Emperor Tianyuan

After Elder Miao Jiang practiced the soul-calling method several times, Yong'er recognized more and more people, she didn't need to feed her food, she would eat well, and she also spoke slowly, becoming more and more like a normal child.

He was so happy that Qixin flattered him and said that he has a good face, and he is a rare beauty in a hundred years.

Elder Miao Jiang couldn't laugh or cry.

Although he looks young, his facial features are really ordinary...

During the last summoning, Yong'er suddenly looked at her empty hand in panic.

"Where's my pear blossom? I'll go to the rockery to pick the most beautiful one and give it to my sister!"

He seemed to have returned to three years ago in an instant, making everyone extremely happy, and sad in an instant.

Sure enough, Yong'er found herself in the Zhengyang Palace, a little annoyed that she hadn't picked the pear blossoms, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Sister, I'm here! I want to eat lotus flower cakes! Qixin, where is my sister? I want my sister..." He looked around and saw many familiar faces, but Xuanluo was the only one missing.

"Empress Empress..." Qi Xin choked with sobs and didn't know what to say.

Gu Lin leaned over, pressed Yong'er's thick shoulders, and said softly: "Yong'er, your sister has gone to a far away place, I will send someone to find her and come back..."

Yong'er's figure is still quite fat because of the unrestrained diet before.

"Bad guy! You never liked my sister and me! I wouldn't believe you!" Yong'er pushed Gu Lin staggeringly, crying loudly.

With red eyes, Gu Linhong pulled Elder Miao Jiang aside, and said earnestly: "I have long wanted to ask the elder, can the souls of the dead be recalled?"

"How long has the dead man been gone?"

"More than three years."

"Recalling the souls of the dead is an act against the heavens. This old man will pay a huge price. Since the emperor has spoken, I will give it a try. I only hope that the emperor can support me, Miao Jiang."

Elder Miao Jiang solemnly requested that only with Dayong's help can there be hope for those poor and harsh places.

Gu Lin nodded immediately, and promised: "I and the crown prince will support Miao Jiang and make it prosperous and prosperous as soon as possible."

"Then ask the emperor to write the name and date of birth of the deceased to the old man, and give the old man some commonly used objects of the deceased. The more things the dead have, the easier it is to find them."

"Qixin, bring the queen's clothes here." Gu Lin ordered immediately.

Elder Miao Jiang drew a more complicated formation on the ground.

After taking the clothes, Qi Xin reluctantly walked away, leaving only the elder and Gu Lin in the hall.

When the elder saw that the paper was actually the name of Empress Dayong, his heart tightened.

I didn't expect Emperor Tianyuan to be such a person with deep affection and righteousness.

Qi Xin was by the door, vaguely saw the elder burning those clothes one by one, but it made her feel so distressed.

But when he thought of seeing the soul of the empress, he held his breath and looked forward to it.

"Return of the dead, return of the dead..."

In a puff of smoke, the elder muttered something.

But the formation did not change, and there was no response.

"Although these clothes were worn by the deceased, they are not enough." The elder frowned, "Your Majesty, are there any items that the deceased really cares about?"

Gu Lin was heartbroken, and took out the treasured blue shirt and mask.

The elder threw these two things into the eye of the formation, and a blue flame burst out from "Teng".

He nodded in satisfaction, "It is indeed an important item for the dead."

Gu Lin didn't dare to blink her eyes, for fear of missing the slightest possibility of Xuan Luo's return.

When the flame gradually died down and burned out, the elder's expression changed.

"Still nothing, maybe the dead have already been reincarnated. But it shouldn't be so fast, you must know that the time in the underworld is different from the world..."

He closed his eyes, and pressed his palm directly on the pile of ashes, as if he was asking something.

Gu Lin also changed his face, ruined the green cloth shirt and mask, but still couldn't recall Xuanluo's soul, wasn't that burning in vain?

After a while, the elder opened his eyes, his face a little gray.

"Your majesty, your queen is not dead at all, she is still alive!"