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Chapter 605 The Beloved Woman Is Lost

The imperial doctors looked at each other, and finally shook their heads helplessly.

Li Aotian lay back, pinching his brows and eyes with his slender and slightly trembling hands, his eyes were sore.

How he wished that Li Yushu just went out to play around mischievously, and then ran into his arms with a playful smile and said coquettishly to him: "Uncle Huang, I'm back, I didn't find Uncle Huang, you are so stupid."

"En, step back." Li Aotian's voice was rough, with an unprecedented depth.

The imperial physicians sighed and stepped back.

Surrounded in a circle, he was still in Qianqing Palace, the warm dragon couch smelled like Li Yushu, as long as he opened his eyes, Li Yushu's figure would dangle in front of her eyes.

"Partridge." Li Aotian got up, and Wei An's body sat upright on the dragon couch, the dim light refracted on his handsome face, casting a small shadow on his brow bone and bridge of nose, making him His facial features became more and more profound.

Partridge stepped forward: "The subordinate is here."

"No news yet?" Li Aotian's rough voice rolled out of his throat.

The partridge bowed its head, looking guilty.

"This king knows." Li Aotian waved his hand.

Partridge said: "My lord, Vice General Su is leading people to search outside the palace, maybe there will be news."

The hope built makes Li Aotian both happy and scared.

He was afraid that there would still be no news of Li Yushu after searching everywhere.

"Back off." Li Aotian said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The empty Qianqing Palace is like a pair of invisible sharp claws ruthlessly grabbing Li Aotian's heart, making him breathless.

Stepping out step by step with nothingness, he walked around the palace circle after circle, finally set his eyes on the Buddhist hall of the palace, took a fixed look, then pushed open the door and stepped in.

The faint scent of sandalwood floats in the air.

The Buddha statue made of golden body is so dazzling.

Li Aotian's tall and tall body was so lonely, he stared blankly at the Buddha statue, who never believed in Buddhism, he especially wanted to pray to the Buddha to return his Li Yushu to him.

There was a moment of silence.

Miguo came out from the cabinet, she ignored Hongchen's humble face and took a deep look at Li Aotian, her eyes were a little loose: "My lord, you are here."

"En." Li Aotian Hei Yao's eyes glanced at Miguo.

With just one glance, Miguo's heart was turned upside down.

Her expression was as calm as a cloud, and she came to Li Aotian with light steps, looked at the tiredness and sorrow on his brows, and asked softly: "Is the lord in trouble?"

"My beloved is gone." Li Aotian's plain voice was mixed with deep loneliness.

Miguo lowered her eyes slightly. Since she was a child, Miguo's mouth has been very honest. She never took the initiative to ask, and never asked around. She seemed to be isolated from the world in the Buddhist hall.

Today, Miguo watched Li Aotian confide his heart in front of the Buddha, in front of her, and it was for other women, her heart was like a knife.

"My lord, let's go with fate." The secret fruit's feather-like voice can always soothe Li Aotian's restless mood.

But not today.

The smoke from the three sticks of incense floated curlingly, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood.

Li Aotian's deep eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. He didn't look at the secret fruit, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Secret fruit, if you have time, please pray for the person you love. The queen mother often says that you are the most blessed person to pray for blessings." As a result, the Buddha seems to be able to hear your heart."

Hearing this, Miguo's heart hurts as if being pinched together, suffocating pain, she said 'yes' softly.

Looking at Li Aotian's leaving back, his eyes are sore.

My lord, I prayed in front of the Buddha, and you didn't fall in love with me.

(End of this chapter)