, she couldn't help feeling a little dazed, and muttered to herself.

"I don't know if I can see him for the last time..."

(End of this chapter)