Emperor Tianyuan

Gu Lin still remembers Yong'er's former beauty, and even more remembers Mu Qing's joy and satisfaction when she mentioned that her mother gave birth to a younger brother.

He knew that Mu Qing felt that with a son, Xuanhou was the real successor.

No matter how outstanding her daughter is, with high martial arts skills and many meritorious deeds on the battlefield, she still cannot see the light.

Gu Lin told Manager Li: "Paste the imperial list widely, summon famous doctors from all over the world, no matter where you come from, no matter who you study under, as long as you can cure Yong'er's stupid disease, you can do whatever you want."

I hope that there are capable people in the folk who can heal Yong'er.

Qi Xin covered her face and wept, "If Young Master Yong can recover as before, the empress must be very, very happy!"

back to normal...

God, do you still leave me with a ray of mercy, so that this messed up situation can be restored to its original state?

Don't they all say that I am the Son of Heaven?

Do you have the heart to let me fall into doom in this life?

Gu Linping retired from the palace and came to the queen's bedroom alone.

He took a deep breath, and there was still Xuanluo's remaining breath here.

But he breathed lightly and quickly, not daring to let himself be too greedy.

Sitting on the carved bed, Gu Lin remembered that he found Mu Qing's mask the last time he was here.

Why is he so suspicious, his first reaction is to suspect that Xuanluo is investigating himself!

Obviously at that time, Xuan Luo's eyes were the same as Mu Qing's!

He lifted the quilt, thinking he would see the familiar mask, but there was nothing under the quilt...

Gu Lin rummaged around, and every time he finished rummaging through a place, he would carefully put things back in place.

But I searched and couldn't find it. Where is the mask?

Not in those mahogany cages either.

"I really should have disregarded your wishes and forcibly lifted the mask, even if you would be angry."

"I'm the stupidest person in the world. Even though there are so many 'evidences' in front of me, I still don't realize it."

"You give me chances again and again, but I turn a blind eye and don't listen. You must be extremely disappointed in me."

"You come back, I will let you hit me, just a few slaps will do."

After Gu Lin finished speaking, she suppressed her breathing to the minimum and listened carefully to the movements in the hall.

At this moment, he was finally willing to face up to the reality that Xuan Luo was no longer there.

In fact, why didn't he know that he was escaping?

God is so cruel, let him and Mu Qing get to know each other, but let him and Xuan Luo miss it.

Gu Lin sat quietly until late at night, following the unbearable silence in the hall, the atrium also gradually returned to death.

Did she see that she was here and was unwilling to come back?

With a "click", the vase on the low table suddenly fell down.

Gu Lin's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked over immediately. When he saw the floating curtain, his expectant gaze turned to freeze.

It was the wind that swept the curtain to the vase.

He smiled sadly and desolately, his smile was ugly, as if he was crying.

"It's too late to say anything, you may not believe it, but I still want to tell you that I didn't want your father's life back then, what I wanted was to spread the news of his death and then lock him up. After all, your father is Dayong's hero, I can't tolerate people with great achievements, but I never thought of taking his life."

"But his old injury relapsed in prison, and there was no cure for it. In the final analysis, he died because of me. In short, I did something wrong."

"I know he is most worried about you and Yong'er. I have failed you. I will take good care of Yong'er and try my best to heal him."

"I don't ask you to forgive me, I just ask you to come to see me in my dreams occasionally, just as a charity... I haven't dreamed of you for several days, even if it's a nightmare, please let me see you."

Gu Lin fell on the bed, staring unfocusedly at the top of the beautifully embroidered curtain.

He thinks that the Son of Heaven is omnipotent and everything is under his control, which is ridiculously arrogant.